We live in duality

birth and death

happiness, grief

Sunshine and darkness.



We accomplish much more

And adjust so little

Crib so much

but accept so little

Talk so much

and understand so little

Is there prosperity now

or is it loneliness

These little ironies of life……….nowadays.


The night was dark

Hardly a whisper

only the A/c spoke its rhythmic humdrum.

Sleep cradled me,

dreams nudged

I snuggled in my quilt.

When suddenly there was a movement

A shadow moved

I was wide awake

And then

‘Mamma are you awake?’


I had learnt once

the skin has layers.


Time has taught me life’s layers

A layer each of youth, middle age, old age

A layer of love, compassion, pride, humility

And lying within

Layers of envy, greed and ego.


Throughout the day

Layers emerge

Throughout a life span,

layers expose.


You become near,

You become far

As each layer plays its part.


Somewhere in some layer

You search yourself.


In which layer are you lost?

To my son-a repost

Re-posting an old poem of mine:

To My Son

My Son
An Extension of me,
With skin as soft as butter
And a Voice that warms my heart
Your cuddle that fulfils me
Your kiss that makes me yearn

The crinkle of your eyes
When you smile
Your mischievousness
Your laugh
everything has made your wait worthy

With you I discover life anew
The twitter of the birds
The thunder of the clouds
The twinkling of the stars
The warmth of the sun

The fun in building blocks
The fun in climbing the sofa
The fun of stomping of feet
The fun in blowing a water bubble
Everything so new so fresh

With you I take baby steps
Discover new joys
New surprises
Everything so enjoyable
So very perfect

You are my breath
My lifeline
My essence
The mere reason of my survival,
My soul, My son……

Times are a-changing

Times are a-changing


I am a homemaker now,

So I do the housekeeping

and then some chauffeuring

And some fixing too.


I am a guest now

not just a passenger

Which means I get a smile

And then I am left in peace.


I am a person now

Which means I can wink at male colleagues

And they in turn can back-slap me

And my husband can just shrug and leave.


I am not just a mother

But a friend too now

I just hope I remain amma

And not be called Reema.


Yes times are a-changing

A date

He came at the door

to bid someone goodbye.

I was there waiting,

He smiled at me,

I smiled back.

There were butterflies in my stomach

A quickening of heartbeat

My palms went wet

He gestured me to come in

I followed!!


😀 No dearies, I am not talking of a surreptitious valentine date……………



Just recounting a date with a ………Doctor 😉

Share the cheer

Spread the joy

Halve the pains

Aggregate the losses

Rouse the trodden

Embrace the fallen.


Try the silent

Hearten the crestfallen

Entertain the golden


Catch the brats

Have a toast

Entertain all

En masse and

Revivify all


this festive season.


I open a tab,

Search for news,

All safe?

Can we venture out?


uncertainty reigns,

Insecurity brims,

rumours are rife,

Everyone tries to live a normal life.


I shudder

Close my eyes

try to find a way

in my inner turmoil.


And then

realisation strikes

Amidst the chaos

Peace reigns.

They say, I say

They look at me and say,
What a dull life!!

Always calling out HIS name,
Rushing for HIS services whenever free
Attending sermons, classes

What a bore;
No fun!!

I look at them and say,
What a shallow life!!

Running for name, fame, money
Gossip, shopping, Party,
Trips, frolic.

Fun, maybe,
But oh, so momentary!!


When emotions run high
egos run higher
Good sense resigns,
misunderstandings galore,
What else can one do,
Except sit back
and hope for the best.