Mindblown: a blog about philosophy.
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‘POND’ering Around…
Tucked under a shaded canopy, away from the bustling city of Mumbai, in the by lanes of Juhu it lies. Relatively unknown and those who do know, take its silent presence as part of the sublime surroundings. What with the majestic Hare Rama Hare Krishna Temple at a stone’s throw away, this pond I believe, is looked after a certain…
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Silence is golden?
Google Image I was all of 4. We were returning from the market, my father and I. He stopped to buy some fruits. I plucked a few grapes from the vendors cart and enclosed them in my palm. Close to home, my father chose to hold me by the other hand seeing the oncoming traffic.…
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The Twilight Years
This poem was given as a framed giveaway for dad’s 75th birthday…..I think it says it all! A special thanks to Nivs Khemka Photography that covered the event. The tree symbolized the family roots. The birds, the children who leave home but do return to the nest. The flowers in bloom, friends, family and joyous moments…
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Happy 75th Daddy!
The Original John Wayne with this Hockey Stick Today is a milestone birthday for my father-in-law. He turned 75! We ushered in this momentous day by throwing him a surprise party over the weekend. Over two weeks of preparations and loads of excuses, all diverting his attention, we managed to pull this one off. Needless…
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The Circle of Life
Something about brides….and weddings that gets me misty eyed. Another sonnet written for the same theme, thought I’d share the song that inspired the poem 🙂 Tempestuously, her silver anklets tinkle Her heartbeat, the ornate bangles, jingle Mesmerizing eyes hold a million dreams Emotions run like an inhibited stream Quivering lips that part…
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The Final Dance
Strokes of peach, a blush of pink Rose she was, he a commoner ant This great divide made his heart sink She was royalty, he of lowly descent Clad in satin, in a fortress of thorns As the winds came a laughing by He watched her fall prey to their scorns Their meandering trail, a…
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Rain on me
We’ve been taught that Indian monsoons visit between June and September and so we believe. A stray shower here and there, beginning June and social network forums were abuzz with welcoming the rains in their full glory. I received ‘happy rains’ sms’ too. But I’ve known from experience that till the skies are not downcast for…
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Second Once in a Lifetime
Last year, this time, “Zindagi Na Milegi Dobara” changed so many perceptions. Dedicated to the movie that inspired this Blog name and to the writer who churns out pearls of poetry, whenever he pens some random words. Javed Akhtar, you never cease to amaze me! This moment like molten sapphire Amidst the vast blue silences…
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Queen of the Night
My mom has a green thumb. It is her love for plants that saw me follow in her footsteps with a modest balcony garden. These wonderful green creatures ask for nothing and yet give so much. When my mom gave me this plant, she said it was a blessing as it was the ‘Star of…
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De-Tangled
This post is an entry to the Dove and Indiblogger ‘My beautiful hair story’ contest. Image Courtesy: Disney’s Rapunzel. ‘Once upon a time’, is how the legend goes, Why the archaic style, heaven only knows! Back to the story, as it begins to unfold, I was a princess, but was never so told. Locked up…
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