MIND OVER MATTER.

Why should we tighten
What we wanted to l(o)ose
In the first place?
Satisfaction is not dependent
On the length, breadth or depth...
Its the performance that counts
Whats on your mind
Gets translated into actions
Its the skill that
Heightens and dampens
To get you on the top 
Or to blow your mind off!!!

---{A new product called 18Again, a vaginal tightening cream has been launched in India. The above lines say what I think as do many other Indian women.}

For - G-man

A THING CALLED BEAUTY.

Beauty pageants over-rated, beauty industry a boom

Looking young and good today is a dope

An epidemic of this age

Spares no one, affects everyone of every age

All the hype and effort makes one look boomm

Look good & you're perpetuate-ly high on this dope

Occasionally, the media exposes a dope

Wherein reality, nothing arrests our age

Gullible customers, companies cash in on this boom

You b(l)oom, you dope and you age with grace and experience!

For - 

dVerse~ Tritinas

(Boomm is a slang meaning bored out of my mind)

MESSAGE FROM ABOVE

Like the nectar

They fall from heaven

Diamond drops gleaming

As they roll down the leaves

Millions of them

Cascading and pouring

Filling up the thirst

Of all those living.

The side walks and the 

Craters in the street

Fill up much to the 

Glee of the kids

They float the paper boats

See them get soggy

And then disappear 

Down the drains...no pain.

These puddles...

Though muddy and murky

Stilled for a moment

Can mirror everything perfectly...

Let the rain first stir you

Then calm you

Still you and soothe you

So, you too can see.

For - dVerse

LOVERS COVE CHALLENGE #4

Andy

"Behold! I am renewed again, for the spirit of love has descended upon my heart!"

Crystal

"Years, I've wandered aimlessly through the midst of the shadows trying to elude the dark."

Elen

"Darkness isn’t always so dark becomes hope when our imagination wants to look for a light." 

Radwa

"A light that has been trying to find its sight through such darkness night."

Kriti

"This darkness becomes me, I am but the light of our shadow that quivers."

  

Eclipse

"Yearning for a flight towards the dream, away from the claws of fear." 

Lubaina

"And I rise, rise towards destiny till what the heart wants seems so near."

Nilanjana

"Yea, and  so I rise, wearing this darkness that’s also light, like sapphires beyond price."

Anjali

"I would rise and fly high till I touch the sky, conquering an eternal bliss.”

Bikram

 “The bliss I feel… Ah it transports me into a world so enchanting, and suddenly, I am set free…"

MY LINE

"This is the Eden of our love...which I will cherish and safe guard forever"

For - Lovers Cove Challenge- August.
The details of this challenge can be found here - http://apd-loverscove.blogspot.in/

MAGIC POTION OF CHILDHOOD.

                                                     (Photo credit Borg de Nobel )

He was nothing short of a wizard
For us kids, he was a magician
And his room stacked with
Rows and rows of bottles filled
With liquids of various hues
Of Reds and Oranges
Gleaming in the overhead light
A lone bulb dangling from the ceiling
Adding to the mysterious aura of the room
We got sick, just to drink 
This magic potion he prepared...
Be it a simple cough and cold
Or a viral fever
He mixed tonics from various bottles
And they tasted divine
Nothing like medicine!

For - dVerse ~Poetics

PLEASE DO NOT TRESPASS.

The day my daughter started her college, my dad told me to get her enrolled in self-defense classes. That is how we live today - in fear!

As a woman, I cannot even fathom what a rape victim goes through. I shudder even at the thought of it.

Recently in Mumbai, a young lady lawyer was murdered in her apartment by the security guard of that apartment building.He lusted for her. Sadly, he is booked for murder and not attempted rape!

Whom do we trust?  

A father keeps his own daughter imprisoned for years raping her repeatedly and impregnates her several times. She is helpless. She gives birth to his children without any medical help. A couple of them die. The rest she brings up in that hell hole. She does not have any option.

I saw a caption on a social networking site - "RAPE PREDATES MINISKIRTS".

If the cause of rape is the way a woman dresses, then is there any logic when a man rapes a 2 year old baby girl?

How can anyone explain the rape of of 60 year old woman in her house?

Women do not think of rape.

Women do not invite rape or rapist.

Women do not dress up for rape.

Women want to live their life on their own terms without the fear of their bodies being compromised for the lusty feelings of some sick men.

She is stuck

In that cold place

A deep, black hole

The only sounds are her screams

Pleas and moans,

Her cries for help and whimpers

The exhausted sobs.

She is sucked

Again and again

Into the grim pit

Of blood and gory

The muck and dirt

As she fights

To free herself

She scrubs and scratches

Again and again

To rub off

The loveless touches

The animal imprints

That violated 

Her body, mind and soul

She is blind

To the world

Has visions only of

His cold eyes,

His breath, his lust

His assault and his thrusts

That ripped her life apart

She is stuck

In a place she didn't want to be

Battered , bruised  and scarred

Permanently...she is stuck

In a place she didn't want to be.

FOOD, WINE AND FUN.

So, what was a South-Indian vegetarian, who cannot tell a French cuisine apart from a Mexican or any other cuisine; a person who knows nothing about wines; a person who was brought up in a conservative family where drinking was and still is a taboo...doing at a food and wine paring event?

That's me. Well, its never too late to either learn or to start drinking. Right? To be downright frank bordering brash, all I wanted was to add a zing to my otherwise dull social life. And, I wasn't disappointed.

This event was organized by the Four Seasons Wines at the Novotel Hotel in Mumbai. The ambiance was elegant, chic and warm.

The event kick started with an introduction by Mr.Abhay Kewadkar - Head UB - Four Seasons Wines and Chief Wine Maker. He chalked out general guidelines as to which wine should be paired with which type of cuisine. Spicy whites like Riesling goes well with spicy food which is typically Asian. Red wines are usually paired with food with red meat. But, he also said that as long as you enjoy your wine, you really do not have to care about what food pairs with which wine. That works for me just fine.

For the South Indian Vegetarian Cuisine which is pretty limited to Rice and its variations and also with variations of Sambar and Rasam, Rose' holds up well as it is semi-dry in nature.

Chief Chef Ranveer corroborated this information with some additional information. He invited us to cook Arancini, Sicillian stuffed rice balls and also Tuscan Lamb Raviolo, which we did with great enthusiasm. These were they served to us with Orange and Cherry Gastrique and it was just yummy.

                                 (Image Courtesy - MAARK)

The fun continued with Lebanese cuisine. Here, are pictures of some fun moments.

As one of my friends put it, it was a Sunday well spent with good food and fine wine and excellent company. I would like to thank GingerClaps and Four Seansons Wine for extending invitation to us.

SOAKED IN LOVE.

                                                                      (Google Image)


Killing me with silence,
Then with words
Cannot phantom this pain
Which is a source of joy
Makes me aware of
You being within me.
Dominating my waking hours
Seizing my dreams too
Drawing me and
Sucking me into you
Making me soak
Every bit of you
Until I can soak no more!!

This is for the Indiblogger The Surf Excel Matic #SoakNoMore contest. 
SoakNoMore

BLEMISHED.

They crop up like mushrooms
Some big, and some not so
At times impromptu...
Just when you have
A social engagement to attend
Wanting to look your best.
Blame it on age
Or easier still
Blame it on hormones errant
There is not age-bar
For these acne to erupt
And leave their mark behind!

For - G-man Friday Flash 55

FRIGID.

Pregnant pauses, thick yet comfortable
Eyes lock momentarily, empty glance
Words swallowed, muted babble
Everything so familiar, a routine dance
Each line on the face, every stance
The gestures that are made
The smiles bordering grimace
A decade together and the magic fades.

For - dVerse ~ Huitian Form