Monthly Archives: April 2015

Between the Sand and the Sea

FIVE PHOTOS FIVE STORIES: Day 5

Hi All! I would like to apologize to Umber for not completing the challenge consistently and on time. I have been missing in action for a few days since the viruses of common cold have found a comfortable shelter within me from quite a few days. Nevertheless, here is the last poem for the last day of the challenge. Lastly but not the least, I am honoured to be invited to join the FIVE PHOTOS FIVE STORIES challenge by Umber from The Summer Rain and I thank her for the kind gesture.

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Let yourself go,
Oh dear grainy friend,
Just sway away with me,
I’ll flow you to the other end

It’s an euphoria, O salty amigo!
It’s dancing all the way,
It’s letting my fears go,
Flowing with you all the way…

Let me take you on a thrill ride
Just on the banks, soft sand, you stay
I’ll rush in gushing tides
And pull you fast in all the way

The tidal games you play,
And the gurgling waves you make,
Makes me laugh and cry,
And me, to a different high you take…

Oh mighty Ocean,
Stretching far and wide
You hold me in, the smallest part of you,
But I carry you whole, within me you reside

You may carry me whole, in you I reside,
But I take you with me all the way
To be with you through the tide,
I make you in the bottom lay…

    ~sheetal@dreamingwordz.wordpress.com

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माझ्या गोब्ल्या गुब्बुटल्या…..

इवल्या इवल्या नाकावरती,
‘लागोबाचा’ शेंडा..अन,
‘गोब्ल्या गोब्ल्या’ गालामध्ये,
रुस्व्याचा फुग्गा..

ए, रागावलेल्या गोबऱ्या गुब्बुटल्या,
माझ्यावरचा राग जरा सोडशील का?
तुझी ‘श्वल्ग-नगली’ सोडून कधी,
मला ही मिठी तू मारशील का?

परी-ताईशी तू रोजच खेळतोस,
कधीतरी आईशीही खेळशील का?
लुटू लुटू पळून, खळ खळ खिद्ळून,
हळूच येउन घट्ट बिलगशील का?

खूप खूप खेळू, मज्जा मज्जा करू,
आईच्या हाताने पोटभर खाऊ,
चिऊताईचा घास भरवताना,
आईकडे गोड हसून बघशील का?

तुझी नी माझी जोडी घट्ट घट्ट करू,
बागेमध्ये जाऊ अन हत्तीवरती फिरू,
बाबाला घोडा करून टिकटाक टिकटाक करू,
गोल चक्कर झाली कि गोड पापा देऊ..

बाबाला रोज स्वप्नात भेटतोस बरा,
माझ्याशीच बरा तुझा अबोला का?
बाबाच दर्पण आहेस कि माझी तू छबी,
हे तरी मला कधी कळू देशील का?

झोपेची परी जेव्हा पापणीवर निजेल,
झोपायला मग मऊ कुशी लागेल,
तेव्हा तरी तुला आईची आठवण येईल का?
तेव्हा तरी, सांग ना, साद घालशील का?

                         ~शीतल @ dreamingwordz.wordpress.com

Invisible

FIVE PHOTOS FIVE STORIES: Day 4

I am honoured to be invited to join the FIVE PHOTOS FIVE STORIES challenge and I thank Umber from The Summer Rain for the kind gesture.

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Falling…disintegrating…melting
Being one with the world..
Being a part of the universe..
Or the universe in an atomic world…

To live in the eyes
To see never-seen colors and shapes,
To be the resonating drum in the ears
To hear never-heard sounds,

Just lie within the darkness,
Merging into the unknown oblivion
Or be the lamp in a sunny courtyard
Undetectable, whether off or on

To be the eyes of an eagle,
To be the treacherous slope of a mountain;
To be the moon-influenced crest of a wave,
To be a tree and read the memory of the leaves;

To live as an invisible parasite,
And feel much more than know;
To be an invisible soul pervading reality,
To hear and to whisper to another invisible soul…..


The Five Photos, Five Stories Challenge rules require you to post a photo each day for five consecutive days and attach a story to the photo.  It can be fiction or non-fiction, a poem or simply a short paragraph – it’s entirely up to you. 

Then each day, nominate another blogger to carry on this challenge.

Accepting the challenge is entirely up to the person nominated, Today I invite Prajakta from An Armchair Perfectionist  to join the challenge. 

Image Source: Google Images

                                                                                             ~sheetal@dreamingwordz.wordpress.com