Sunday, January 18, 2009

Monday, January 12, 2009

A fine balance

A heavy feeling on my mind,
things are not going where they should be.
Yet, I am the one to blame...
coz, I know the rules of the game.
Why I play it on my terms,
and feel bad, when there is a setback?
I am the master of my own destiny,
maintaining a fine balance where there isn't any.

Sunday, January 11, 2009

My cribs about my city

I have a blog specifically to crib about my favorite city, Kolkata It is not being pinged by Technoratti. I believe that is probably because it has not gained popularity.
See it here My cribs about Kolkata

Creativity and Toothpaste

I have undertaken this awesome resolution of managing all four of my blogs and have planned to undertake atleast one post every week. Now that is a tough assignment on myself ... don't believe that creativity is like toothpaste: it's not that you press the tube ... and voila ... out comes .... no not the toothpaste ... the blog post.

As I have this new zeal of popularizing and publishing my blogs, I was looking around to see what others are doing. I saw that very few blogs have original content. Don't know whether I will have the same fate... the very reason all my juices had dried up, though I had been one of the first kids (read man) on the blogosphere, blogging away since 2005, (Earlier I used to blog on rediff, which I lost contact with) I have not created much content till date.

See, I have been posting meaningless stuff in this blog since I resurrected it from the ashes this year. The poet in me is hiding away, from the tasks of a demanding job, a wife, an infant, mother, family, photography, books, games and other activities with which I cram my days. The prose writer in me is hammering away in the keyboard, but really not sure what kind of "toothpaste" coming out.

Saturday, January 10, 2009


I think I am creative. It is manifested by the fact that I try to write poetry, prose, photography, painting, etc... The problem is that with creativity comes fickleness... the poet within me stopped working in 2007. After a small lapse, the photographer took over, which explains the big gap in my posts for this particular blog.
This year, I have planned to make amends. While the poet is stubborn and moody, refusing to pen out even a single line, the prose writer must take over.
Lets see how this goes this year. In the meantime, you can visit my photo blog.