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Sitting pretty...

Short Vacation

Wellll...Its been so long since I even thought of blogging. I was busy with work and after that my sister, brother-in-law and little niece came over for a short week. We all had a great time though there was little or rather no sight-seeing. My daughter was the happiest finding herself surrounded by all the "lau lau lau"(in her language-love). She did not realise when they left that she wont be seeing them for another three months...well realization dawned today at 10:30am when she asked for all the three of them and when I gave her a watery kind of reply; she gave me one of the dirtiest looks I have seen in all our two years and 3 months of life together. :-)

My ever-reliable big brother(-in-law) took some great pics of the kids together and I am posting those coz I just dont feel like writing anything else today.

Luv u Chechi, cheta and pip

CLOUDS
A dragon of the castle
guarding his czar
A sword unsheathed
threatening a scar
Crimson coral reefs
dangerously calm
A child in rapture
of a lulling psalm.

A curvaceous beauty
breathtaking in her charm
A wizened lady
spinning her yarn
Generous hands
poised with a gift
A face upturned
in wait for the kiss.

Cascades of white
soft yearning creams
Curtains of gold with
lavender seams
Drenched and awash
in cool sunbeams
I gaze and build
in clouds, my dreams.

Moonshine

Rolling over silver plains,

in pallor golden, splendour great,

A shy moon in honey,

drunk with love,

In search of conclusions

to a romance half-spun.

Lost in a mirage,

breathless and dazed, burning, melting

but seeking unfazed,

The essence of amour;

The kindred soul

who understands her very core.

Can he match her silent tan,

smile roguishly and still seem wan,

Will he prove her par at dawn?

Will he let her stay sweet and shy,

she giggles as she ponders...high.

Misty moonbeams, her virgin beads

strung on shafts with lazy speed,

She scatters as she glides in bliss,

knowing soon, she is to be kissed.

The new year of 2009 was the first that my little daughter celebrated. She had a blast and did not sleep till 2 am!! And even then I had to bully her into it. Here are some pics of that night. All the residents had to contribute a dish to the dinner table. The one over which you see the lovely lady twitching her nose over was my humble contribution:)

Frog In The Well

My days flit by

the nights just melt

into the sky

that rises with the sun;

But there's no dew

on my window sill;

In my home, or in my dreams

there is no one.

If I climb up two feet,

I slide down one

and all my smiles

are empty of fun,

I am the frog in the well

with no story to tell;

I am the mirror and the reflection.

If I wake up to the toll

Of chapel bells lone

I fall asleep to just the same;

My woes stay in my soul

unwrapped,

My story wont be worth any fame.

Some may come

but many depart,

All actors of a supporting cast;

They make a mark

carve their initials in my bark,

Then the sap bleeds and the

memory fades,

the traveller has long forgotten my shade.

If I will for freedom

I entwine in life more

and drown deeper in the mirage

of the shore,

I am the frog in the well

who can't swim in the sea;

I am the fault recurring for eternity.