(For Writer's Island prompt The Return - go here)I loved it there I really did
The rush of excitement I would get
As I sat in front of my desk
I enjoyed every minute of my day.
Then I married and managed it all
Work, home, hearth and life
The fun never ceased,
Even when it moved across seas
And then I added another role
I chose to be a mother now
And this time when I went to work
I left my heart and mind at home
I rushed to work and rushed back home
I rushed in between to see my son
I got up early and slept so late
And yet my heart was never so light
And then one day I sat to think
To make meaning of my tangled life
And soon it all became clear
My priorities had shifted over the past year
I did what none thought I would
A first in my lie so far - I quit
Time ran by and I traveled afar
The wee little thing grew so tall
But through the years no regrets
I am glad I quit when I did!
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Thanks Sunday Scribblings for this prompt on Quitting.
Quitting my job has also led me to take up on my long forgotten hobby - Writing!!
They flow unchecked from a disorganized mind. So, I invite you to be the unforgiving critic and challenge my creativity. For whats life without a challenge?
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
The Journey Home
The sweltering heat, the rivulets of sweat
The humid air that hit my face
This is what greeted me first
As I walked off the airplane
The gushing crowds, the happy faces
Tired yet eager to be back home
Returning home from a distance
As the stealth of night crept around.
And as I entered the cities so merry
It seemed like there was always a fest
The colors so vibrant at every corner
The lilting music on every radio...
The sweet aroma of home cooked food
The rush of relatives far and near.
The children running between your feet
The spicy food that makes you weep.
The elephants decked up with cheer
The cows and calf's roaming near
The India of the villages so bright so dear
I lost myself in the beauty I fear
The time ran by as fast as it could
And soon I got back on the plane
To turn around and fly across miles
Back to my home away from home
Greeted by order and decorum I was
Of Subdued colors and muted voice
A contrast so vivid just miles apart
Yet there reigns a peace at heart
As the chaos kept me excited.
Glad to be back that I am
Yet it is with a heavy heart I return
From my sweet yet short vacation.
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I am also back from my break at Writer's Island. Its good to be back!!
This was my take on this week's prompt Return
(Pict Courtesy: www.takegreatpictures.com, www.photomediagroup.com)
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The humid air that hit my face
This is what greeted me first
As I walked off the airplane
The gushing crowds, the happy faces
Tired yet eager to be back home
Returning home from a distance
As the stealth of night crept around.
And as I entered the cities so merry
It seemed like there was always a fest
The colors so vibrant at every corner
The lilting music on every radio...
The sweet aroma of home cooked food
The rush of relatives far and near.
The children running between your feet
The spicy food that makes you weep.
The elephants decked up with cheer
The cows and calf's roaming near
The India of the villages so bright so dear
I lost myself in the beauty I fear
The time ran by as fast as it could
And soon I got back on the plane
To turn around and fly across miles
Back to my home away from home
Greeted by order and decorum I was
Of Subdued colors and muted voice
A contrast so vivid just miles apart
Yet there reigns a peace at heart
As the chaos kept me excited.
Glad to be back that I am
Yet it is with a heavy heart I return
From my sweet yet short vacation.
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I am also back from my break at Writer's Island. Its good to be back!!
This was my take on this week's prompt Return
(Pict Courtesy: www.takegreatpictures.com, www.photomediagroup.com)
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