Trivia

I can now vouch that I have lost my words at the altar of status messages on FB ..it is baffling that even a steaming cup of tea doesn't entice them into expiration ..many times I am brimming with blogs that are just waiting for revelation but by the time I am at ease they have vanished into thin air and I am left feeling bereft.

The joys that books gift us are unparalleled; they enamour the reader in their folds, ensnare and sweep him/her with joys and pains that leave none to be undesired. They invade dreams as they capture thoughts..it is a frenzy that overtakes as if you are the character.

It is as if I take things around me too seriously and react in an impassioned manner to trivial incidents and highlight the nuances..The kind of roles I have assumed are total personality reversal to what I was when young and footloose..at that age I could have never realized how I would refrain being my own person and adopt relations into my being that will flow into my arteries and veins that as a result, my whole perspectives will change. Life is such!

Exhumed

I yearn to retrieve what was lost,

buried deep into the glacial tomb,

the iciness of walls to touch

but fomenting many an escapades

looking for crevices

to erupt and collide with furious fires

venting furies

leaving in wake destruction

and then silent regeneration

Dulcet Sorites

A new beginning
After actively blogging for quite some years, motherhood took away the pleasure of writing words from me..I got so embroiled in the upheavals of humdrum life that I forgot that a piece of my soul was getting crushed and sighing for an escape. Writing has always been the metaphor for living and an escape from the nuances of existence..it is like a foray into uncharted territories of my heart and soul which makes me believe that a part of me exists for myself. It is this microcosm that epitomizes happiness which sustains me through the daily trappings of life.

Now with this new beautiful stopover called Veritas_Vivere I want to get back in touch with that lost part of me. These dulcet sorites about my dolce vita; not always sweet but many times bitter too; would ease and unload the burdened heart as I exhale what others may inhale when they drop by my world~~