A simple cup of tea


A simple cup of tea

How difficult can it be

Some quintessential requirements to see

How my survival can be enhanced to the T


One lady plucking leaves in the tea gardens of Ooty

Working hard day and night to provide for the family

The owner, a gentleman in his forties or fifties quite likely

Staying away from wife and children who live in the city


The leaves arrive mixed up and merry in the local factory

Where workers live for those ten-minute lunch breaks verily

Chaff and sieve and carry and heave until leaves become dusty

The workplace now wakes up to aromas that are simply heavenly


Trucks and loaders lories and drivers are set off hurriedly

Reaching the corners of the world is not a task carried out timidly

Trifling shops and giant malls with distributors acting high-handedly

Get their share of goods and get down to display the charming variety


I buy it off the shelf storing it in air-tight containers I got for free

Now all I need is some milk, a stove, a lighter, a utensil, a cup and some sorcery

Which have all come from a similar route of workers toiling hardily

So that I can sit back and enjoy in peace my daily cup of morning tea!


We take so much for granted. We don’t have time to grasp the whole story

Things at your table have compelling back stories about their trajectory

Surely some gratitude must replace any attitude we harbor so effortlessly

Little details beg for reference, how much more fortunate can we be?


Love and hope were walking along the riverside one day

Two stalwarts on the sentimental scene to drive all gloom away

Love pronounced how blessed it felt to light up people’s lives

Just how it faces all kinds of odds and yet continues to survive

Hope simply smiled in silence wondering if love understood

How tiring it is to be eternal and keep uplifting every mood


Courage and confidence were walking along the woodland one day

Two advocates of justice and grace for which many crave and pray

Confidence was feeling buoyant at how it keeps spirits flying high

Reassuring every believer to never give up give in or cry

Courage simply sighed in reticence wondering if confidence knew

How courage must fill in each gap that lack of confidence makes askew


Ambition and gratification became friends walking along the marketplace

Two seemingly divergent personality traits which give individuality a face

Ambition was full of self-assurance counting its achievements galore

The rewards its very being gave for the one who wanted more and more

Gratification simply pondered in tranquility at the gambles ambition takes

How gratitude provides the perfect foil where ambition can make or break


As I pass the window of a grand shopping mall

I recollect the days when I could not afford it all

Today with ability on my fingertips

I must have more gratitude on my lips

Realizing as through my belongings and blessings I sift

Abundance is a gift!


As I observe the woes around me I begin to comprehend

I recollect the many things given to me as Godsend

Today with ability to brave the pains

I must have more appreciation for the gains

Realizing as through my experiences that sting

Abundance is a blessing


As I relish the profusion of each day and its fruits

I recollect the hard work of those who planted the roots

Today as the extra baggage gets heavier

I must give back more than I gather

Realizing as through my many resources I frisk

Abundance is a risk!


As I go through social stratums and note the who’s who

I recollect the many who could not make it or get their due

Today it is possible success goes to my head

I must be more cautious on how I tread

Realizing as I maneuver through warrens filled with danger

Abundance is a game changer!

So I am…..

So I am not the most dapper person in the room

I need countless guidelines about how to groom

According to standards that my social circles approve

I have so much to learn and so much to prove

The circle just widened with WhatsApp and Facebook

Now half the world decides how I should look


So I am not the most well-versed person in gossip of the day

I need innumerable advices about how to join the fray

According to people who know everything inside and out

I don’t recognize the names they know their history and whereabout

The need just increased to oversee friends and frenemies

Now half the world is scrambling to keep apprised busy as bees


So I am not the most conventional person to follow traditions

I need unbounded instructions to reroute the aberrations

According to rulebooks and rubrics made by overlords of the guild

I am expected to toe the line or my fate can be sealed

The grip just grew stronger to turn everybody into clones

Now half the world is in matrix mode via laptops and phones


So I am not the most cleverest person exceeding expectations

I need infinite training to match standards of social sensations

According to masters of all we routine jacks are so hopeless

I don’t enjoy climbing and social ladders can be steep and ropeless

The effort just got laughable to please one million and some

Now half the world is happy in the belief that the other half is dumb

The worth of words

Words don’t need to weigh in gold feelings must be genuine

Feelings don’t need to be always told it’s the intentions within

Intentions need assertion at times make yourself clear and loud

Genuine intentions need action as follow-up for that is what we are all about


Words don’t need to be harsh and bold coat them with gentleness

Gentleness doesn’t have to be dishonest truth can be told with finesse

Finesse needs composure indiscretion needs to be controlled

Control the tongue and rein in prejudices for that is what will weigh in gold


Words don’t need to prop up your story emotions are reflected in the eye

Eyes don’t lie even when tearing up sometimes gladness can make us cry

Happiness is our own making conditions will fine-tune in accordance

Create circumstances for happiness for that is what gives us confidence


Words don’t need to be flamboyant simplicity has lasting influence

Sometimes they can come in the way you must foster fluency in silence

This balancing act of knowing what to say and when reflects maturity

Spoken words live forever and beyond be sure you choose them carefully


You don’t always have to feel defenseless. Nor go for the kill

You don’t always have to tell your side of the story. Time will

You don’t always have to defend your point of view. The task is uphill

You don’t always have to feel lesser. Or try to fit the bill

When you have the confidence don’t let chauvinisms upset

Remember when you are a threat you are always a target


You don’t always have to impress. Nor constantly strive

You don’t always have to fulfil expectations. Or feel deprived

You don’t always have to seek acceptance with a need to arrive

You don’t always have to be in the limelight as if on camera live

When you have the faith don’t let people make you a puppet

Remember when you have the courage you can bite the bullet


You don’t always have to be at your best. Some days can be uneven

You don’t always have to be flawless. Genuine mistakes can be forgiven

You don’t always have to be indefatigable. You don’t always have to be driven

You don’t always have to put your best foot forward. Afterall you are human

When you have the resolve don’t let little things dampen your spirit

Remember when you bring your own sunshine the path will always be lit

Bits and parts

Can we help a neighbor without prejudice or din

Extend unconditional support to our kith and kin

Can we remain honest when everyone else is practicing guile

In the midst of aches and acrimonies can we retain our smile

Then maybe we have learnt how to balance heart and mind

In bits and parts at least learnt the definition of mankind


When we come across boorish motorists do we control road rage

Pay their doctor’s bill if our domestics are ill instead of cutting wage

Can we uplift one single life and educate the street urchin

In the midst of fears and suspicions can we infuse hope he is searching

Then maybe we have realized how to ignite real passion

In bits and parts at least learnt the meaning of compassion


Everyone you know is fighting their own battle can we align empathy

Forget our worries for a while and provide genuine sympathy

Can we open our minds and hearts without considering ‘help’ a bother

In the midst of fears and suspicions can we trust one another

Then maybe we have grasped how to stem to hatred and greed

In bits and parts at least learnt how to navigate desire and need


Can we give freedom to our children offer  guidance then let them be

Can we own up to our own faults instead of imparting advice for free

Can we generously compliment good work sans bias or self-interest

In the midst of fears and suspicions can we simply be our best

Then maybe we have understood how the soul factory works

In bits and parts at least learnt how and where Lucifer always lurks

Kairos – The Opportunist

Opportunities have this exquisite habit of treading softly along

It takes a discerning eye to catch it you cannot get it for a song

The importance of ceasing the moment cannot be stressed enough

It does take a little more than luck and you cannot buy it off the cuff


Subtle. Elusive. Almost out of sight. The true nature of Kairos

The idea is to recognize it at liftoff and latch on to it like a boss

The importance of ceasing the moment cannot be stressed enough

Moments are ephemeral and you are made of sterner stuff!


Grasping at each straw approaches may be raw still need of the hour

A bunch of excuses missed opportunities valid reasons will turn sour

The importance of ceasing the moment cannot be stressed enough

Ceasing can denote a full stop at times and you are born to be tough


It is the number of times you tried and not the count of victories

That define your success whether or not the world agrees

The importance of ceasing the moment cannot be stressed enough

Stress is tackled in the mindscape and you can indeed handle rough


The stealth of every opportunity has strength of an energy behind it

Place your faith in the force don’t give up or be lured you can find it

The importance of ceasing the moment cannot be stressed enough

Close your eyes trust the process and you can call off Lucifer’s bluff


The mirror refused to smile back that day

Asking me to brush the cobwebs away

The hurts and resentments betrayals and distress

The thousand things that add to my stress

Life is good show some gratitude kneel and pray

The mirror said it’s the only way


The mirror asked me to mellow down I did not sway

I sustained my rebel against the injustices at play

I looked back in anger so ready to disagree

It now smiled softly and gave some advice for free

When the fist is tightened the sand will slip away

The mirror simply counseled don’t join the fray


The mirror disclosed a calm detachment on display

Emotions were tumultuous responses were in disarray

The face disguises well or is numbed by the ache

Do the eyes reveal indignance or is the smile fake

It’s not about being real in a world veiled by shades of gray

The mirror whispered a wisdom I shrugged it off in dismay


The mirror reflected the vulnerability I had kept at bay

The mortal gods I leaned to worship had feet of clay

Life comes with caveats know that if you must

Faith is unseeable it’s the process you must trust

Being was never about perfection and fair play

The mirror gently told me embellish my essay

The things we worry about!

Stray thoughts. And thoughts that stray!


Don’t worry if you are not invited or don’t have networks to boast

It’s the ones who spurn you who believe in your power the most

If you look at the people in your circle and you are not inspired

You don’t have a circle you have a cage that is rewired


One thing about the tables they have tendency to turn

Some connections need rebuilding some bridges need to burn

If the world was full of blind people who would you impress

If your appeals fell on deaf ears how would you express


Words are free it’s how you use them that may cost you

Long drawn pieces trigger drama keep your words to few

The quieter you become the more you will be able to hear

Even silences can be misquoted let responses remain sheer


Listening to gossip is like accepting stolen property

You may maintain your silence you are just as guilty

Talking badly about someone while they aren’t there to clear doubt

Says more about you than the person you are talking about


Walk away from fights that will never be resolved

Walk away from immaturity that refuses to evolve

If you can’t do anything about it just let it go

What does not let you free will not help you grow


Turn your wounds into wisdom. Your battles into motivation

Just breathing can be such a luxury. Acquit affectation

What you are not changing you are choosing. Choose with care

Spaces are brittle moods crumble. We repeat what we don’t repair