The Idea-smithy

This post written by Melody seems to have sparked off a storm in the desi blogging teacup. I’m coming in rather late (ah, Saks, don’t smirk at that!!) but I feel compelled to put in my two-bit worth for a lot of reasons.
1. I do have an opinion on this. And this involves three subjects [...]

It doesn’t take a lot to make me cry. It doesn’t take anything to make me cry. Because I don’t cry. No matter what, tears don’t happen for me. And yet I used to be a blubberer. No, not a blubberer…but someone whose tears would suddenly well up and just keep flowing silently, incessantly. Then [...]

When my words stop getting through to you
All I have left to express myself, is silence.

I’ve been breaking resolutions and rules and not feeling bad about them
I’ve been breaking resolutions and rules and not feeling GOOD about them
I’ve been the one doing the dumping the past few times
I’ve been checking if my shoelaces were tied more often than the state of my hair
I’ve been getting introduced to people as ‘Idea’ [...]

I was at the hospital last week. I didn’t schedule it well ahead on my calendar and keep looking at the date with gnawing hunger. I just picked up my bag at lunchtime and walked out after a brief word with my manager. I took a cab there, walked in, waiting for the appointment and [...]

He insisted,
I tell you I have the Midas touch!
She said,
I believe you. Only you are Midas in reverse.
You only touch that which is already gold.
He laughed. She did too.
She didn’t tell him she was thinking
Midas turned life into cold metal.
But you could bring gold back to life.

We are challenged by the audacity of our desires but also restricted by their focus.
 
Thank God then for life’s miracles…and its disappointments.

~o~