Following my Gut

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Gut Feeling.”

When’s the last time you followed your instinct despite not being sure it was the right thing to do? Did it end up being the right call?

Oh I know the feeling – the gut feeling

Even as this very prompt , I am reading

So often as my heart and head debate

I can feel the logic and reason abate.


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Made It!

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Make It Anywhere.”


I guess for this post I have  no option  but to turn

To a place in time when there seemed to be no return

One in hand, one inside, as from patients and books

I learned to learn – the scorching pace, the tired looks

The hurried days, the ” all-nighters”, the missing meals

 Deadlines to meet, the travails and yes laughter peals

As I gladly  put  my aching  head to a  soft pillow

I would suddenly sit up and think a thought, mellow.


Had I felt the life inside today

Had I counted the kicks or

Had the hectic day robbed me 

Of savoring life that was going to be!

That made me think ever so often

“If I could make it here 

I’ll make it anywhere”

At last the day did come when

In my arms was a precious one

And a few days, nay, weeks later

A very  precious sheet of paper!!

My daughter born on 05 Oct 1998
My daughter born on 05 Oct 1998
My MD Certificate  1998
My MD Certificate 1998

If I can make it there, I’ll make it anywhere,” goes the famous song about New York City. Is there a place — a city, a school, a company — about which you think (or thought) the same? Tell us why, and if you ever tried to prove that claim.

Burnished to Tarnished

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “An Extreme Tale.”

“It was the Best of Times , It was the worst of times”

She, who was once Burnished Gold,

Today let her own sad story be told

Let tears, her eyes no longer can hold

Tell their story of love’s pain untold.


 The girl, she met her soul mate

 Together they defied all of fate.

 That kept them for eons, from the other, apart

Yes! They felt – they were never meant to part!


The love story over, her dear hero remembered a pledge

Made to another maiden, driving her now to the very edge !!

Alas! The gold that glittered and was ever Burnished

Now  looked dull and dark, sad and foreverTarnished !


The  very best of times and the very worst of times

Are for some unlucky souls, the very same times !

waiting girl

If Tomorrow comes

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Under the Snow.”

You were caught in an avalanche. To be rescued, you need to make it through the night. What thought(s) would give you the strength to go through such a scary, dangerous situation?

As on my cold and freezing bed I lie

My life flashes before my inward eye

I see me in a cozy house waving bye

To my mom as off to my school I fly

My sisters, my first best friends, and I 

Weaving together, a colored tapestry.

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A little Sparkle on a Still day

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Sparkling or Still.”

What’s your idea of a perfect day off: one during which you can quietly relax, doing nothing, or one with one fun activity lined up after the other? Tell us how you’d spend your time.

Why oh why do I have to choose?

Can’t I just let my mind run loose?

Sometimes let it sparkle , sometimes still

Sometimes exotic, sometimes run of mill.

My idea of a perfect day, if I can have my way

From madding crowds , is to be far far away

On a rainy mushy day, give me a cozy corner

Some munchies, lotsa books and a crooner.

I am quite  happy on my ownsome

Even if  it may make me  lonesome.

Quiet companions – my phone and laptop

All this and I’ll be happy even on a rooftop.

But there are days when I want friends and fun

Where my voice can drown even that of a gun.

So my moody mind does the  final choosing

Of Sparkling days or still  waters- what’s amusing.


Hello, Life!
Hello, Life!

Key to A Heart

An old post recycled…..will be back later


Today’s prompt: Secret

GOLDEN KEY : You’ve been given a key that can open one building, room, locker, or box to which you don’t normally have access. How do you use it, and why?


Have been thinking and thinking,

Cannot think of a single thing

As the DP suggests, I want to open best 

WordPress may joke may say it  in jest!

If any building, room, box or any locker

Has a treasure not meant for my rocker

I want no part of it , so goes my own ditty ,

I have no want for any more in my kitty!

Now wait – if the key opened a troubled mind

Or a beautiful heart – Ah That, I would call a find !!

No diamonds, no rubies, no silver or gold 

The wonder or joy for me, can ever hold,

That comes with lifetime friendships

With real, honest n deep relationships .

So, give me a key that I may unlock your mind

Such a key would I call “golden” and ever bind!

The Wait

waiting girl

I wait for a word you never can say

I wait for a sign keeping fears at bay

I wait on a road you never take

I wait for a call you never make

I wait for a love that maybe,never was

I wait for a message, just because

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Blast from the Past

Trio No 4: Today you can write about anything, in whatever genre or form, but your post must include a speeding car, a phone call, and a crisp, bright morning.


Sunday morning, up with the lark

Off I went to take a walk in the park!

The sun was up white and shining

On a clear crisp and bright morning!

“Trring trrring” went my faithful ol’ phone

” Hi, remember me ?” said a deep baritone!

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Contrast – Chalk n Cheese

Todays Daily Prompt: Contrast


What do I say ? Where do I begin?

As into today’s Daily Post I log in….


I love the late, late night, he’s into early morning

I love an evening at home, he loves his partying!

I love visiting the past, all the sugar and the spice

He loves remembering only the part that’s nice!


I love shopping and malls – My idea of weekend fun,

Alas – To him, its akin holding to his head, a gun!

I love guides, books n Knick knacks at a popular spot

A waste, says he –  will you ever open all that you got?


My cupboard overflowing, yet I have “no clothes to wear”

By his comfy old shirts and suits, he will always swear! 

Save for a rainy day, says me, invest and look to the future,

Live for the present, says he, the future’s not ours to nurture!


I make and break and remake – “Flexible” decisions are my hallmark

While, once taken, they’re “His” to stand by, right or wrong, light or dark!

Together we have traveled more than half my life,

The wind beneath my wings, to whom, I am a wife!


Mars N Venus, Chalk and cheese – we may well be

But for the life and family we have thankful I’ll ever be!

Green is togetherness
Green is togetherness

Woof ! Woof!!

Return Address: Yesterday, your pet/baby/inanimate object could read your post. Today, they can write back (thanks for the suggestion, lifelessons!). Write a post from their point of view (or just pick any non-verbal creature/object).

This was my post :


“I still remember the day I came home.

I felt loved at the tumultuous welcome! “


“I was so timid withdrawn and shy

Was unaware of the bonds I would tie”

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