There are straight lines
There are curves
In some places there are dents
Yet it’s complete
In the curves blend mine
My extensions fill the dents
Like yours mine
If I look from the sides
There is no shape
When I look from the top
It’s a perfect circle
Like the sun
Or the moon
Or the eyes
Of anything perfect
Of Us!!
If you want to group them into years
Then it’s been three years
But the loss felt each day
Is the same
Has it diminished?
Atleast by a bit?
I would know
Only when
I can believe that she’s left
On her own independent journey
To fly across the skies
To climb the the highest mountains
To run with able legs
While I go on
Emotionally
Disabled.
His arms carried me as a baby
His arms bore the weight of my education
His heart celebrated my every success
His heart cried at my loss
His legs walked for miles for me to stand straight
His legs stopped for me to catch up
His eyes saw the now and fretted tomorrow
His eyes dreamt of my tomorrow
His words cautioned me of the world
His words strung a thousand stories for me
He is
My hero.
I saw this feature on TimesNow about nude models. These are women who earn their living by posing nude for artists. Artists and students of art paint these women in nude to learn anatomy, muscle structure etc. The women who featured in the video talk about how they felt awkward initially but soon understood that nudity is in the eyes of the beholder. One woman says the body is going to be burnt or buried anyways so what difference does it make. Another woman has kept this from get children while she uses the money she earns from this to feed her children.
I was initially shocked when I saw the feature. This was my first reaction. As I progressed through the video I was amazed at the outlook of these women. They may not be educated in schools and colleges but they have wisdom. At the end of the day it’s the food you put on your family’s plate, the shelter you provide that matters.
I did have a question though. Would these artists have the women in their house pose nude for learning art? Probably not. I read a few comments beneath the feature and didn’t see this perspective. You can call me a feminist but why not the women in your house. I have no disrespect to these women. I respect every person who works without cheating another, to earn a livelihood. I even respect that strata of women who earn money for sex. I despise the P word used to categorize these women. Every person is where they are because that’s where they are meant to be. If they are meant to be elsewhere those paths will open for them.
Watching this video was an eye opener for me. I never know that people lived this way. These women have husbands who support them. Broad mindedness for sure doesn’t come with school education.
Respect to these women and partially to the men. Partially so because they can see art as art but at the same time have to seek art outside their homes.
The stars shine
In yonder skies
The lights strung
For miles
Oh the din
Of the music
Strumming tunes
An unsynched orchestra
Bodies moving
In all ways
Swaying with the breeze
There is no route
There is no rhythm
Your heart leading the way
Are people talking?
Yes, not to you
Are people walking?
Yes, not with you
Is it the bird
I saw this evening
Or are these my wings
Spread out
I’m on the ground
Yet in the sky
Not one face
Familiar
Not one word
Familiar
In this jungle
Of people
Of music
Of lights
I’m
Lost!
Not very often life presents you with a completely new set of choices. It retains the long and important relationships but everything else gets a reboot. The place you live in changes overnight. The building you call home changes to new walls, paint and furniture. Suddenly there are a whole set of people you meet to form new relationships. People you have never seen before, people you never knew existed until today. Your life mingles and meshes with theirs, even for a day, a few months and sometime years.
You tread new paths, intersections, turns. You are wading in new waters, swimming to new shores. All this happens just when you think that yes, now I can sit back and relax.
The most curious and aaha moment for me in this whole ordeal is meeting new people. After a few days you feel did you already know them, in another life maybe.. As you get to know people you hear their stories and are indirectly connected to a lot of people in their lives.
Change is inevitable, is a basic characteristic of life, and comes at a time when you are unprepared. But in each change when we are able to see it’s beauty, essence and it’s fitment in our life, the whole diversion makes sense.
In new waters.. I wade..
indupatikkal 