Her Story

Hear ye, hear ye, everyone!
The tale of a fine woman.
She’s way more than what she appears,
One of the best amongst her peers.

She’s power, she’s desire.
When sparked, a raging fire,
With the might to purify you,
Or just as swiftly destroy you.

Brainy and smart as a whip,
Always ready with a quip.
Her mind makes connections,
In all ten dimensions.

She’s kind, gracious, zesty,
Sometimes a bit testy.
Her home is always open,
For a chat, party, or fun.

Charm, courage, curiosity,
Tolerance, tact, tenacity,
She’s blessed with these, and a lot more.
Challenge her, but think twice before.

And if you‘re a friend, family, or lover,
She’s even more wonderful, you’ll discover.
Protective, giving, gentle, warm,
For you, she’ll weather any storm.

She’s driven, self-made, works hard.
Mostly listens to her heart.
Has big plans and bigger dreams,
The world’s her oyster, it seems.

But it’s been a tough road.
No silver spoon bestowed.
Many battles she has fought,
Learnt harsh lessons that life taught.

Her heart still remembers,
Those smouldering embers,
Grief that remains buried,
Its pain, through life, carried.

So she indeed has her walls,
Dimly lit memory halls.
The walls, though, are easy to melt,
Just bring something warm, sweet, heartfelt.

But, she’s not one to show frailty,
Never wants anyone’s pity.
So she fights on with a brave face,
And lives life with a certain grace.

Yet there are times, even if rare,
When she also needs tender care.
She’ll hum when overwhelmed,
Just wanting to be held.

Behind that big bold persona, you see,
Is a wide-eyed girl wishing to be free.
Observe her closely for a minute,
And you’ll also see that girl’s spirit –

In the crescent lips with gleeful smile,
In the rare tears or the twinkles wild,
In the gestures of her hands,
Or the haste of her demands.

Her needs are very modest,
Just something calm and honest,
A place called home, some affection.
Throw in some respect and passion.

But she deserves so much more,
With a whole world to explore,
The best of everything in life,
Without any hardships or strife.

But words are all I can offer.
Small, yet my own way to honour,
This cute, adorable child,
May she forevermore smile!

– Ehsaas


A longer poem after quite sometime. Hope you have someone like this woman in your life too! Or maybe you are that woman! Dedicated to all such wonderful women who make our lives richer, more beautiful, and full of love!


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Now Is The Time

Dreams of a lifetime,
Realised or ruptured, in a day.

Try all we might,
This time won’t stay,

So, just live, laugh, love,
This is the moment to play.

We won’t be us tomorrow,
Let’s not let life get away.

– Ehsaas

From the archives, dusted and refurbished.. 😅

Wrote this short poem some time ago, on a day when I was feeling particularly excited and full of energy. Regular readers of this blog would realize that’s not how most days go with me. I guess that’s why I never felt like sharing this one earlier. But today I was like, meh. I guess a writer is like an actor. We don’t necessarily have to be the person the words talk about. Words are an idea, a feeling that deserves to fly free. Why chain them down to be about one person, their limitations, and situations?

Anyway, hope you like it. Till next time.. 😊


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Credits: Poem by yours truly. Pic created with Canva.

Intimacy vs Sex

In today’s fast-paced world, especially when it comes to relationships that are found, and then lost, to the vagaries of the fickle human heart, a lot of people seem to confuse “sex” with “intimacy”. These two terms maybe related, but “intimacy” is a much more comprehensive term, that goes beyond just “sex”.

Sex is much easier. It just needs “attraction”, and is usually much easier to find, relatively. It is much more difficult to find a partner you can be “intimate” with. Someone you like for more than just their looks. Just “attraction” is not enough; it needs a “connection”.

Just a few words summarizing the same.


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Credits: Quote by yours truly. Pic created with Canva.

Wonders Of The Night Sky

So, sometime ago, a friend and I, both interested in the craft of writing, were talking about writing something based on a prompt. We randomly selected “the night sky” as our writing prompt, and we decided to write a short poem on it.

This post is not about that poem though. The poem I’ve already written and shared earlier (can you guess which one that is from this list?) In this post, I wanted to delve into what I find so fascinating about the night sky after all.

We usually don’t think much about why we feel a certain way about something. We just feel the way we do. At least that’s the way it is for me. So, from time to time, when we do sit down to think about the reasons, it can seem like a journey of discovery. About our likes and dislikes, our ways of thinking, our inherent nature. About ourselves.

There aren’t many things that can give us the kind of mind-opening, light-bulb-turning-on, a-ha! moments that learning something new about the self can. And I love those moments!

So, without further ado, following are my reasons for being in love with the night sky, in no particular order, but grouped into categories:

Physical & Scientific

I’m always, always amazed by the universe. The only thing that I think comes close to it, in terms of how amazing it is, is the human body.

Talking first of the universe: it is astonishingly vast. We can not even imagine the distances. On top of that, it is remarkable how the stars work. Not many of us realize how the processes that power stars work. But I’m sure that those who do, can not help being in awe of them. If you are interested in knowing more about stars and how they work, I recommend this short video by Phil Plait.

Then there’s the marvelous ability of the human eye to perceive something that’s millions of light-years away! From the way a light photon is generated, absorbed and re-emitted, thousands of times, as it travels across the vastness of space, to reach the eyes of that single human observer, to then travel through the optic nerves, to be processed by the human brain (which itself is the most complex thing in the known universe), while the brain simultaneously observes itself observing the universe. Wow!! I mean, just wow! I get goosebumps thinking of it all!

Spiritual & Philosophical

The night sky often puts me into a reflective and introspective mood. It reminds me of how small and insignificant we are, how small are our problems and concerns, in the overall scheme of things. We amount to nothing, yet there is so much beauty in the fact that we are able to perceive and appreciate that moment. How can that kind of beauty be insignificant? What exactly adds “significance” to something? What does it all mean in the end? What lies beyond? Why are we here? Once you start pulling on that thread, there’s no stopping the stream of questions that sprouts.

But despite all those unanswerable questions, the night sky still brings a sense of peace that goes beyond just the quietness of the night.

Romantic

Well, this goes without saying, doesn’t it? Countless odes have been written about the Moon, and how it invokes such romantic feelings in people. I’m no different. And it’s not limited just to the Moon either. The stars, the clouds, the wind, everything takes on a sense of intimacy in the serenity of the night. In that moment, it is just you, and the night sky. And maybe someone else too, looking up at a similar view somewhere, thinking and feeling the same things, maybe hoping to find someone who appreciates that moment like they do. Like you do.

The night sky is the common cloak enwrapping you and that stranger, across distances, protecting and warming you both against the coldness of the night, both literal and figurative. It makes you feel closer to your soulmate, one you may not even have met yet.

Imaginative

When I look at the night sky, I sometimes can’t help but wonder what life on another world must be like. The universe is so huge that I don’t doubt whether or not there would be some form of life on another world somewhere. There most definitely would be, even if it is microbial or very primitive. Intelligent life would be harder to come by, but again, in the infinite possibilities out there, how can it not?

What would those worlds look like? How would it feel like for a human to stand on that world, and look up to find three suns in the sky, or maybe a giant planet hanging right on the horizon? What kind of societies would they have, if they have any at all? Would they have flying cars (a reality, finally, at least somewhere in the universe)? How would they view life? Would they have hopes, and dreams, and fears, too? Would they understand love? Might someone from that world be looking right in our planet’s direction, at that very moment, while I’m looking in theirs? What would it be like for our two species to encounter each other? When the mind starts wandering, it really does wander, doesn’t it? 😀

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So, as you can probably guess from the above, the night sky invokes a lot of feelings and thoughts in me. If you look at it, in a way, it reminds us what it means to be human, by speaking to us through knowledge, consciousness, spirituality, love, companionship, curiosity, imagination.. everything that makes us, us.

The night sky is a thing of beauty and wonder. And I just hope I never lose touch with it. 

How do you feel about it though? Does it move you too? Would love to hear your thoughts in the comments section below or on our social media channels! 🙂


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O My Moon

O my Moon,
Be my guide.
In this darkness,
Show me light.

I want to follow you.
To world’s end.
Lead me to my destiny,
Take my hand.

You wake me up,
You make me see,
All this beauty,
That could be.

I may not see you,
But I’m aware,
Silent, and far away,
You are there.

All alone, all this while,
Don’t you long for more?
Find your missing piece
And become whole?

Look at me,
As I at you.
Two lost children.
That is true.

We may seem different,
Show different moods.
But we come from one place,
Share deep roots.

I yearn for you,
With all your scars.
You’re my only Moon,
Amongst the stars.

But if I’m not worthy,
Of your grace,
I’ll find a way, just
Promise me this:

Far above and beyond,
Forever stay so bright.
As you look now, beautiful,
On this river tonight.

O my Moon,
Be my guide.
In this darkness,
Show me light.


The seeds of this little gem were sown recently, as I was driving down a long, open road, with a brilliant Moon on the side.

And although, the poem did take root as an ode to the Moon, it quickly evolved into much more than that. I leave it up to you to figure out what that is… 🙂

If Love Can’t, Why Let Hate Change You?

We have all given in to the temptation of revenge or hate at some point. Maybe, and I hope that is the case, not to the extent of committing a grave crime like a murder or something similar, but small “misdeeds” like swearing at somebody in traffic just because they cut you off earlier, or saying hurtful things to someone just because their words hurt you first.

Sometimes we intentionally do things that hurt others, either physically, financially, emotionally, or boost our ego at the expense of others’, but as soon as the deed is done, we feel bad ourselves because of what we did. We don’t like the person performing these actions (ourselves), yet we tend to repeat them over and over on other similar occasions. We’d normally not engage in these actions, but we allow ourselves to change, just for that moment, just to “get back” at the other person.

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