tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48309241923060594072024-02-07T19:25:03.399+05:30Life InspiresVibha Malhotra's BlogVibhahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05480621886288254697noreply@blogger.comBlogger198125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830924192306059407.post-84776394209233407192023-08-19T10:56:00.003+05:302023-08-19T11:30:05.240+05:30Actor Sukumar Tudu in SonyLiv's Jengaburu Curse || A Versatile and Talented NSD Alumni<p style="text-align: justify;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgka1bZSIcQUhrqxxOb_tMCAyFnRFSGQAbL8vdWRP4BYBmHQ9NZihS58MMlvczwCKKWdsVRTWwRJvN3laGjOShbaahFVZiYrQQLaV_mhgZAKYq4xbncz1ek9kxM6RlWareqFMQNl_p9lpgJSStDa6kJVqd5xtK-Drww9heaVD1qb1_ykprVxoElDC5NIT8c/s1200/the-jengaburu-curse-review.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="630" data-original-width="1200" height="336" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgka1bZSIcQUhrqxxOb_tMCAyFnRFSGQAbL8vdWRP4BYBmHQ9NZihS58MMlvczwCKKWdsVRTWwRJvN3laGjOShbaahFVZiYrQQLaV_mhgZAKYq4xbncz1ek9kxM6RlWareqFMQNl_p9lpgJSStDa6kJVqd5xtK-Drww9heaVD1qb1_ykprVxoElDC5NIT8c/w640-h336/the-jengaburu-curse-review.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><span style="font-size: x-large;"><p style="text-align: justify;">Lately, we have started spending less and less time on OTT because of several other occupations. But then along came a series by the name of 'Jengaburu Curse' and it was starring none other than Sukumar Tudu, an actor whose journey we are immensely interested in. So we watched the entire series in one go. </p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiorB47xHBuiS3_umuDq9ZIVT_uGJ16-QCoR43A_fgq7qpqzaJNGi2rxzrXFa1cEDnsf96mjqIe1V8bGIprJHGEsUizpWnixRGigzo2ZKJGQlU8xINGoxVbjYKJzDTqX0wEWrG57v2Rfz1tpJHm0VM60AQzI2EL7K_CyvjNJNqXgrINGeLYOMC079nVj4Pt/s720/Sukumar%20Tudu%20-%20an%20NSD%20actor%20playing%20significant%20role%20of%20Dulari%20in%20Maharani-2-2-2.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="402" data-original-width="720" height="358" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiorB47xHBuiS3_umuDq9ZIVT_uGJ16-QCoR43A_fgq7qpqzaJNGi2rxzrXFa1cEDnsf96mjqIe1V8bGIprJHGEsUizpWnixRGigzo2ZKJGQlU8xINGoxVbjYKJzDTqX0wEWrG57v2Rfz1tpJHm0VM60AQzI2EL7K_CyvjNJNqXgrINGeLYOMC079nVj4Pt/w640-h358/Sukumar%20Tudu%20-%20an%20NSD%20actor%20playing%20significant%20role%20of%20Dulari%20in%20Maharani-2-2-2.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sukumar Tudu as Dulari Yadav in Maharani 2</td></tr></tbody></table><span><a name='more'></a></span><p style="text-align: justify;">If you have watched actor <a href="https://www.travellingcamera.com/2022/08/sukumar-tudu-in-maharani-2-sonyliv.html" target="_blank">Sukumar Tudu as the loathsome Dulari Yadav in Maharani 2</a>, you would probably have slotted the actor as someone who plays negative roles so well that you have difficulty in separating the actor from the character he plays. I wouldn't blame you if the very sight of Tudu's face makes your skin crawl. </p></span><p></p><p style="text-align: justify;"></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWI1DcviaHk_aHJwSLxT8V6IR3TFjoeeWZ1ld3FxIKFTrYTp7L-Rz9K9frkpq4-MUcJyOjhIFUIfamEN7-5c7jr6OkQm7c3nutjEy7CkML5u7ttxySKee03aYzXs3ATCeWEu4uV9q8tNERiDTJ7qNBs2Fal3cZO-L-e12-KG5UrSvIP8vWTKmMeW480X0O/s1600/Sukumar%20Tudu%20as%20PSO%20Ram%20Kumar%20in%20Jengaburu%20Curse.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="965" data-original-width="1600" height="386" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWI1DcviaHk_aHJwSLxT8V6IR3TFjoeeWZ1ld3FxIKFTrYTp7L-Rz9K9frkpq4-MUcJyOjhIFUIfamEN7-5c7jr6OkQm7c3nutjEy7CkML5u7ttxySKee03aYzXs3ATCeWEu4uV9q8tNERiDTJ7qNBs2Fal3cZO-L-e12-KG5UrSvIP8vWTKmMeW480X0O/w640-h386/Sukumar%20Tudu%20as%20PSO%20Ram%20Kumar%20in%20Jengaburu%20Curse.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sukumar Tudu as PSO Ram Kumar in Jengaburu Curse</td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Then you watch Jengaburu Curse and you realize that this actor has range, and depth. As Ram Kumar, the policeman assigned to keep an eye on the lead character Priya, under the pretext of providing security, Sukumar Tudu delivers an honest and nuanced performance. He is immediately likeable and you just know that you can trust Ram Kumar. </span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNe9YnzWHgj1R-iXnPhtxDis_GE7OGmhZf2uobXHbhkeIBWPnIrjJXGfQsTvWi-1qDYtlXLPGzncPv8lq4d7qkynz05NBuD6MXoH06oBlOt7GjF_hZZnv4_mXiIb6M_AYFOBE4jjzgtre4wzH2epAh2UdItu3c7Rr6nr_w_qLrWCAfK95cTk0EA8-H2uHa/s1600/Sukumar%20Tudu%20as%20PSO%20Ram%20Kumar%20in%20Jengaburu%20Curse%20(2).jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1143" data-original-width="1600" height="458" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNe9YnzWHgj1R-iXnPhtxDis_GE7OGmhZf2uobXHbhkeIBWPnIrjJXGfQsTvWi-1qDYtlXLPGzncPv8lq4d7qkynz05NBuD6MXoH06oBlOt7GjF_hZZnv4_mXiIb6M_AYFOBE4jjzgtre4wzH2epAh2UdItu3c7Rr6nr_w_qLrWCAfK95cTk0EA8-H2uHa/w640-h458/Sukumar%20Tudu%20as%20PSO%20Ram%20Kumar%20in%20Jengaburu%20Curse%20(2).jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sukumar Tudu as PSO Ram Kumar in Jengaburu Curse</td></tr></tbody></table><span style="font-size: x-large;"></span><p></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Just like it was in case of Maharani 2, you believe Tudu is Ram Kumar and Ram Kumar is Tudu. The only difference is that in this series, Tudu plays a genuine, earthy character without any unnecessary frills. In this show, Tudu's performance is heartwarming. </span></p>
<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">It is difficult for a member of the supporting case to make a mark, but Tudu succeeds here. Here's what Scroll.in has to say about the performances of the actors in 'Jengaburu Curse':</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">"As Priya, Faria Abdullah puts on a spirited show. Some of the other actors are impressive too, from Makarand Deshpande as the community doctor to Sukumar Tudu as the only policeman with a conscience."</span></div><p></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">If you know Tudu as a person and if you have watched him in any of the NSD's plays, you would already be expecting great things from him in OTT and Bollywood etc. I know we will see him again as Dulaari Yadav in Maharani 3. I do hope to see him in leading roles as well, because I just know that he can carry a show on his own. </span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><br /></p>
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line-height: 17px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 8px; overflow: hidden; padding: 8px 0px 7px; text-align: center; text-overflow: ellipsis; white-space: nowrap;"><a href="https://www.instagram.com/reel/CvtLTyRpAdP/?utm_source=ig_embed&utm_campaign=loading" style="color: #c9c8cd; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: 17px; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank">A post shared by Sukumar Tudu (@actorsukumartudu)</a></p></div></blockquote> <script async="" src="//www.instagram.com/embed.js"></script>Vibhahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05480621886288254697noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830924192306059407.post-43181148252454520362022-08-03T08:15:00.003+05:302022-08-03T08:15:00.187+05:30"kohl" Haiku 48 of 365 - 3rd August 2022<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYSJXiaD_M-RSg9x93Ds37-oZ8wIcARNwZB6bkQOox05q_MDm2SASlKAbLYOuG3ivzo3L7OT_LXkOrAhwwcOran4xwkmXZ5LBmx-mzRbDeZD-PQIN9p4s8x4BM-lZFYH5tVp3fFPLTcpB7QykO4xV2zFZZiFww6JmnlfVhP-c3RiXbYeBar3vCknAdwg/s1080/My%20project-1%20(24).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYSJXiaD_M-RSg9x93Ds37-oZ8wIcARNwZB6bkQOox05q_MDm2SASlKAbLYOuG3ivzo3L7OT_LXkOrAhwwcOran4xwkmXZ5LBmx-mzRbDeZD-PQIN9p4s8x4BM-lZFYH5tVp3fFPLTcpB7QykO4xV2zFZZiFww6JmnlfVhP-c3RiXbYeBar3vCknAdwg/w640-h640/My%20project-1%20(24).jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><i>dying embers...<br />the kohl beneath his eyes<br />unsmudged</i></span><p></p>Vibhahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05480621886288254697noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830924192306059407.post-90301292051783759762022-08-03T06:51:00.004+05:302022-08-03T06:55:11.515+05:30Does this image make you uncomfortable?<p style="text-align: justify;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJxH0BvFAddTOjn1AX3_K7DKRhRKJxKTW5zp6cMJXtp27YeJ7STg6l0g36pW38DXDqlG74MGidSRFGYVgPXyC33lZJVy2PpqlAZOzvTqWaIWqG6KNOnEMLa2uS4JDK295m2e11jqC3ZAJhhhZZG0bVKssQlc8zLjdvTjqDd7_oslNYhoXfBN6iG1Q07w/s1080/My%20project-1%20(24).jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJxH0BvFAddTOjn1AX3_K7DKRhRKJxKTW5zp6cMJXtp27YeJ7STg6l0g36pW38DXDqlG74MGidSRFGYVgPXyC33lZJVy2PpqlAZOzvTqWaIWqG6KNOnEMLa2uS4JDK295m2e11jqC3ZAJhhhZZG0bVKssQlc8zLjdvTjqDd7_oslNYhoXfBN6iG1Q07w/w400-h400/My%20project-1%20(24).jpg" width="400" /></a></div><span style="font-size: x-large;"><div style="text-align: justify;">There's a reason why I started writing this blog at 4am in the morning. I was woken up by the deep philosophies Vijay sometimes mumbles in his sleep. And then I made the mistake of picking up my phone and checking email. I had submitted the following Haiku for critique on one of the forums:</div></span><p></p><p></p><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><i>dying embers...</i></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><i>the kohl beneath his eyes</i></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><i>unsmudged</i></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">The poem elicited starkly contrasting opinions. While some were offended that I chose to use "unsmudged", instead of "not smudged", other objections were far more existential. I will get to those objections in a second, but let me dwell on "unsmudged" for a minute. According to many traditional dictionaries, "unsmudged" is not a word at all, and even as I am writing this post, blogger is diligently putting red squiggly lines underneath "unsmudged". Blogger too is trying to bring this poem in line with traditional language, so why should biased, opinionated human beings be any different? But "traditional" isn't what I was going for with this poem.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">With this poem, I was wondering if I am too late to enter the conversation around gender stereotyping. But I would soon learn that it is never too late. While some reviewers felt that the use of "his" instead of "her" had elevated the poem, others felt that I should dial it down a notch by using "her" instead of "his". To put it simply, some reviewers felt that since men do not commonly apply kohl, and this was not an image that they could relate to, I should change the pronoun to "her". </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">I don't know why but upon reading this feedback, I suddenly felt very claustrophobic. It isn't that I am not comfortable with feedback. On the contrary, I often revise my poems because someone happens to suggest a better rewrite or schools me for my lack of knowledge of the technique. I am here to learn, after all. But this comment suddenly brought me face-to-face with the everyday struggles of those who do not conform to traditional stereotypes of gender. </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">"Men don't wear make-up. Go wash your face."</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">"Men don't cry. Go wash your face."</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">"Women shouldn't be loud. Lower your voice."</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">"Girls shouldn't be near a funeral pyre. Move back. We are only trying to protect you."</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">The last one is from a personal experience at my grandma's funeral. </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">I was born with a strong sense of equality of genders (not superiority, but <i>equality</i>) into a middle-class Punjabi family. My parents broke the stereotypes in many ways - not going for a third child after two girls, giving us the best of opportunities, teaching us to be independent thinkers. But I was surrounded by well-meaning aunts and uncles, who were worried "Iska kya hoga?" I was strong-willed, not afraid to speak up even when children's opinions were not sought. Feisty. Yes. And we all know that Feisty doesn't do well in traditional set ups. </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">There is one particular scene that I remember clearly - my family was discussing the future of an aunt of mine who had constantly been abused by her husband. Her neighbors would call us up to report that he was choking her. She ended up in hospital several times. And had finally lodged a complaint against him with the police. And yet, here we were, discussing whether she should go back to him. She was not being asked for her opinion, so of course children of the family commenting on the matter was out of question. </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">But I spoke up, for her. I asked my family, "why should she go back to him if she doesn't want to?" And I was immediately asked to shut up. "Bachche nahin bolenge." I remember the exact words. But I did not shut up. </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><span>My aunt passed away a few years later. Having stood her ground on her decision to separate from her abusive husband, she was a brave woman. Much later, I wrote a short story dedicated to her, titled "<a href="https://fireside-chronicles.blogspot.com/2008/09/cactus.html" target="_blank">Cactus</a>"</span><span style="text-align: left;"><span>. </span></span><span> </span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">So yes, as a feisty girl / woman, I have often been asked to fall in line. And this comment felt exactly like that. May be I am overthinking. May be I am being too rigid in my own way. But for how long can we afford to stay blind to the changing definitions of gender? Despite the fact that the LGBTQ community has made the world so much more colorful, we choose to look away. Despite their centuries-old struggle, we still don't acknowledge their existence.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">I do hope that at least poets realize that the point of writing poetry, or of any other artform for that matter, isn't to bring forth the images that are common or relatable. In fact, it is the exact opposite. It is the moral responsibility of artists to expand the world for consumers of art - to front brave ideas, to start the conversation around alternate realities. </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">So when you come across an image that makes you uncomfortable, dwell on it for some time and ask yourself why. You may find yourself face to face with some bias that you never knew you had. Other realities won't cease to exist simply because you aren't comfortable with them, but it would definitely make the world a more pleasant and fun place if we were to allow them to exist in peace. </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><p></p>Vibhahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05480621886288254697noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830924192306059407.post-31849563236960223052022-08-02T08:13:00.003+05:302022-08-17T21:48:03.310+05:30"redolent puddle" Haiku 47 of 365 - 2nd August 2022<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsph0jN4KQw6HtYc3twcU6UtpcUi81szEumhMQjsDcliJ2pZXsY6-jf54EeBKLh9jWwCi_q3xgb6YNkxW_1nBgsGYERHm7BmVm8Mv2sOQK3LuarX_PcIpUeMFHWdjdhjyrlyaTe2AhmYNHQeu_V-gQyRSPwChRY1kuwVfv8ijM-ANoJQza9zEVep5y2Q/s1080/My%20project-1%20(26).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsph0jN4KQw6HtYc3twcU6UtpcUi81szEumhMQjsDcliJ2pZXsY6-jf54EeBKLh9jWwCi_q3xgb6YNkxW_1nBgsGYERHm7BmVm8Mv2sOQK3LuarX_PcIpUeMFHWdjdhjyrlyaTe2AhmYNHQeu_V-gQyRSPwChRY1kuwVfv8ijM-ANoJQza9zEVep5y2Q/w640-h640/My%20project-1%20(26).jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p><span style="font-size: large;"><i>drizzle of parijat...<br />the <br /></i></span><i style="font-size: x-large;"> lone <br /> walker<br /></i><i style="font-size: x-large;"> skirts<br /></i><i style="font-size: x-large;"> the<br /></i><i style="font-size: x-large;">puddle</i></p><p></p>Vibhahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05480621886288254697noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830924192306059407.post-68986721386735377312022-08-01T08:06:00.005+05:302022-08-02T08:09:51.734+05:30"chalk outline" Haiku 46 of 365 - 1st August 2022<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRLe6W9deYww074wc_Ek5QN10P9HOttESwk97vQDAjMpMGVmfWc4KZvNOx_8hNnEXGURAvnoSpDHz1fo83r1tY0HF5Y7s4ZOVqUXkP_js1KN0qHgc0smXrrmiHY0OKu6io5Vn4XKW-yvvsmpeFA16lksZU5kbnqwxUzMfsy44s-d_E01NtBz7H7ORuqQ/s1080/My%20project-1.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRLe6W9deYww074wc_Ek5QN10P9HOttESwk97vQDAjMpMGVmfWc4KZvNOx_8hNnEXGURAvnoSpDHz1fo83r1tY0HF5Y7s4ZOVqUXkP_js1KN0qHgc0smXrrmiHY0OKu6io5Vn4XKW-yvvsmpeFA16lksZU5kbnqwxUzMfsy44s-d_E01NtBz7H7ORuqQ/w640-h640/My%20project-1.png" width="640" /></a></div><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;">spatter of shattered hopes<br />chalk outline of empty dreams...<br />life crashed here</span></i><p></p>Vibhahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05480621886288254697noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830924192306059407.post-30586393982051884542022-07-31T13:32:00.007+05:302022-07-31T13:32:00.183+05:30"gravity" Haiku 45 of 365 - 31st July 2022<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiP_ZeKD2689uVwwX3nAmIw7wDJ3gr_PKGXJslwJCqgpLd1BFUdQtDZmfVybzbMkXZIYllPODo2ZA48mfNYcy0h4SeGjyf8oH2F1WhXCjQRko-hRLspylxN4D9O3Ct90AtPZByMuHUaS3XmW4FKm21OHNISCJYIlF_Kl32lca31-pG6Cq4bNXiTE-aD8g/s1080/My%20project-1%20(20).jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiP_ZeKD2689uVwwX3nAmIw7wDJ3gr_PKGXJslwJCqgpLd1BFUdQtDZmfVybzbMkXZIYllPODo2ZA48mfNYcy0h4SeGjyf8oH2F1WhXCjQRko-hRLspylxN4D9O3Ct90AtPZByMuHUaS3XmW4FKm21OHNISCJYIlF_Kl32lca31-pG6Cq4bNXiTE-aD8g/w640-h640/My%20project-1%20(20).jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: left;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i>gravity—</i></span></span></div><span style="font-size: large;"><i>promising great forevers,<br />Earth broke away from the Moon</i></span><p></p>Vibhahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05480621886288254697noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830924192306059407.post-8302700847995330122022-07-30T13:31:00.006+05:302022-07-30T13:31:43.341+05:30"Indian Summer" Haiku 44 of 365 - 30th July 2022<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgP3VQotMduyWotO_2qsRB83W8ZIjJsIqiKCjhsJdvKRrc-GhM3dGQtl7mMK_5ipUoe-ZRXHhX1Hj_tJS3y6UNr_J7-CVJrZgiahsvjd810leHg0fHqyAVHZckVtgPIuykTw8jD3oTyqPsFiW_xSUb5IKPaPTnDWDWD2Wk3TRXr1_-0XIPWLXIMDWOlOQ/s1080/My%20project-1%20(18).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgP3VQotMduyWotO_2qsRB83W8ZIjJsIqiKCjhsJdvKRrc-GhM3dGQtl7mMK_5ipUoe-ZRXHhX1Hj_tJS3y6UNr_J7-CVJrZgiahsvjd810leHg0fHqyAVHZckVtgPIuykTw8jD3oTyqPsFiW_xSUb5IKPaPTnDWDWD2Wk3TRXr1_-0XIPWLXIMDWOlOQ/w640-h640/My%20project-1%20(18).jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><i><span style="font-size: large;">Indian Summer—<br />shimmering heat from metal<br />blurring the world</span></i><p></p>Vibhahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05480621886288254697noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830924192306059407.post-61988513001664507892022-07-29T13:12:00.005+05:302022-07-30T13:13:59.032+05:30"healer" Haiku 43 of 365 - 29th July 2022<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiltkbtgpHFMnCYMSuUMqvKjXtmCb3GpR_omq9iJQ_gHmSkhtH2fIMlTvHwlmRFIDzYwc-LqNYtevsPq5cvMcvsqFzJj2teYVWESUa3kekXS1KcUDlg3YAtnMdqaFGdPenizlWq2qcsdtt4Y7jEcxyQP6zNO7T8sHzbGJLNJF7OeGXra4JOeexhYNNnng/s1080/My%20project-1%20(14).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiltkbtgpHFMnCYMSuUMqvKjXtmCb3GpR_omq9iJQ_gHmSkhtH2fIMlTvHwlmRFIDzYwc-LqNYtevsPq5cvMcvsqFzJj2teYVWESUa3kekXS1KcUDlg3YAtnMdqaFGdPenizlWq2qcsdtt4Y7jEcxyQP6zNO7T8sHzbGJLNJF7OeGXra4JOeexhYNNnng/w640-h640/My%20project-1%20(14).jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><i>waiting for that time<br />when wilted flowers would bloom again<br />at your tender touch</i></span><p></p>Vibhahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05480621886288254697noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830924192306059407.post-30761650159973321562022-07-28T13:09:00.001+05:302022-07-30T13:11:40.988+05:30"wicked past" Haiku 42 of 365 - 28th July 2022<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiR-UZnOOH6-sxstDHaPhbsTY9CxifaAwnIpZsZP5daIFS7RzK63B4OCPLh13k3Cap84GkDKZhVkFUFUFLEfdqFWkfDXMTqctt4QPEGZPIi7HWlpQfCPLE-v626AjNna32EP6xIRmMHJXoyyKgkAddf__iXqguXup4N6wB8re-nBYmK2luedxj-LJT60w/s1080/My%20project-1%20(13).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiR-UZnOOH6-sxstDHaPhbsTY9CxifaAwnIpZsZP5daIFS7RzK63B4OCPLh13k3Cap84GkDKZhVkFUFUFLEfdqFWkfDXMTqctt4QPEGZPIi7HWlpQfCPLE-v626AjNna32EP6xIRmMHJXoyyKgkAddf__iXqguXup4N6wB8re-nBYmK2luedxj-LJT60w/w640-h640/My%20project-1%20(13).jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><i>past trapped<br />in time's bewildering rhythm<br />baits me, mocks me</i></span><p></p>Vibhahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05480621886288254697noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830924192306059407.post-13149611048966057012022-07-27T13:05:00.000+05:302022-07-30T13:11:58.689+05:30"parched" Haiku 41 of 365 - 27th July 2022<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxuKlYcjhK06wlrP7-fjpqiklQdzfHt8yDjjvnApqEeVx9jrs0oBfX0EuCoP9PH_nmtW75WuZjM6ERCc_V-3W0xPxuglWSG3ksql7D6CAsRwQcKjFY0vRyzYOxVtwF5tPmjyzFdkNktyIHXB6PYKK5MwBrlHXp8lsSK1RvstNz41ZR8HUBUsszvfD9fA/s1080/My%20project-1%20(12).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxuKlYcjhK06wlrP7-fjpqiklQdzfHt8yDjjvnApqEeVx9jrs0oBfX0EuCoP9PH_nmtW75WuZjM6ERCc_V-3W0xPxuglWSG3ksql7D6CAsRwQcKjFY0vRyzYOxVtwF5tPmjyzFdkNktyIHXB6PYKK5MwBrlHXp8lsSK1RvstNz41ZR8HUBUsszvfD9fA/w640-h640/My%20project-1%20(12).jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><i>noon wears silence<br />tarmac melts and sticks to shoes<br />hot wind dries skin</i></span><p></p>Vibhahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05480621886288254697noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830924192306059407.post-91580088106414161452022-07-26T12:42:00.001+05:302022-07-30T13:05:44.973+05:30"wings" Haiku 40 of 365 - 26th July 2022<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuhbH5DqR40H7ilCKjbtnxKZ7uWOfjSLC9Jnh90rtfBtX8rYqywNroOdWOpyPbo6Lr2S_4K2JLSB3X_a6cyjaDQglXeEI7pbRMU2SU2VspSfLhWYCuLvXWRIT4zCP_zGaq4Ch7E_CG2W-W6KgV9_V7R-WI2vodKG_ot2_wqyw65kzciSgJSQ5GjoDxXg/s1080/My%20project-1%20(11).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuhbH5DqR40H7ilCKjbtnxKZ7uWOfjSLC9Jnh90rtfBtX8rYqywNroOdWOpyPbo6Lr2S_4K2JLSB3X_a6cyjaDQglXeEI7pbRMU2SU2VspSfLhWYCuLvXWRIT4zCP_zGaq4Ch7E_CG2W-W6KgV9_V7R-WI2vodKG_ot2_wqyw65kzciSgJSQ5GjoDxXg/w640-h640/My%20project-1%20(11).jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><i>wings—<br />shock of them<br />taking off at gunshot</i></span><p></p><div><br /></div>Vibhahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05480621886288254697noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830924192306059407.post-31585565865747971722022-07-25T12:29:00.001+05:302022-07-30T12:40:47.207+05:30"fair trade" Haiku 39 of 365 - 25th July 2022<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2xNTE1UaXM2hyxYbk-HZgg7pwRiaIvo7gZQ-K_hfYoz2Rg6_9qPmO0iHiAxL2NN_suQttfLlgGfz15yrLPAdT6cz3R-36fEP3rj8b-p1UV4NYbbQ7bIYpbERKJT2ids9oG9foNfszaKobXffWG-P-F5kxyn3OUmEHQLLcLT-IFBi_R3O0BvZsjY_rUg/s1080/My%20project-1%20(10).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2xNTE1UaXM2hyxYbk-HZgg7pwRiaIvo7gZQ-K_hfYoz2Rg6_9qPmO0iHiAxL2NN_suQttfLlgGfz15yrLPAdT6cz3R-36fEP3rj8b-p1UV4NYbbQ7bIYpbERKJT2ids9oG9foNfszaKobXffWG-P-F5kxyn3OUmEHQLLcLT-IFBi_R3O0BvZsjY_rUg/w640-h640/My%20project-1%20(10).jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><i>proud sparrows <br />bring fancy things to pay for<br />the grains meant for them</i></span><p></p>Vibhahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05480621886288254697noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830924192306059407.post-68056737375451725802022-07-24T14:16:00.001+05:302022-07-25T16:01:14.292+05:30"all heart" Haiku 38 of 365 - 24th July 2022<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7KTaa0WhlK4mx-kWByXoIqQRxvrX8pLA5oXicLMb9CtrY3NogCysIgU0O523U7AMxHG_6iDhuXk2smdLTBr5dkTQFxb6xlYyudvKcPtPSqNMCAvGWN_JvNWpZ-VgQv0xuGilF4ebAQBP5nAVpGvzp3HAHQCeV1reY3W_rwYVAeBXpF_Px6wbMAiVJFw/s1080/My%20project-1%20(5).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7KTaa0WhlK4mx-kWByXoIqQRxvrX8pLA5oXicLMb9CtrY3NogCysIgU0O523U7AMxHG_6iDhuXk2smdLTBr5dkTQFxb6xlYyudvKcPtPSqNMCAvGWN_JvNWpZ-VgQv0xuGilF4ebAQBP5nAVpGvzp3HAHQCeV1reY3W_rwYVAeBXpF_Px6wbMAiVJFw/w640-h640/My%20project-1%20(5).jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><i>is it worth the risk?<br />mantis asks his praying muse<br />let's find out, she says</i></span></p>Vibhahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05480621886288254697noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830924192306059407.post-13405688525065297222022-07-22T12:03:00.001+05:302022-07-24T12:06:38.286+05:30"coward" Haiku 36 of 365 - 22nd July 2022<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOWYSbI5cMljM2J2hbo3z3qyVxT4cnIZo8lnrijyUOYiYV8Rwwu5VUrjpN4lx959BjlWym9bXnRRK1Yn7X7MkY_CqeoYa4TG9MbQY0Ncm0vJhwJhFciDkx-FiqckZ634dEKxt-0bYS5xcRJUpMEL5Qqb5rP8Oyv5tTlQ___Np5U0E8ylXsoSgbb0OKjg/s1080/My%20project-1%20(4).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOWYSbI5cMljM2J2hbo3z3qyVxT4cnIZo8lnrijyUOYiYV8Rwwu5VUrjpN4lx959BjlWym9bXnRRK1Yn7X7MkY_CqeoYa4TG9MbQY0Ncm0vJhwJhFciDkx-FiqckZ634dEKxt-0bYS5xcRJUpMEL5Qqb5rP8Oyv5tTlQ___Np5U0E8ylXsoSgbb0OKjg/w640-h640/My%20project-1%20(4).jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-family: times; font-size: large;">coward<span style="background-color: white; color: #202124;">—<br />plants a kiss on her nose<br />his heart safe in minefields</span></span><p></p>Vibhahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05480621886288254697noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830924192306059407.post-27878749737104669192022-07-21T11:40:00.002+05:302022-07-24T12:06:21.991+05:30"predator" Haiku 35 of 365 - 21st July 2022<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCWyJL5j-6eEHJGiHlU76A62MsFDWpZHVUeJJVMtV6v5TtiLUgmaL1gVPKiRbfnbXqmW_kYPo4d1EfbnpQ7EI6xWM47hRLC7XNMbG1jDXd0HOKhHl59bL-lR7E3wy0-xA_hvqeR9imTNwZepe9DiqfubUzsPEF1x4wDqMMgnljghFrtDnHfGjvyj-NAw/s1080/My%20project-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCWyJL5j-6eEHJGiHlU76A62MsFDWpZHVUeJJVMtV6v5TtiLUgmaL1gVPKiRbfnbXqmW_kYPo4d1EfbnpQ7EI6xWM47hRLC7XNMbG1jDXd0HOKhHl59bL-lR7E3wy0-xA_hvqeR9imTNwZepe9DiqfubUzsPEF1x4wDqMMgnljghFrtDnHfGjvyj-NAw/w640-h640/My%20project-2.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;">deer calls<br />jungle holds its breath<br />time stands still</span><p></p>Vibhahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05480621886288254697noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830924192306059407.post-11440026996098107222022-07-20T11:35:00.001+05:302022-07-24T11:40:05.651+05:30"transferred wisdom" Haiku 34 of 365 - 20th July 2022<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjO5fSjR6xLS4cJpW07OAIaIqN33hAY0Mj3lPWb9XSd3WPotuU739fhM8CBMLhZGR0_FO4BGDErdz_2OQCSYayoKn3MYxZR46quj53pCrkoR5lCB5olayVnxwY57I_gSNorqxe8NxTavlDOtOxJBbdx-b46n1nuj5phxRxTDhRZoIQKVWtTYUlKUl38Og/s1080/My%20project-1%20(1).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjO5fSjR6xLS4cJpW07OAIaIqN33hAY0Mj3lPWb9XSd3WPotuU739fhM8CBMLhZGR0_FO4BGDErdz_2OQCSYayoKn3MYxZR46quj53pCrkoR5lCB5olayVnxwY57I_gSNorqxe8NxTavlDOtOxJBbdx-b46n1nuj5phxRxTDhRZoIQKVWtTYUlKUl38Og/w640-h640/My%20project-1%20(1).jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;">books carry wisdom<br />of years trees spent growing roots<br />and gathering rings</span><p></p>Vibhahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05480621886288254697noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830924192306059407.post-77388208314678365162022-07-19T11:30:00.001+05:302022-07-24T11:35:45.047+05:30"not just love" Haiku 33 of 365 - 19th July 2022<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3yRQ2LjIl6Z-qvAaHmAbRLBAuXhkJr3M6FBB2396xCBHYAw1JH1-kQP2BAwKlZDfwGSKRQ24p9Z0hRkU-cF7pt8nM_eCkExRBDwBf9Yn28SBIAteQ0qSnlf1fh2N0ucOtFB6lJUfHeJu__3TfepIuDwJ2tVrBX1yQZaFUCaKVachJXmY53BIePPu_gg/s1080/My%20project-1%20(2).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3yRQ2LjIl6Z-qvAaHmAbRLBAuXhkJr3M6FBB2396xCBHYAw1JH1-kQP2BAwKlZDfwGSKRQ24p9Z0hRkU-cF7pt8nM_eCkExRBDwBf9Yn28SBIAteQ0qSnlf1fh2N0ucOtFB6lJUfHeJu__3TfepIuDwJ2tVrBX1yQZaFUCaKVachJXmY53BIePPu_gg/w640-h640/My%20project-1%20(2).jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">that vine<br />inching towards the tree<span style="background-color: white; color: #202124;"><span style="font-family: times;">—<br />that's not just love</span></span></span></p>Vibhahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05480621886288254697noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830924192306059407.post-58012180581878757152022-07-18T13:52:00.001+05:302022-07-24T11:29:52.303+05:30"alive" Haiku 32 of 365 - 18th July 2022 <p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbIKnE6anr5LTz0PwWMFTvRnTZuyuwOMc_YPCjndeG15VUsXRi53AocK4qzlgtI3Zs7nVZajlILsj_Y6FgEB_kxujrr0b2U9HiVUf_bv2pdtJ8nte_TfmR_GlxE9Z7Vc3Ed2m8lF_I868p35MqslX8ALbM9OzytF5Nc2fpcC6Ws9ob7CxSEZxroBUbdw/s1080/My%20project-1%20(3).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbIKnE6anr5LTz0PwWMFTvRnTZuyuwOMc_YPCjndeG15VUsXRi53AocK4qzlgtI3Zs7nVZajlILsj_Y6FgEB_kxujrr0b2U9HiVUf_bv2pdtJ8nte_TfmR_GlxE9Z7Vc3Ed2m8lF_I868p35MqslX8ALbM9OzytF5Nc2fpcC6Ws9ob7CxSEZxroBUbdw/w640-h640/My%20project-1%20(3).jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><i>cracks appear<br />little heads break through<br />tiny turtles find breath</i></span></p>Vibhahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05480621886288254697noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830924192306059407.post-73711542830739040072022-07-17T12:05:00.001+05:302022-07-18T12:15:51.459+05:30"regeneration" Haiku 31 of 365- 17th July 2022<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhi-5ztDJMAQDy-BrucHoaAoxUzThi0PpLkhrFZ2uXnlyRN3VS_8EB6DbaX9__pg9NJOdsNmAIgjYMqfckUiS2pM3TtloU8z-CAP2o4N5qhLSSgSYkexq9ayi5Oaf6IqlPVlZ64u3MwB6Yitgx6Xu42mBkcqkzPWAF40uNoLaEztXhPHtosm1MEqy-mPQ/s1080/My%20project%20(17).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhi-5ztDJMAQDy-BrucHoaAoxUzThi0PpLkhrFZ2uXnlyRN3VS_8EB6DbaX9__pg9NJOdsNmAIgjYMqfckUiS2pM3TtloU8z-CAP2o4N5qhLSSgSYkexq9ayi5Oaf6IqlPVlZ64u3MwB6Yitgx6Xu42mBkcqkzPWAF40uNoLaEztXhPHtosm1MEqy-mPQ/w640-h640/My%20project%20(17).jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><i>a plant that looked dead<br />sprouts new leaves, again—<br />stubborn life</i></span></p>Vibhahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05480621886288254697noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830924192306059407.post-1774958878498699092022-07-16T22:22:00.009+05:302022-07-25T14:15:37.210+05:30Loveflakes in Hindi - Translated by Dr Vinod Prakash<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">When I started writing the little poems that would later be published as "<a href="https://www.amazon.in/Loveflakes-Memories-Mirages-Vibha-Malhotra/dp/9391431593/ref=cm_cr_arp_d_product_top?ie=UTF8" target="_blank">Loveflakes : Memories of Mirages</a>", I just wanted to express myself. Yes, I always knew that I would like to see these verses as part of a book some day, but I never thought that the book would move and inspire people of all generations. I was so pleasantly surprised and immensely grateful to Dr Vinod Prakash when I found out that he has been silently translating some of the verses into Hindi. </span></p><table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: justify;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjamur77IaDbramP9JXQK-zGGUY4dnsjg4Dn8EIZX03WoY7U-S6mc9StNZkFz_2T-NfoTeGgGvFaIU__L3TgBJmxVHqMePLWDJWTfGFHYdsXfbgV2qUrIdzH2OBpfXODmY6yJV8-XMzJNpXvMmM1bJXlyeE1AsFGXYGro81blpLJdEdHOqVpV9ehjfYlg/s1024/WhatsApp%20Image%202022-06-29%20at%2010.14.15%20PM%20(1).jpeg" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1024" data-original-width="768" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjamur77IaDbramP9JXQK-zGGUY4dnsjg4Dn8EIZX03WoY7U-S6mc9StNZkFz_2T-NfoTeGgGvFaIU__L3TgBJmxVHqMePLWDJWTfGFHYdsXfbgV2qUrIdzH2OBpfXODmY6yJV8-XMzJNpXvMmM1bJXlyeE1AsFGXYGro81blpLJdEdHOqVpV9ehjfYlg/s320/WhatsApp%20Image%202022-06-29%20at%2010.14.15%20PM%20(1).jpeg" width="240" /></span></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></td></tr></tbody></table><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Dr Prakash attended school in his village, studying under the cool shade of old trees. He completed his Master's, B. Ed, and D.Phil from Garhwal Vishwavidyalaya, Srinagar. He spent his professional life teaching primary, intermediate, and Degree classes Hindi and English, before retiring in 2011 from Intermediate College. He loves reading poetry and is especially draw to the works of poets like Keats, Wordsworth, Kabir and several others. At present he is studying literary and spiritual books such as <i>Geeta</i>, <i>Ramayan</i>, <i>Yogdarshan</i>, <i>Upanishads</i> etc. </span></div><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Here are some of his translations:</span></p><p><u><span style="font-size: x-large;"></span></u></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><u><span style="font-size: x-large;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiN40j2Hy0GNLBtl1oks_wXEt6IO_qm4FQYjyDftau-14UTgLhLLXEH3P_IVULDgrMiBFz1hqmg33mKrsqMEd55mZTk11zlQaK3-2HHXLwNncRgG2qyVXSStWaGTqHRU8NbQVkhszUTtR5NMF3P3ewHqYEUyva9gXRa8mmxK31kyVMNHD1iFu7qx4jPbw/s697/WhatsApp%20Image%202022-07-09%20at%2010.34.53%20AM.jpeg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: justify;"><img border="0" data-original-height="697" data-original-width="515" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiN40j2Hy0GNLBtl1oks_wXEt6IO_qm4FQYjyDftau-14UTgLhLLXEH3P_IVULDgrMiBFz1hqmg33mKrsqMEd55mZTk11zlQaK3-2HHXLwNncRgG2qyVXSStWaGTqHRU8NbQVkhszUTtR5NMF3P3ewHqYEUyva9gXRa8mmxK31kyVMNHD1iFu7qx4jPbw/w236-h320/WhatsApp%20Image%202022-07-09%20at%2010.34.53%20AM.jpeg" width="236" /></a></span></u></div><u><span style="font-size: x-large;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><u><span>The Art of Dying</span></u></div></span></u><p></p><p></p><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">We talk about moving on.</span></div><span style="font-size: x-large;"><div style="text-align: justify;">You say that after 10 years, </div><div style="text-align: justify;">maybe we will be able to look back at this</div><div style="text-align: justify;">and laugh.</div><div style="text-align: justify;">For me, this will always be that moment</div><div style="text-align: justify;">when I had to extinguish a part of my soul, </div><div style="text-align: justify;">so that the rest could survive. </div></span><p></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></p><p></p><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">हम कहते हैं - "चरैवेति" *</span></div><span style="font-size: x-large;"><div style="text-align: justify;">तुम कहते हो - कुछ वर्ष बाद</div><div style="text-align: justify;">हो सकता है हम मुढ़ कर देखें</div><div style="text-align: justify;">और हसे पुरानी बातों पर</div><div style="text-align: justify;">मुझे सदा ही याद रहेगा वह क्षण </div><div style="text-align: justify;">जब मुझे अपने अस्तित्व का </div><div style="text-align: justify;">एक अंश बुझाना पड़ा</div><div style="text-align: justify;">जिससे शेष बचे जीवित</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">* चलते रहो, चलते रहो </div></span><p></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">*****************************</span></p><span style="font-size: x-large;"><u><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_V2zUTD0rAC6E7fIdYOjVCP3Hn6DmMnEC28l4oGTc1yVU-peaV1rbVMu_F135sAfYcyolIPON9yStF9tyz9lNnWl0VIvWLABaqnxPZSQUmUxkId0o7iLnsOz6Wke5DljyWMz7DbtE_5I_YEqSiI-V2D7QaLKqZ-awztsVEzEenLXwbLqW2B9dutp-yg/s1024/WhatsApp%20Image%202022-07-09%20at%2010.34.53%20AM%20(4).jpeg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: justify;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1024" data-original-width="576" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_V2zUTD0rAC6E7fIdYOjVCP3Hn6DmMnEC28l4oGTc1yVU-peaV1rbVMu_F135sAfYcyolIPON9yStF9tyz9lNnWl0VIvWLABaqnxPZSQUmUxkId0o7iLnsOz6Wke5DljyWMz7DbtE_5I_YEqSiI-V2D7QaLKqZ-awztsVEzEenLXwbLqW2B9dutp-yg/w180-h320/WhatsApp%20Image%202022-07-09%20at%2010.34.53%20AM%20(4).jpeg" width="180" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><u>Spiraling Thoughts</u></div></u></span><p style="text-align: left;"></p><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">I wish there was a noise loud enough to drown</span></div><span style="font-size: x-large;"><div style="text-align: justify;">these echoes of you.</div></span><p></p><p style="text-align: left;"></p><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">काश कि कर्णबधिर करता, ऐसा झंझावात बहे</span></div><span style="font-size: x-large;"><div style="text-align: justify;">कि डूबें तुम्हारी प्रतिध्वनियां, न उनका कोई निशान रहे </div></span><p></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"> </span><span style="font-size: xx-large;">*****************************</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><u><span style="font-size: x-large;">Alchemist<br /></span></u></p><p></p><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Let us turn everything we touch into gold.</span></div><span style="font-size: x-large;"><div style="text-align: justify;">Together, let us elevate the world. </div></span><p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFK4oABetNMRIDpCbAgGPiQAG2IMXJIjLpn5qF38Ix8abCqr2ppW5GhWBhi9wNBF8vJu2_TbQAUM5g8ZJph0H2Z_IanoTqp54ezQd_4Vv0JLnduC4s0yV8KbKMuDVNVXgJrNJm1_tOu7bO442Vwf3wRc4O59BCtyCUk3VNDW7Z0UlQtZgP4J-HREu3Lw/s1024/WhatsApp%20Image%202022-07-16%20at%2011.23.31%20AM%20(3).jpeg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1024" data-original-width="576" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFK4oABetNMRIDpCbAgGPiQAG2IMXJIjLpn5qF38Ix8abCqr2ppW5GhWBhi9wNBF8vJu2_TbQAUM5g8ZJph0H2Z_IanoTqp54ezQd_4Vv0JLnduC4s0yV8KbKMuDVNVXgJrNJm1_tOu7bO442Vwf3wRc4O59BCtyCUk3VNDW7Z0UlQtZgP4J-HREu3Lw/w180-h320/WhatsApp%20Image%202022-07-16%20at%2011.23.31%20AM%20(3).jpeg" width="180" /></span></a></div><span style="font-size: x-large;"><div style="text-align: justify;">आओ विश्वोत्थान करें हम साथ साथ</div><div style="text-align: justify;">कंचन में परिवर्तित हो, हर चीज हमारे छूने से </div></span><p></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: xx-large;">*****************************</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">As a language, Hindi is inherently more beautiful. And these prose and poetry pieces have been transformed into something completely new by Dr Prakash. These translations have life of their own. There are many more, and I will find an appropriate venue to share them more formally. Till then, enjoy. </span></p>Vibhahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05480621886288254697noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830924192306059407.post-60220025814462814532022-07-16T19:32:00.001+05:302022-07-16T19:32:21.846+05:30"moment" Haiku 30 of 365 - 16th July 2022<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZqxzI10CHVGSGTqDTgnnxHko43FamRPuO2_33RMKg9JnXC9o_060Bm6cf9E5_3IMU8MtTijj2BI9wqGDfUsdOlxqqwarl4W0TQgQO9NiREx2lv052P-HIlDtVoU_jd5_R7p4S4yM8zFOhGqKQV48JzeOD_8wXQc2QUQi8RU0UMAG5asnzb7yKQEQovg/s1080/My%20project%20(15).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZqxzI10CHVGSGTqDTgnnxHko43FamRPuO2_33RMKg9JnXC9o_060Bm6cf9E5_3IMU8MtTijj2BI9wqGDfUsdOlxqqwarl4W0TQgQO9NiREx2lv052P-HIlDtVoU_jd5_R7p4S4yM8zFOhGqKQV48JzeOD_8wXQc2QUQi8RU0UMAG5asnzb7yKQEQovg/w640-h640/My%20project%20(15).jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><i>darter missed<br />fish swam away<br />ripples faded fast</i></span><p></p>Vibhahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05480621886288254697noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830924192306059407.post-46012497892688860892022-07-15T19:22:00.001+05:302022-07-16T19:28:52.594+05:30"naive" Haiku 29 of 365 - 15th July 2022<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbRmpm5cgN5fvvatIeZrnO48qsULAOI-ZBlyf7yUXMCgfIrF1eYs5b8qleeZex5YyOb9ImaGFfU9GuylUakkxx9FDMibYQOBAu1FZ4tQ-yqWg-5gGrohHhOeSNdSTMEl-1E4lw6OJ98VzVvtTGI8yhpiL363U6QxSqt3A0VfURkWnvUvhiia4-HdTRfw/s1080/My%20project%20(16).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbRmpm5cgN5fvvatIeZrnO48qsULAOI-ZBlyf7yUXMCgfIrF1eYs5b8qleeZex5YyOb9ImaGFfU9GuylUakkxx9FDMibYQOBAu1FZ4tQ-yqWg-5gGrohHhOeSNdSTMEl-1E4lw6OJ98VzVvtTGI8yhpiL363U6QxSqt3A0VfURkWnvUvhiia4-HdTRfw/w640-h640/My%20project%20(16).jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><i>she knows not her charm<br />wanders lost in the streets, <br />amid many saviours </i></span></p>Vibhahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05480621886288254697noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830924192306059407.post-86805170694411234322022-07-14T21:02:00.001+05:302022-07-14T21:02:07.405+05:30"predator and prey" Haiku 28 of 365 - 14th July 2022<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIdxB7892dGAly9VtkFsFV-QbQOFG45888iKa2j6FfVyAz9V8XaldSPG2qdEivK8np9jG00TqDGvgqCYvyda4r-mcGp6u7P7yx0UxYEkw0FH4b9aPB2r5P1OjxPotVGhBUk_vO6HRzAdRzkWmtbLUKP_PZv_23o5AuZdRbVneETZzn7qJPXhHlzIhrVg/s1080/My%20project%20(14).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIdxB7892dGAly9VtkFsFV-QbQOFG45888iKa2j6FfVyAz9V8XaldSPG2qdEivK8np9jG00TqDGvgqCYvyda4r-mcGp6u7P7yx0UxYEkw0FH4b9aPB2r5P1OjxPotVGhBUk_vO6HRzAdRzkWmtbLUKP_PZv_23o5AuZdRbVneETZzn7qJPXhHlzIhrVg/w640-h640/My%20project%20(14).jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><i>distracted robin<br />vigilant shikra watches</i></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #202124; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i>—<br />few feathers linger</i></span><br /></span></p>Vibhahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05480621886288254697noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830924192306059407.post-67818365364184586612022-07-13T21:50:00.003+05:302022-07-13T21:50:15.977+05:30"chasms" Haiku 27 of 365 - 13th July 2022<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjywdwuVz2CEJi7k0JTBRmpwyKC2OVpVl0Emt4WfViwnkSaNlpdhGgnZde449Irv-bji4zxNtYByuCn4QdqpOLTjZuq9jLet0ud2moPBnf-_byQKLZQmwCn0x_-SHrZqWjY0vC6SBlWjzxNZIBRaSCusXjNvpkGM2wMejoKKl7VE6nH4xPdHzvXV__AgA/s1080/My%20project%20(12).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjywdwuVz2CEJi7k0JTBRmpwyKC2OVpVl0Emt4WfViwnkSaNlpdhGgnZde449Irv-bji4zxNtYByuCn4QdqpOLTjZuq9jLet0ud2moPBnf-_byQKLZQmwCn0x_-SHrZqWjY0vC6SBlWjzxNZIBRaSCusXjNvpkGM2wMejoKKl7VE6nH4xPdHzvXV__AgA/w640-h640/My%20project%20(12).jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><i>waves lap at my feet<br />I ponder on the deep chasms<br />around and within</i></span><p></p>Vibhahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05480621886288254697noreply@blogger.com0