A free bird

Every morning
now a days,
She comes in my balcony
and keeps chirping
loudly..
Migrated, from a distant
land,
she brings along
 memories of the season.

She wakes me up,
and flies away,
quickly,
and sits on the palm tree.
The whole day
this sweet little bird
keeps reminding me
of faith and hope,
of freedom,
of the days bygone.
~payal

Outside my window

                                                image2019, Mussoorie

When we visit different places, we meet different kind of people,
 with different views just like the view outside our windows in different seasons.

Letting go all the grudges and regrets outside my window, I allowed fresh air to fill the room with pleasant petrichor. Finally, it was time to relax.

Listening to the music of heartbeats and breath, slowly serenity and peace filled me,
Ah! Breath is beautiful.

Outside my window, were a few trees swaying and dancing with the wind,
the cloudy sky melting into rhymes as if praising the best moments of time.
It felt like heaven.
Witnessing a magnificent sight,
 filled with a new energy
with my cup of tea, I kept watching the clouds play.

 The clouds flew over the mountains, covered the valley, gathered outside my window, and  settled there for a while.
I went out to touch the clouds.
It started to drizzle. Cool air blew my hair.
 I took a dip in the ocean of pleasant thoughts. In gratitude forever, feeling blessed, refreshed and rejuvenated, I came back home and got indulged in my new found passion. Distant dreams became reality.
 -payal

P.S. diary entry after a recent trip to Mussoorie.
I received this tag from Anami .It's my pleasure to pass on this tag to Ishieta. There are 47 of us on this blog hop. Enjoy the world of words.
Linking this post to #wordsmatter bloghop. An initiative by Corinne, Shalini, and Parul

Grief

When grief strikes, shivering with fear, guarded with shadows, nothing feels right, anxiety seeps in through the darkness, in the deep, dark crevices of heart and mind, and moving on becomes a struggle,

Then....There comes a shift in consciousness.

With positivity, focus on the strengths, trust your being. Remind yourself to stay calm, and move on with grace. It is time to accept the things the way they are. It’s time to change the perception. For being alive in itself is enough reason for celebration. Remember it's a passing phase, everything falls in place.

Stay strong, be brave, sing and dance.

-payal

 My Day 7 post for Write Tribe festival of words.

Day 6  A cup of wellness

Day 5 Corridors

Day 4 Nurture

Day 3 Serenity

Day2 Miracle

Day 1 Braving through the storm

A cup of wellness

picture prompt

 

Weather was changing, and it was quite difficult to understand its’ mood. It was a cool morning. She woke up early, and there was no sign of the Sun. It was dark everywhere in that moment.

She kept watching the mint and tea leaves mingling together swirling in the pool of water. She added black pepper, lemon grass and cardamom too. The aroma coming from the healthy concoction was refreshing. She cooled it down and added a bit of jaggery to reduce the bitterness. While pouring it in the cup, many thoughts brewed up in her head. Trusting the age old formula, she had prepared a cup full of wellness for her daughter with faith to fight the cold.
-payal
P.S. My parents are here with us these days. My mother had made many friends here. They keep sharing these formulas with each other. When I was unwell a few days ago, all the aunties suggested my mom to give me this concoction. It really helped. No matter how old we are, our mothers always concerned and care for our well being.

I am participating in the writetribe festival of words.
 

Corridors

                                                        picture prompt

Today, Rajiv had asked Rhea to move with him to another town. She was about to leave her town in next few days. Wanting to spend some time alone, she went to her favourite place.

These corridors had known the stories of her achievements and struggles, ever since she visited here for the first time with Rajiv. “Tread softly, and admire the work of the artisans on the walls.” Rajiv had said to her softly. His words had a great impact on her being. Her perception had changed to a great extent.

Observing these silent corridors had taught her to take a leap of faith and free herself from all the if’s and but’s, to recognize the truth, to look for the possibilities, to be confident, and to admire the positive spaces that were created by the artisans.

Walking through these corridors she had learnt to set on a journey, resolve the issues in here and now, and not to carry forward her emotional baggage. Her heart was humming a song.

Out of the many feelings that hid behind the doors, she chose love today. These corridors opened the doors of happiness for her.

-payal

I am participating in write tribe festival of words.

 

Nurture

 

 

Mother nature

nurtures our being.

 

Love blossoms,

 touches mind and heart,

 with positivity,

and creates possibilities

for growth.

Happy hearts 

nurtured with care,

 breathe in love, 

feel alive,

 and dare to dream. 

-payal

 

Serenity

                                                    Goa, 2019
Blue is not always about sadness and anxiety.  It also reflects peace and serenity.  As we keep moving,
More clarity comes in
Perception changes.
That day, after enjoying coffee in the cozy corner, I sat with him on the bench, watching the still blue sea from afar. The Sun was about to set and the moon was rising. The sky looked brighter just like the smile on his face.
Just then he held my hand. A sensation ran down through the veins.
When all is quiet within, and life is just flowing freely, where thoughts are balanced, and serenity engulfs, in that place we silently wished to stay forever, together, in love.
-payal

Miracle

                                           Picture prompt

With suppressed emotions, it was becoming difficult for him to survive. Grudges and regrets had got hold of him and took a toll on his quality of work. In the morning boss had given him the last warning. His confidence was shattering day by day. While looking down, he saw his reflection in the mirror. His life had turned upside down. Contemplating, he shed a few tears and prayed. His distorted self-image started to collapse in front of his eyes. In that miraculous moment, his heart whispered, "Smile, God loves you." -payal
P.S. Miracles happen, if you believe in them. Believe in yourself.

Braving through the storm

A splash of colours

Green and blue,

A vision from above

The compatible two.

In their own space of tranquil,

 braving through the storm,

 flowing through life,

 they kept moving together.

Exploring the magic of river

 Limitless, they started

 riding the tides,

they brought to the shore,

treasure of the stories

and experiences gathered

through their adventure of Life.

With fresh perspectives,

Together in lows and highs

Spring was flowering

deep in their eyes.

-payal

Sing along..

Challenge yourself, when things go wrong.
Self-doubts vanish, when love is strong,
Follow your heart, and peace you'll find
Silence the critics, life is kind, beautiful song.

Butterflies,  bees,  and dragonflies

When flutters around in front of eyes

On the wild grass, on purple flowers, 

Feelings get caught in rain showers, as fleeting sighs!

Life keeps moving at finest pace. 

When words of wisdom spring with grace.

Inner voice speaks with all its might.

How beautiful this world seems, light in his embrace. 

~~payal~~

Written in florette format in the rhyme scheme aaba and syllable count 8-8-8-12
This is my Day 3 post for OctPoWriMo 2018.

Notes

In musical notes,
Quietly, our hearts exchange,
Love-filled promises.
Felt and scribbled in a breath,
Notes on rain and petrichor.
~~payal~~
It's  Day 2 of #OctPoWriMo.
#tanka for the day.

Surrender

When unnecessary thoughts tresspass
my peaceful heart and mind,
I am reminded, to calm down
Surrender in the moment
Keep walking, and
leave the anxiety behind.

Peaceful thoughts
emerge, and make their
way to the shore.
Soaked in the eternal spring,
of love that flows within,
hope knocks at the door.

When in today's world,
a little more
of everything
takes its toll,
and hours turn into days,
Just then, my heart courageously,
surrender to time,
allowing me to just be
in the moment, and love myself
a little more,
in many more ways.

When mind goes astray,
and life gets out of control,
Seeking wisdom from nature,
I watch the petals unfold.
In Gratitude, I stay,
blessed I feel,
Faith helps to heal.
~~payal~~

I'm participating in OctPoWriMo 2018 and this is my poem for day1. #freeverse

Last time I cried..

A few days ago, I cried,

For no reason at all,

Still trying to decipher

the reason behind

tears that welled up

in my eyes.

I cry,

When I am happy,

When I am sad,

Even when I pray.

It’s the connection

that I feel with

all my heart.

Every teardrop is precious

For it contains thousand memories

Of blessings given and received

while staying in gratitude.

I am sure

you might have cried too

For no reason at all,

At some point in your life

As I believe,

somewhere deep in our hearts

 we are all but the same.

A few days ago,

when I cried,

For no reason at all,

Yet again,

He kissed my tears away.

-payal

Written on the prompt for Friday Reflections at Everyday Gyaan. and Shalini

Heartprints

 

 

 

Kindness and compassion

made impressions

 on the heart,

Flowers bloomed         

With love and care.

 

Heartprints!

 

How beautiful they appear,

Taking shapes and forms,

Creating a positive space

Bringing along peace of mind

 

 

Between clouds and water,

Is a deep bond,

A cycle of life,

And the hiding metaphors,

For us to decipher.

There is a moment of awareness

A vision, and perception,

Alongwith understanding

Of holding on

And letting go.

Between clouds and water

Is a relationship,

A magical tale,

 imprinted by raindrops

on the grateful hearts. 

-payal

 

"True friends are treasures!"

My last post for write tribe pro-blogger challenge.

 #OctPoWriMo

Sleep

She was trying to sleep, but sleep seemed distant that night. She ignored, but those chaotic voices were not letting her sleep. Rita heard three gunshots in the air, and she opened her eyes, went straight in the kitchen, and came back with two cups of coffee.
Fine, will you please change the channel now? Let's watch something together, she said to her husband, and laughter filled the room.
-payal

I am participating in write tribe pro-blogger challenge.
 

Learning

Beautifully sculpted images,

Often become history,

And become a rich source

For learning.

While learning

I am surprised to see

The fragility of the medium

that breaks with excessive pressure.

I work with the shattered pieces.

Charcoal sticks- handle with care.

-payal

I always wanted to learn figurative art. When we shifted back to Goa, I met my teacher quite naturally who is giving me lessons in fine art. Today I worked with charcoal sticks and just loved it. 

I am participating in write tribe pro blogger challenge.

Stay connected with me on instagram as I am taking #themindfulbreak with blogchatter and Shinjini.

Expressions

As ink flowed from the pen, paper witnessed many heartfelt emotions that took shape of the words. Expressions had tasted the metal. There was sweet fragrance of the days bygone that kept lingering on for a long time. Feeling nostalgic, she looked up, and he held her hand. Pure love was shining in his eyes.

-payal

 I am participating in write tribe Pro-blogger challenge

I am enjoying #themindfulbreak on instagram. 

 

Thoughts and words

As I begin to write, many thoughts occupy my mind. One by one, I shall put them on paper. I will write everything about the aromatic indulgence as I spent half of my day in the kitchen preparing snacks and sweets for Diwali, about the lunch that my hubby prepared with lots of love, about each passing thought that crossed my mind as I felt the warmth of the Sun in cool weather, about the good old days, about the evening that we spent walking in the market full of lights, about each and every moment of the day, when I felt blessed. Also I shall write about the moments today, when I felt worried without any apparent reason and got upset. About the moments where I looked back, and smiled. Concentrating on my strengths, I keep moving. Here I am, now, writing and keeping in touch with my true nature.

~~payal~~

I am participating in write tribe pro-blogger challenge.

..And these days I am enjoying  #themindfulbreak on #instagram . It’s 15 days photo-a-day challenge by Shinjini and #blogchatter . I will be posting one picture a day till 31st Oct on my instagram account. Stay connected.

Still life

There were many lights in the room, reflecting and shining on the object. I had to make them all visible in my sketch. While sketching the objects, and shading them with pencils,the only thing I had to do was to erase the dark shades, and make the light visible.

Still life! How much we can learn. Shadows of objects are always weak, unless spotlight falls on the object.

Such is life! When negativity pulls us down, we have to erase the darkness, and let the light shine.
 

I am participating in write tribe pro-blogger challenge.

~~payal~~

I write

2017, Goa

Right from the moment

A thought is conceived,

a pattern is formed.

Words must flow

effortlessly, to get unstuck,

and to break the patterns.

To make room for the

fruitful ideas,

to bring

the positive changes,

to understand oneself.

I write because I must!

Sometimes to remember,

And sometimes to let go.

To live with

a peaceful mind,

to stay calm..

I write!

~~payal~~
I am participating in Write Tribe pro blogger challenge 2017