Preeta's Space

The Silver Oak

2012-02-05T17:53:00.000+05:30

A dew washed morning,
The last whiffs of Winter, still unyielding,
Even as Spring readies itself,
To cast around its Midas touch,
And paint the sprawling hillside lush,
A reckless riot of colours.
Dainty sunshine, playfully dancing,
On dew drops cradled by the grass,
Pageants of butterflies, on scaffolds of flowers,
And adorning the fresco, like a masterstroke,
Its virgin buds raring, to burst into blossom,
Is the regal, sublime Silver Oak.

2011-12-31T17:16:00.002+05:30

All I want, is a smile,
To play on your lips,
Not just when I'm around,
But even, when I'm not,
And if the tears, feel hard to stop,
Place your hand, over your heart,
And know that I've been,
There all the while,
And even through the tears, you'll see,
Finding its way to your lips,
Is a tiny little...smile.

Toothless Smile

2011-10-30T16:54:00.004+05:30

You snuggle into my arms,

And flash at me, that impish grin,

I feel my heart flutter within;

Your tiny nose crinkles up,

And I catch that twinkle in your eyes,

My heart, it now soars to the skies;

Your gurgles and your oohs and ahhs,

And that oh, so charming, toothless smile,

Reassure me everyday,

That life is beautiful and worthwhile.

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I bury my head in your lap,

Lovingly, you stroke my hair,

I forget all worry and care;

And so it has been all this life,

My burdens that you shouldered, forever with grace,

I see them now, in the lines on your face;

In the silver of your hair, in the gray of your eyes,

And in that angelic toothless smile,

I see all the love I need,

To run yet another mile.

Comments from Muse India:

Dear Preeta, Your verse is engaging. The images are refreshing. Infants and their smile give us happiness beyond words. I liked this very much. Hope, your days are gleeful with your little prince. Regards.

K Pankajam, Chennai
Oct 18, 2011

Lovely Poem, Preeta. I could easily relate this with the activities of my daughter, Tanmayi when she was an infant of 60 days old...the portrayed images are very refreshing.

Ramesh Anand, Malaysia
Oct 17, 2011

Life is indeed worthwhile with the toothless smiles around.....thanks for sharing this.

Hema Ravi, Chennai
Oct 17, 2011

Reassure me everyday,

That life is beautiful and worthwhile... what a preeti pure feeling in poem.. so nice

There is no other way than to reassue

life is so lovely and hence to be made sure

I confidently look towards and offer a smile

you may be joyous and happy meanwhile

love is such a beautiful thing to feel

it is never dying feeling still

you may feel it often and quite close

if trust and confidence repose

hasmukh mehta, Ahmedabad
10/16/2011

Preeta, what a beautiful composition! You have attained a 'motherly peak' to script this divine poem.

Kumarendra Mallick, Houston
Oct 17, 2011

A beautiful motherly affection and love expressed with infant like simplicity and full of realism. I liked the verse much, Preeta, best wishes.

V Ramabrahmam, Pondicherry
Oct 16, 2011

The Emperor's Dance

2011-08-21T14:19:00.006+05:30

I feel on top of the world, the words echoing in my mind,
“You dance like a dream…” “Grace personified…”
My heart swells with pride;
I’m oblivious to the overcast sky, and to the gathering clouds,
Still full of myself, recalling the applause,
A rumble in the skies jolts me to the present,
It is then, that I sense the excitement,
In the heady fragrance in the breeze, and the murmur of the trees,
In the chirping of the birds, as they return to their abodes,
All around me, I sense anticipation,
As if, the Universe is in preparation,
Of what………….I wonder?

And then I witness his grand entry,
Head held high, gait befitting his royalty,
Resplendent in robes of blue and green,
The murmur, the chirping, they all die down,
And the first drops from heaven fall to the ground;
I see him starting to tap his feet,
The plumes now beginning to shiver,
As the drops now come down quicker,
He does a perfect pirouette, as I stare wide-eyed,
And spreads out the plumes, I’m mesmerized;
He sways, he dances, moves perfectly timed,
To the rhythm of the falling rain,
The chirping, the murmur, they begin again,
They build up, and now reach a crescendo,
I stand rooted, drenched from head to toe,
The lights, the drums from the Heavens above,
And on the Earth, a stage so pristine,
In the dancer, a grace, a divinity unseen,
The courtesans, now without restrain, they sing,
For today, the dancer is none other than the King,
Today, he dances, One with the Universe,
A celestial marvel, divine and glorious,
“You dance like a dream”, so meaningless the words seem,
“Grace personified”, so misplaced was my pride;
Blessed am I, to behold you, O Supreme Dancer,
I bow before you, O King, O Emperor.

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Comments from http://www.museindia.com/viewrep.asp?id=37137

And on the Earth, a stage so pristine, in the dancer, a grace, a divinity unseen, >>>> Oh, so lovely and nearly divine... loved it

Only responded to call forever
As an duty of courtesan or dancer
Who finds best tune from the nature
Dances to the best of ability for sure

No perfection is founding human being
Not even man in street or adoring the place as king
Only you dance to the tune of almighty
Show to the world you can do it in its nicety
Hasmukh Mehta, AhmedabadAug 22, 2011

Ms Preeta Chandran, The remarks at the end of the poem are not necessary. Please delete them. They kill the heights of emotion a reader reaches after reading your poem. If one can't understand who the Emperor is at the end of the poem with such brilliant exposition as yours ... with an excellent beginning, a dramatic contrast for effect and the catharsis... he will never. There is great poetic craft in your poem. This is one of the best poems I read of late. My hearty congratulations to you for an excellent poem. best regards,
NS Murty, BangaloreAug 22, 2011

A very fine description of natural beauty of the dance. Liked it much Preeta, best wishes.
V Ramabrahmam, PondicherryAug 21, 2011

I could see the wonderful vivid images while reading your lovely poem! with regards,
Shigufta Hena Uzma, PatnaAug 21, 2011

Lightning, blitzkrieg, terrible thunder
I fear and hide Rain cover under.
Peacocks undaunted dance and dance
Life really is a farce!
U K Atiyodi, Kandangali, Payyanur 670307Aug 21, 2011

nicely written, the poem kept interest throughout.
rm shanmugam chettiar, chennaiAug 21, 2011

It is time...

2011-07-06T11:43:00.003+05:30

Confined to the hospital bed,
I breathe fear, anger, dread,
Eyes brimming with unsolicited tears,
Mind reliving a turbulent year,
The road has been rough, the journey tough,
Few peaks...and countless troughs.

Heart shutting away the sounds of a bell,
Chiming in the ancient temple,
The endless prayers, the incessant chants,
The priest's words, the crowds rants,
Now, a strain of melodious songs,
A corner of the heart, now slowly longs,
To open up, let in His radiant light,
To hold His hand, trust Him to guide.

Once again, I hear the bells chime,
And somehow, I just know it's time,
To let The Light dispel the fears,
To let The Hand wipe away my tears,
Breathe hope, let go, and look ahead,
Forget the pain, the anger, the dread...

With tears once again - this time, of gratitude,
I thank Him - for getting me safely to the hospital bed.

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Lend Wings to My Dreams

2011-06-22T13:26:00.004+05:30

I look up at the skies,
With longing in my eyes,
Searching...
Ahh! There...I see my friends,
And I dream once again,
Of conquering the heavens,
Behind these bars, my wings ache,
For the flight that they long to take,
I pray to Him for a kind soul,
To come my way and open the door,
Set me free from these iron beams,
And lend wings to my dreams.

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Oh God, I am in love!

2011-05-30T18:36:00.006+05:30

I take him into my arms,
And the world around me, fades into oblivion,
I ache all over and pull him closer,
Little fingers curl around mine,
In a moment so eternally divine,
Perfect little eyes and nose,
Perfect little fingers and toes,
The heartbeat, the rhythmic breath,
A lease of life, sprung from my own womb,
And I think again,
That all the pain,
Has been worth it,
If there's pure bliss, it is this, it is this, and it is this,
Oh God! I am in love...smitten...besotted.
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Happy Birthday, Krishna

2010-09-02T17:51:00.003+05:30

Happy Birthday, dear Krishna, my friend, philosopher, guide,
My protector, my companion, always by my side;
You've been there for me ever since I remember,
In you I've found a sibling, an elder brother,
Walking along with me when life is a bed of roses,
When the path is strewn with thorns, carrying me on your shoulders,
Playing silly pranks on this little sister of yours,
Holding my hands when I feel scared and lost,
Listening to my complaints, always with a smile,
Even when I've been unreasonable all the while,
Watching over me, even as I peacefully sleep,
Knowing that my little secrets safely you will keep,
Your janamdin dear Gopala, is a special occasion for me,
Please accept this little gift of love on Janmashtami.

The Canvas

2010-08-28T21:51:00.009+05:30

A shroud of grey on the canvas above,
Bringing forth showers of blessings and love,
The sleeping earth springing to life,
A million greens coming alive.

Shyly peeping from behind the shroud,
Mustering courage, and stepping out,
A smile spreading, one end to the other,
A royal welcome, a garland of seven colours.

Slowly the canvas, changing again,
Strokes of white, rising up like waves.
Expanses of blue, like the seas below,
Splashing over to a grey sea shore.

Suddenly, a million hues of red,
Yellows and saffrons, carelessly painted,
Peaches and pinks, splashed recklessly across,
Behold! The masterpiece of them all.

Finally, the Artist covers the canvas,
With a black veil decked with gems and studs,
A new day will dawn, and yet more new art,
And new masterstrokes to bewitch the heart.

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Taken from my Bberry during a walk in the park on a beautiful monsoon evening, which also inspired this poem

The Pine

2010-02-07T22:43:00.006+05:30

Lone, solitary, tall, and majestic,
The Pine stands there, looking so proud,
The sky above, the hills beyond,
And caressed gently by a cloud.

As I look out of the arched window,
I think she looks beautiful and fine,
Without a care in the world, she stands,
And I realize, I so envy the pine.

Swaying gently, she flirts with the wind,
And romances the golden morning rays,
She lets the dew drops kiss her gently,
And tantalizes the sky with her charming ways.

And suddenly, I realize, I too can be free,
I'm a prisoner, a slave, only to my thoughts,
My soul, can it be chained, if it refuses to be?
I open the door, and then, I step out.

I spread out my arms and look up at the sky,
The sun now smiles warmly at me,
A song fills my heart, a light, my soul,
I dance with the universe, to the eternal melody.

Nature's Music

2009-01-25T16:44:00.019+05:30

With the first rays of the sun,

Begins nature's symphony, her song,

Chirping happily, as birds welcome the dawn,

And the larks and the cuckoos sing along.

The melodious notes of the nightingale,

So pleasant, so beautiful, and oh! so fresh,

Stirring within me something humane,

Some feelings, unknowingly put to rest.

The twitter of a sparrow, or the cackle of geese,

The quacking of ducks, or the cock's waking call,

The cawing of crows, the humming of bees,

The gurgling sound of a waterfall.

With the first drops of rain,

Peacocks dance to nature's tunes,

Once dry rivers, now gurgling, their musical strain,

The murmur of trees in a breeze so cool.

The cuckoo announcing the arrival of Spring,

The gifted musician in Queen Earth's court,

The Queen she praises, in a voice so charming,

Or perhaps, she signs of the glory of God.

In a peaceful, cloudless, moonlit night,

The musicians all go to rest;

And all around descends a quiet,

That again they may strive to give their best.

And day after day, year after year,

Eagerly, I switch on to nature's music,

And howsoever much of it I hear,

It seems ever new, ever fresh, and ever unique.

Untitled

2009-01-19T16:46:00.011+05:30

Moist is the grass, on a winter morn,
But moist still, are the eyes that mourn,
Deeper than the deepest of oceans,
Is the sorrrow of a being, forlorn.

Echoing neither far, nor deep,
Silently, that Soul weeps,
Those tears could melt the stoniest of hearts,
But peacefully, the rest of mankind sleeps.

And so it is, year after year,
With no one to wipe away those tears,
For happier times of days gone by,
Are but today, just memories dear.

And howsoever wretched life may seem,
There is no choice but to strive alone,
For, though one life today may end,
Life, will yet, go on and on.

Beauty

2008-12-09T20:20:00.004+05:30

Beautiful is the dark night,
Black, as black, as ravens,
Bathing by the twinkling light,
Spreading over the heavens.

Beautiful are the morning rays,
And the glistening dew drops,
The end of darkness in which the world lay,
And the dawn of ever new hopes.

Beautiful is the vast blue sea,
With mysteries hidden down below,
Sometimes a picture of tranqulity,
Sometimes in a rough and turbulent throw.

Beautiful is life, a gift of God,
He can appreciate it, who has flair,
To admire a delicate petal of rose,
Or the cascade of a maiden's hair.

Just One Life...

2008-12-07T16:28:00.007+05:30

Everyday, the sun sets,
Everyday, it does rise,
But is there a dawn,
After the dusk of life?
For all I know, I have, but one life to live,
Just one life to love, just one life to give,
A few smiles, a kind word, or perhaps a work of art,
A warm hug to comfort a broken heart,
So that, in the world, when I am no more,
My memories it may fondly cherish,
To live fully, not merely exist,
Living a meaningful life, is all I wish.

Rendezvous with...Aliens!!!

2008-08-15T15:56:00.009+05:30

Tut tut cackle cackle....jibber jabber. I woke up to a cacophony of noises. Something didn't seem right. I turned to my side...but hey, this didn't feel like my bed. It was a cold, hard surface. Alarmed, I quickly popped myself into a sitting position. And then, my hands and feet turned cold. I found myself looking around at a sea of weird faces...hell...not just faces, but weird, stick-like figures. The cacophony had died down, replaced by an eerie silence, and a hundred eyes staring at me through pointed, bony faces.

One of them stepped forward and addressed me. "Cackle cackle stat jabber." I shuddered, and edged backwards. Reality now dawned on me. I was in the midst of about fifty creatures with two stick-like legs and two creeper-like arms, pointed faces, and bodies that seemed to be made of a green jelly-like substance. They were, no doubt, aliens!

"Do you speak English?"...the creature who had just addressed me a minute back said. I felt almost relieved. And impressed. After all, he...or she...I settled on "it"...after all, "It" must be civilized, if It speaks English, I decided.

"Ye..es", I said, some of my courage returning. Suddenly, there was clapping all around. "Good, now we can communicate, " said It. I saw, what seemed like a smile, on their faces. Must have been a smile...cos their oval shaped mouths seemed slightly open, and they seemed to be nodding their heads in an approving manner.

I ventured to edge forward a little, to get a better look. Hell... there were no teeth! None of them had any teeth!
Now, curiosity took over and replaced fear. "How do you eat?" I asked them.
Silence. Gosh...had I gone too far?
"We don't eat...we Absorb." "We absorb energy from our surroundings."
Oh, like in Koi Mil Gaya...I thought, and nodded to indicate that I understand.

In my fear, I had not yet taken a look at my surroundings. Curiosity further building up, I started looking around. Ok, I seemed to be in some sort of a super-large room. There was a strange green light all around, and huge metallic structures! Several of them were saucer-shaped, with lights all over them. There were also robot-like things stationed all around.

I must admit I was impressed. These aliens seemed an advanced sort, absorbing energy to live , and making such huge metallic structures. And then, they did speak English.

Suddenly, a tiny little creature showed up from behind It. "Oooh...an aliennnn...", the creature squealed.

"What???" I said, taken aback at being addressed thus. "YOU are an alien...not ME!"
Giggles all around. It took charge. "Listen, for us, you are an alien...you are not like any of us, and you come from another planet." It turned towards the creature who had called me alien, and said, "That's an Earthling." The creature started clapping and prancing around.

Now I was getting irritated. Alien. Earthling. What the hell...I always thought I was a human being! Anger gave me further courage. "Ok, where am I? And why did you bring me here? And, for God's sake, how did you bring me here? I don't remember the journey from my cosy little house to this Goddamn place!!"

"Don't use abusive words." Now, this was a creature sitting next to It.

I looked straight into this one's eyes, not betraying any signs of fear. "Ok, sorry. But could you please answer my questions? You've brought me here without my consent. So you owe me an answer," I said, quite amazed at my own guts.

"Well, that's not entirely true. We didn't exactly bring you here without your wish."

Now I was zapped. "What do you mean?"

"Well, a couple of days ago, you were talking to a friend of yours, a male earthling. You did say to him that you want to meet an extra-terrestrial."

I was shocked. Yes, I had indeed said so to a friend. I cursed that moment. How I wished I had wished for something else. If only I knew how quickly my wish of that moment was going to come true.

"Well, that was a joke. Please answer my questions." I could be quite stubborn. And I was going to show it to these aliens.

Now, a slightly scholarly looking creature stood up. "We've brought you here as part of our ongoing research on Earthlings, and how they are different from us. We can't tell you where you are or who we are; we don't want Earthlings to discover us...atleast not now."

"But I know about you now." And then, fear started returning. Obviously they knew I could narrate this episode. And obviously, they would do what they could to prevent me from doing that. Oh hell, what were they going to do to me? And they had said "ongoing" research...so there must be others like me who had been brought here...what had their fate been?

And then, this scholarly looking creature produced two long knife-like things. "We brought you here to understand the Earthling's digestive system. We want to be prepared, just in case...". It didn't complete the sentence, but I understood everything I needed to. We Earthlings...uhh...shucks...human beings...were under constant surveillance. These creatures knew all about us, our lives, our technology, and perhaps...I shuddered to think...our weaknesses too.
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If this was not scary enough, the creature now brought the knife-like things closer. I started screaming. "No...please...don't...don't cut me up. I am a bad case for a study on the digestive system...mine is rather weak, you see. I am constantly on antacids and anti spasmodics."

"We don't need to cut you up. These antennae have captured all the images we needed", the creature said, waving the knife-like things.

I can't tell you how relieved I was. And much as I hate to admit, once again, impressed. Obviously, these knife-like things were some advanced technology too.

I don't know how much time had passed...and there seemed to be nothing resembling a clock around. I asked the one most important question on my mind. "Will you send me back to Earth?"
There was a cacophony of noises again. The same cackle...not English.

One of them turned to me. "Why do you want to go back?"

"What the hell," I shouted. "I don't belong here! I have a family, I have friends...I HAVE to go back."

"They'll miss you for a few days, and then they'll forget. They'll get on with their lives. Isn't that how you Earthlings deal with death too? Here, we don't let our folks die. We have conquered death. Here, we don't kill each other, which by the way, still remains a mystery to us...why do you Earthlings kill your own kind? We know a lot about you, but this remains a mystery."

I was amazed at the profundity and the truth of what the creature had just said. These were an intelligent...and at that moment I felt...a sensitive race. But then, what did I care? My arguments seemed weak...but I had to continue to fight because inspite of the horrid picture they had just painted about my planet, Earth was where I belonged. And I had to get back.

Suddenly, involuntarily, I started crying. Big tears rolled down my cheeks. "Please...send me back."

The cackle again.

Then, It stepped forward again. "Ok. We will. We never hurt any Earthling. Several of your folks are now part of our race, by their own choice. They chose not to go back. They liked it here...our peaceful way of living. But you can go back. We respect your wishes."

Oh...they were just so nice! I was touched. Not only did they not hurt people...they actually were moved by tears! "Thank you" I said, with a lot of feeling.
"But first, we will need to perform an Obliterati on you."
"A what???"
"An Obliterati. Partial memory wiping. So that you don't remember this encounter. We do it when we bring people here, and then, when we send them back."
"Oh...thats why I don't remember how I got here," I said.
"Correct. "

Suddenly, all was darkness.

"Trinnn, trinnn". Uhh...isn't that my alarm going? I fumbled around for my mobile, found it under my pillow, and switched off the alarm. I sat up. I was extremely confused. There were no strange faces around...my family was sleeping peacefully nearby. There were no metallic structures...all I could see was my almirah, and the other items in my room.

Yipeee...I was safely back home! But hey, how did I remember all that had transpired? Had the...now what was it...the ...ahh...Obliterati... failed? Considering the aliens' advanced capabilities, that seemed too remote a possibility. Well, then there was only one explanation. I must have been...dreaming. I found it hard to believe, considering everything had seemed so frightfully real. But maybe it was my imagination running wild...I had, after all, been reading up a lot about extra-terrestrial life. And then, I had indeed, a few days back, said to a friend that I wanted to meet an alien. Don't they say that dreams often reflect something thats been a lot on our minds?

Well, whatever... I was glad to be safe in my house. Why should I complain?

But yes, dream or reality, I must say I do believe there are other intelligent beings out there. Harmful or harmless...I don't know. But I find it highly unlikely that amongst millions of planets in millions of universes, only one planet in one universe has life.

So here's to life...and to peace, and co-existence.

Who am I?

2008-08-11T21:05:00.001+05:30

Hey no...this is no soul searching. Just a summary of the essentials that make up my bio.

A Chemistry (Hons.) graduate from Venky, DU, and an MBA with specialization in IT. Currently, Project manager with Genpact, with an association of 7 plus years with this organization. Yeah...am almost married to it!

Speaking of marriage, there's this wonderful guy in my life...my hubby of course. Better still, marriage to him meant I got married into a most wonderful family.

In love with my family, my job, and with myself. And how can I leave out from this list - my friends!

That sums up this brilliant creation of God :)

Now, I am wondering what I'll write about next. My world, maybe, and all the wonderful people in it. But later. It's really really difficult to blog for more than 5 minutes. What a damn bz life!!

Finally...!!!

2008-08-10T15:14:00.003+05:30

Tentatively...hesitantly...after clicking Back from the browser time and again, just to find myself returning. And then, finally, inspired by my friend Arti, when I saw her enter the world of blogging...here I am! Yeah...she can take pride from having inspired someone in this life :)

An Arian to the core, in love with life (well, mostly), it is only natural that I start my blog with my thoughts on life.

Life is like a colorful brocade,
An intricate weaving of hope and despair;
Here and there, a darker shade,
And a touch of brightness elsewhere.

Oh!How we love it at its best,
When it's peaceful like the placid sea...
But oh, for the heart that can't face the tempest,
Death is a fear, life, an agony.

We might come to a barren desert,
When we'd hoped to see a pasture green;
But joys and sorrows are two banks,
Of the river life flowing in between.

Like the rose, a beauty inspite of the thorns,
Like the lotus that blooms even in a swamp;
Welcome both the Spring and the Fall,
Like the homeless and the wandering tramp.

So gear up, scale yet another mountain high;
If courage fails, look up, you'll know;
That even the glorious evening sky,
Has a cloud on the azure glow!

More later, as I have, at the moment, to attend to one of my duties in this life. My little 4-year-old is screaming his head off, demanding that I play with him. So here's signing off...but only for now!

And yes...just in case you were wondering...the few lines on life above, are my own creation :)