Waiting at the threshold in anticipation,
as the final page of the calendar turns,
shadows of the year slowly fade,
to be blanketed under the duvet of the setting sun.
We reflect on the year gone by,
ready to usher in the new year.
As the midnight bells ring, we pray for,
A new beginning,
filled with hope and happiness
for a better tomorrow!
May the year 2023 bring in all things good for you and your family.
Happy New Year to all !
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Drawing concentric circles, with egoistic radius
Animosity brews under the illusion of happiness
Drifting relationship echoes a woeful reality
Caught in a hypnotic entrapment of life!
Thoughts dress by my reflective moods
I paint the words with my emotional palette
a long journey, scripted through a variegated literary landscape
inspired by your writings enroute,
I celebrate a milestone of 1000 posts today.
WordPress congratulated me on my 1000th post today. Thank you, my WordPress family, for being with me and encouraging my work. Truly grateful for each of your likes and comments. Of late, I am guilty of not reading your posts regularly. I have joined work and keeps me busy. But I’ll definitely try to drop by whenever time permits. Thanks once again for being with me.
Happy Navratri to all my Indian friends!
With love as the locus of our relationship, let’s walk the talk, bridging the generation gap between us
converging on our divergent ideologies and identities, discarding the judgemental lens,
creating endearing stories of wizened wrinkles and vivacious spontaneity.
Let’s celebrate our differences, without any pretense, cementing it with a bond of acceptance,
sharing our joys, secrets, tears, resilience, translating moments to memories and lacing them with a twine of unconditional support for each other,
‘coz when the generations walk together hand in hand, the world radiates an ebullient spirit of harmony.
The rapid technological strides, paints bold strokes of change,
of the world that may be, in the times to come.
Flux of artificial living, incarcerates all things natural.
Emotions ossified by automated wiring of the heart
bereft of feelings, nonchalant cryptic conversations ensue,
measured capsules, replace warm home cooked food.
Thoughts of people audible through a scan,
robotic intelligence commands erudite brains,
human touch lynched by technology.
Man, lives on a programmed existence.
A century from now, way of life may be unfathomable!
Abracadabra…
Pages of a book flutter, in the tiny hands,
letting him peek into a world beyond imagination.
Piquing the tender mind’s curiosity,
books present a palatable platter for every age.
The kaleidoscopic web of enticing genre,
churn a potent alchemy of awe and learning,
captivating the reader, conjuring a riveting spell.
Their magical potion works like a charm,
kindling a happy lifelong friendship with books!
Ideating thoughts
caravan of words joins hands
births radhikas blog
And today that blog celebrates its 6th anniversary. On this day 6 years ago, the search for an outlet to amalgamate my reflections and expressions, culminated in the birthing of radhikasreflection.
A surge of happiness runs through me when I look back at this journey. A journey that has taught me so much. Reading exceptional work of bloggers from across the world, learning different styles of poetry, attempting challenges hosted, trying a hand at fiction writing, articulating my thoughts on topics close to my heart, making new friends here, publishing my maiden book of poetry, and across different anthologies and poetry portals, I am absolutely thrilled to see my curve of learning go up.
Truly in gratitude, for all the likes, comments and feedback I have received during this time. Thank you to all my followers and readers from across the globe. Feels so wonderful to have a global connect. Looking forward to your continued love and support.
A Happy Mother’s Day to all the lovely moms here.
Best wishes. Stay blessed ❤ !
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Bewitched by the heady concoction of glamour, fame and money
the lure of filmdom attracts aspiring youngsters.
Sparkling glitterati wrap their aspirations with allure of the stars.
Masquerades, veil the predatory instincts of the powerful men
often, eclipse the rise of budding talent into oblivion,
their heart burdened by the remnants of crumpled promises and fractured dreams.
For many, life is a race against time, to reach the top,
they tread on, with an unflinching focus.
While the peak beckons me,
its allure, is not strong enough to lure me.
I would rather choose routes undiscovered,
meander on the cobbled pathways,
be lost in the maze of the unknown.
My dirt laden feet, walking on the muddy trails would gather untold experiences,
soaking in the spirit of nature, witnessing miracles unfold.
My chosen path in life may not give me success,
I may falter at the crossroads of life, be lost,
but it will armor me with enriched gratification.
Reena’s Xploration Challenge #220
“Life is a mountain. Your goal is to find your path, not to reach the top.”
Maxime Lagace
While technology has helped mankind beyond imagination, it has also robbed us of our time. Have you noticed that despite most work getting done at the click of a button today, we hardly have any time for ourselves or our family, unlike earlier days? The small mobile has replaced practically every aspect of our lives. We are prisoners within our “cell” phones. The level of servitude has risen to such alarming heights, that we’ll probably want our phones to be buried with us, in our graves too…. We had a peaceful past, are having a disconnected present and probably will have a grave future as technology invades into each living moment of our life!
Disconnected man
the digital enslavement
hauntingly scary
Sadje’s WDYS prompt# 122
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