Freedom from fear

When the wind blows change

the heart grows stiff with fear

the mind cautions

the new path might yet be dangerous

the terrain daunting, unforgiving

in life’s lonely journey so far

who stood by, who gave up

knowing that the trembling heart

grows steady and sings boldly

‘bring it on

new experiences

new landscape

a few new faces

perhaps a new friend good’

in the transience of living

nothing yet is carved in stone

times tide has yet

not allowed a life to settle well

so, friend kiss your dear heart

explore a new territory

stay enamored

embrace the nomad in you

be thou the cheerleader of change.

Ps:what new tides, what new learning?

Love blooms


push the sliding door


through the narrow path


a warm hearth and heart

times are unsteady

hopes waver

faith is fragile

a flickering flame

calls out

dreams are yet daring

thoughts transcend


smiles bridge

dreams dazzle

shoulder to shoulder

souls hang out

eyes await

passion meets destiny

love blooms

Ps:dreams,smiles, hopes

Ignorance is not bliss, nor is silence golden #Oppose EIA draft 2020

The 2020 EIA draft 2020 is problematic because of the following:

EIA covers all those activities which are potentially dangerous to our already fragile ecology and landscape.

The 2020 draft of EIA allows Post-Facto Clearance meaning factories and other such establishments can set up shop without EIA clearance and can later pay a fine to cover up.

A huge list of projects called’ strategic’ are clearly exempted from taking any kind of EIA clearance. This also means that these projects will not be open to public scrutiny.

Strangely violations to the draft can only be represented by government officials and not citizens. Public consultations help the general public to understand the ecological footprint of any project, it gives them time to be partners in the developmental process. The inability to study and understand a project can lead to disastrous consequences. The time duration for public consultation in the new draft has been reduced to 20 days from 30 days.

If you don’t agree please take a look at some of the recent news items. Understanding Climatic change is not just about opposing Greta Thunberg, it is about what you and I can do to make our living not a burden to the planet!

*Only 750 quarries have permission; 5924 quarries active in state Kerala had experienced 115 earthquakes in the years between 1983 and 2015. Among them…

Read more at:–1.4042636

*LG Polymers: South Korean CEO held over fatal India gas leak

Still raging fire at oil well in Assam

Misery of the Assam state, ravaged by floods
Devastating Floods in Uttarakhand- 2013
Kerala Floods’s wettest month with an average rainfall of 819mm.

We can as a people continue to keep mum about the devastation in Assam and other north eastern states but recent history and the pandemic tells us meddling with nature has disastrous effects. Unless public pressure is built on the government bodies there is no way ahead for sustainable development. That is the reason why we should know of the public policies that are being laid out.

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In the above article published on Medium Marucio Mejia argues how citizen participation has improved governance and brought about a digital democracy in Iceland.

Technology penetration in India is very high and so is the use of digital medium for communication. It is time that these communication channels are used for creating better awareness and improving citizen participation in the governing process.

Getting ready: The 370-MW power plant is coming up at Yelahanka in place of a defunct diesel plant.
The upcoming powerplant threatens the Puttenahalli bird reserve


Hit the snooze button

wave a good bye



What a relief it should be! Anu thought about it. It would solve all her problems, the fatigue of living, just the day to day business of staying alive, seemed overwhelming.

She called up her friends from old times. ‘We are there for you’ and ‘aren’t you strong my girl’they took time to respond and express. It is not easy each caught up in his own trap.

More childhood friends,more reaching out.

Write a wish statement ask the universe what you want, he said.

What if I want nothing, have no wishes, no desires, just a huge vacuum?, she countered.

He was quiet, the meditator,someone who has had his own battles but has time for others.

Rest seemed a beautiful option.

Just quiet

Seek no more

Just be, don’t be rather.

Times are tough, perhaps what lies ahead is tougher

but there is a face

3 to be precise

for whom she matters

so the journey has to be on

the meaning will appear

if not today, then tomorrow.

PS:you listen, you help

Drama Queen


Sat down

spread her legs

leaned against the evening wall

looked ahead at the sky

reddening in anguish

held the coffee mug

close to her chest

for warmth

a twitter here

a rustle there

the feet cold

rub against each other

eyes steady in hope

and a trace of arrogance

locked at the gate

she held her smile

her teeth cackling

in the small tub

she said

raising her voice

” if death be you

hurry up

time is right for a new adventure

she winked”

a head looked up

nodded and

looked down

at the scrolling screen

rolling eyes


‘drama queen’

മതിൽ കെട്ടുകൾ

നിങ്ങൾ ഒരു നിലാപാടെടുക്കുന്നു
അത് നിങ്ങലുന്ടെ വ്യക്തിത്വത്തിന്റെ

നിങ്ങളുടെ ഗംബീരമായ
ശാസ്ത്രിയത നിങ്ങള്ക്ക്
സന്തോഷം പകരുന്നു

(ഇച്ചിരി അഹങ്കാരവും!)

ആ നിലപാടിന്റെ വെളിച്ചത്തിൽ
ഒരു പാട് ചിന്തിച്ചും തല പുകച്ചും
വീണ്ടും നിങ്ങൾ ഒരു അഭിപ്രായം

നിങ്ങളുടെ ചിന്തകളും
നിങ്ങളുടെ അഭിപ്രായങ്ങളും
നിങ്ങളുടെ തടവറയാക്കുന്നു

കടന്നു പോകുന്ന കാലം
നിങ്ങള്ക്ക് ചുറ്റും
വന്മതിൽ കോട്ട കെട്ടുന്നു

ആരൊക്കെയോ അകലുന്നു
വേറെ ചിലർ അടുക്കുന്നു
നിങ്ങൾ അഭിപ്രായത്തിന്റെ
തലയനയ്‍യിൽ മുഖം പൂഴ്ത്തുന്നു

പടി കേറി വന്ന കാലം
നിങ്ങളോടു സത്യം പറയുന്നത്
വളരെ വൈക്കിയിട്ടാണ്

കാലടികൾ മാത്രം അകലെ
നിൽക്കുന്ന കാലൻ പരിഹസിക്കുന്നത്
നിങ്ങളെയാന്നെന്നു പോലും
മനസ്സില്ലാക്കാൻ കഴിയാതെ വരുന്നു

അപ്പോൾ പല പക്ഷങ്ങൾ
കേൾക്കുക ആയിരിന്നുല്ലേ
നല്ലതു എന്നോർക്കുമ്പോഴും

തിരിച്ചു പിടിക്കാൻ കഴിയാത്ത
എന്തൊക്കെയോ നഷ്ടപാടുകൾ
നിങ്ങളെ അലട്ടുന്നു

പുക മറകളും
സുഹ്രദ ബന്ധങ്ങളും

PS:ആ ആർക്കറിയാം!

Soul song

battered bruised


almost tearing

a soul song


sometimes angry

sometimes upset

but each time refusing

to let go.

the life spirit


a new tune

a new turn

a possibility

of stitching up

a broken heart

with golden threads

of resilience.

a new breeze blows

a blue sky smiles

the soul song murmurs


a new life

a new hope

floating dreams

sing the song

the soul song


She and I

I claw deep deep

into her heart

and pry on raw


feed on hurts

lingering love

exhausted waitings

flailing hopes

dying on dreams run dry

I thrive on her miseries

rivulets of tears copious

of deaths, disease and now divorce

I devour her loneliness

her mad yearnings

for madder far unrealistic goals

set in times beyond her

I seek in her

nothing but fattening food

for my existence

I live on her corpse

within her throbbing heart

She knows not

of my parasitical intentions

my bacterial fantasies

my single aim

to destroy her for my purpose

Yet in her dreams

with her fingers futile

she fights me

sometimes succumbs to me

coz I despite my

vampirical illusions

come from beyond her

far away from her notions of time

further away from her understanding

of existence, hers and mine

So we live she and I

feeding on each other

and growing however


however zigzag

however garish,unbecoming or paste

there we are

she and I

sometimes she disowns me

till I overpower her

and press out the juice of her living

there it sits

I sit, the poem

much to her regret

even mine

times living tragedies

she and I!

Andrew, the Furry fellow

Why so beautiful

man of furry elegance

a tail of magnificence

eyes deep brown

set in mustard

and purring like an engine

what thoughts you hold

when you so silently behold

what makes you seek a hand

and hold it tight

what meaning dost thou make

of the nonsensical morning chatter

our private time

what grace

what eloquence

oh man of tail and fur

what games of waiting

behind the door

and purring incessantly

for hide and seek

what knowledge of the universe

dost thou bring

what pleasure in your company

what looks

what arrogance

what surveillance

Andrew, be thou the

tail blazer of love, bounty and many cuddles

be thou meows the morning and evening calls

to rise to action

be thou belligerent meowing

still a call of love

be though the harbinger of

love’n’writing, food and wine and overflowing

wealth, many travels to far aurora borealis

snow clad Himalayas, leh, ladakh and more

( can never ask for less!)

in these quarantine times and ever after.

Bring with you thou the mysterious powers

from far away Egypt

where you reigned, supreme to all

second to none.


An adage a day-“If speaking is silver, then listening is gold.” — Turkish Proverb

A young friend the other day. She said, ‘Chechi, you are always busy. When do you call me? Remember I am the one who calls you every time’.

I replied instantly, ‘You know what, I am stuck usually, just work, home or other tensions’.

I realized the duplicity of my answer, the moment I recollected that I was talking to a young woman who had battled breast cancer and come out victoriously. Someone who is the mother of a special child who went on to get training in special education and is now a successful teacher. In fact she has been promoted to teach higher classes despite her reluctance.

I instantly regretted my response and my attitude but perhaps I did not learn much because later in the evening when my mom called me and shared happily, ‘ I did Shraddom, today you know, for grand mother’, my absent minded response was a mere ‘huuum’.

Mom shared this with so much enthusiasm considering the special times we are in. For more than 2 decades she has been the spear heading force at her home among her brothers and sisters in paying this annual tribute to her parents. She took pride in that and my dad supports her whole- heartedly.

This year, the fact that she could not travel to her home in Thrissur must have hurt her. Yet, she was happy to have done her duty. I was quite a moron to have shown such disinterest to her story of achievement, I realized soon.

My perceived self victim hood does stand in the way of my empathy. I learnt it yesterday. I have decided to listen to what mom has to say every day with full attention hereafter.

But why is listening so difficult?


My daughter hates it when I try to read or look at my phone while ‘listening’ to her. ‘Keep it down’, she says and rightly so. A reprimand does help in being more empathetic.

Rarely are we able to be in the present. We are often and on, trying to plan ahead or live in regret of a past moment, either ways we miss out on the present. This does impact our communication and thereby our relationship with others.

*Perceived state of being busy

Being busy is definitely a state of self-deception. How much does a child, a partner, a student ,a teacher or a friend want to have that total undivided attention. How rarely are we able to do that, listen, just listen to someone who wants to pour out his/her heart to you?

Perhaps that is what we need to resurrect, those small groups of chit chat where neighbors gathered and shared stories or had those long walks together which were not pretentious but simple and unassuming.

Except for my cat Andrew who is a permanent resident in the ‘present moment’, I really don’t know many people who are capable of listening without parallell-y working their minds on different things. It must be a scourge of our times.

Lately though I have become better at listening but definitely I need to practice more.

Some pointers to active listening:

*Switch off or put your mobile on silent mode

As soon as you get ready to listen or be given a chance to be part of a shared story, stay off the gadgets.

*Paraphrase what you heard for better understanding

In case you did not follow something prompt the other person by repeating what you heard, that will help him/her to share his/her thoughts with interest.

*The importance of hmmm….

In conversation meaningless sounds/syllables like ha, hmmm etc can help create a positive ambiance. Yeah, do check if the other person has gone to sleep with a pinch or a startle- in between maybe!

*Wandering mind

Minds that wander are a difficulty, mine being one over long conversations especially.

I guess empathy and a certain sincerity helps here.

Well, listening does and will continue to save a lot of our friends from giving up. It will uplift and elevate the mood.

A willing listener who is also non-judgmental, now that is winner surely!