Singapore Indian Fine Arts Society (SIFAS), a name synonymous with the Indian Classical Arts in Singapore and for me, with its current premises on Starlight Road. The opportunity to work for SIFAS, came to me when I had lost all hope, and was slowly losing my mind, due to the increasing restrictions and fears induced … Continue reading SIFAS – A Stroll down Memory Lane!
Life
Foggy Mornings
Of foggy mornings And cold climes, Of steaming cups, And shivering hands... Of chirping birds, And resting feet, Of growing plants, And savoring sweet. A dream so beloved, Of alluring sands, A home so desired, On distant lands. A life so claimed, For peace of mind, A bliss so deserved, For your loving kind.
Who Am I?
A person to love, A person to hate. A person to kill, A person to date. Who am I? A person so humble,A person so kind, A person so crazy, A person so blind. Who am I? An artist or a writer,A musician or an entrepreneur,A chef or a mother,A housewife or a business owner. … Continue reading Who Am I?
Anti-Leisure
What is the world,So full of care, That we have time, To stand and scare! Time to scold,Time to be bold, Time to grumble,And Time to crumble. But no time to see,The kindness, in her eyes, No time to see, the love, In his heart. What is this life, Just full of care, We have … Continue reading Anti-Leisure
Life with an Impossible Wife
What is this life? So full of strife, What is this life? With an impossible wife. The mornings are tense, The afternoons are mild, Evenings, you wonder, How best to smile. We fight, we scream, We accuse, we steam, We often behave Like actors on a TV screen. I am volatile, I am mad, I … Continue reading Life with an Impossible Wife
Oh, what is her name?
“Oh, what is her name?” I asked my friend, as our walk ended. We watched her amble away, past my tower, into the next one. “Shruti,” she replied. “Right!” I slapped my forehead in frustration. “I was wracking my brains, when I saw her join us for the last round. I have spoken to her … Continue reading Oh, what is her name?