Myriad Musings

Travel

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I never understood why travel was so hep. Is it hip? Whatever the kids are calling it nowadays.

Don’t get me wrong. I relish new experiences to the core. But, I don’t need travel to feel that high.

Learning a skillset that takes five minutes, fondly gazing at the patterns the sun makes on the greenery and creating art give me that high.

Accomplishing a goal and hearing a refreshing perspective puts me on cloud nine. Maybe I’m easy to please.

Travel is associated with exoticism. Nature and culture can be found closer to home if you watch with a painter’s gaze and a poet’s soul.

The most precious thing about travel to me is uninterrupted time with your friends or family. This, I agree with, if you commit to going Wi-Fi free.

My concern is that most people I’ve spoken to, seem to equate travel with an escape. I think time, energy and money are better spent fixing your day-to-day life over planning fancy vacations.

I’d take an escape if my world would turn topsy-turvy while I’m away. But, when I return, my mess is still mine to clean up and I find that nothing has changed.

While weekends are precious, let’s create Monday mornings that make us look forward to the wonders weekdays can bring.

So, the next time you travel, ensure that you soak in that novel adventure, without worrying about being insta perfect.

The next time you long for travel, remember that there are multiple adventures hovering around you waiting to be experienced.

Copyright © Roshni Ramanan

 

 

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Myriad Musings

What to blog on?

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As regular bloggers, we’ve all had moments when we’ve put pen to paper or fingers to keyboard, utterly clueless as to what to blog on.

Let me weigh my options :

Dabbling in the French Dizain or the Korean Sijo, for foreign always equals exotic, and poetry is no exception to the rule.

Delving deep into unfamiliar territory: perhaps, a horror story, with a twist. How about an innocent exposition, supernatural action and a scientific denouement?

Exploring themes that are plausible only in the canvas of imagination. Parallel worlds, reversal of history and defying the laws of nature.

Expressing a controversial opinion. A niggle that has bothered you, and only you, finally set free for strangers to peek.

Carving a genre, a pattern to serve your needs, for all that has come before us has been engineered by a mind. Why not be an architect instead of an imitator?

Testing the waters with a form your audience is unaccustomed to. Either you’re in for a surprise and your readers are thrilled or you’re thrilled to speak to a wider audience.

Finding a purpose. Write for the readers’ joy, moralise, inspire or obfuscate. Direct your nib at hearts or shoot at minds.

In all honesty, it matters not what we write on, as long as we keep the ink flowing.

Copyright © Roshni Ramanan

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Poetry

Punctuate me: Poem

To think I’d been
living punctuation-free!

Like a comma,
you reminded me that
I need to break but
there’s more to the story

Like an exclamation point,
you stood next to me
at gasp-inducing moments

Like a semi-colon,
you added a dramatic pause
making me expectant
of what’s to come

Like a colon,
you foreshadowed my entry
into lists unknown

Like a question mark,
you challenged me
to look for answers

Like a hyphen,
you entwined me with
other free spirits

Like a bracket,
you closed certain
chapters for good

Like an apostrophe,
you balanced my omissions

Like quotation marks,
you highlighted my
shining moments

Like an ellipsis,
you always left behind
a trail of suspense

Copyright © Roshni Ramanan

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Childhood: Poem

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Blowing soap baubles

Making shadows partners

for pretend fun

Whipping my hair

to the wind’s rhythm

Whether its night or day

as long as its time for play

Giggling at voiceless jokes

Whispering secrets to

imaginary friends

Building utensil mansions

cardboard palaces

Tracing marker routes

to a treasure island

Only one world exists

your own

every resident a friend

Living a fairy tale

What a privilege it is

to be a child

in an adult’s world

Dedicated to the child in every adult 

Copyright © Roshni Ramanan

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