Tuesday, December 28, 2010

A little more

We are but of another clime, I know,
And everywhere I go
The trees, they whisper -
So are the seasons four!

But the seasons they tend,
To have their own way.
Sometimes I wonder,
How do they blend?

The dry winter leaves
Then fly gently at my feet.
Reminding me of the winding winds,
In between the seasons that weave.

How do you do it?
I ask the wind,
Have a little more faith,
Use all your might to cast away doubt,
He said, more importantly,
Dream, but a little more

And my hope, little heaves,
And I smile...
Dream, but a little more.

© Shilpa Maiya

Thursday, December 16, 2010

A guide for grown-ups

All I said was "I don't enjoy my office"

"So stay at home" came the reply from my 10 year old neighbour.

Have I grown up to become weird like them?

Hmm...

Thursday, December 9, 2010

Year Three

Its been three years since I began writing this blog. Sure, I've been very irregular with my posts. I began writing when I lived in Ahmedabad, sometime in Nov 2007, as a way to pass time after work or during the weekends. It was a way to tell my mother a couple of my stories, the people I meet, work etc. That was a time when I never told people I wrote. I was in my closet. Over the years, I have had some of my friends read what I wrote, some happened to just come across it. I remember receiving e-mails from friends telling me that I shouls continue writing, be it good or bad. I take the oppurtunity to thank K, VS, G, CA, AC and others for encouraging me (you better know who the initials stand for!).

I began with the name 'Ithaca' for the love of a story (Since I am not adding links to this post, I suggest you go through the blog archive). But since the story remained incomplete I dropped the name Ithaca. Today, its just 'Tales from nowhere'.

I still think 'Knitting words', 'Cutting Chai' and 'Its Raining Men' are the best posts I have written. But the blog with the most comments is 'On the streets'. On a serious note, I also wrote '61 years and still counting'  which unfortunately did not get many comments, except from one great friend. 'And they lived happily ever after' was a post where I tried to write on how we instill notions into children and how reality is actually different. 'What makes me ''me' was a way of thanking my friends for being around and giving me lessons that I needed at during a particular moment. I am not sure what it means to you, but to me, it was a way of telling my friends 'thanks for being around and lending a helping hand'.

I didn't write very actively during the second year, I guess boredom caught me - I am not sure now, may be it was something else. I have never ever published my poems online, simply because I wasn't comfortable with the idea.Finally I shed my inhibitions and wrote '3 yardsticks' and the 'Shepard's Woes', but I am still not sure I am comfortable with the idea of putting up my poems on the world wide web.

Finally, the most interesting event this year: I went online with my paintings! And I feel fantastic! I have been a little slow on that front, yet - its still something.

At the end of three years, all I want to say its that between 2007 and 2010 - I still had to find inspiration to write. The only thing that has changed is my salary! So Keep reading. And a big Thank You.