The posts at Straight From The Heart listed under the "scribblings" category are the posts the author has written as her daily journal entry that she promised herself at the beginning of 2012. Read more

January 28, 2012

Her Memories - III



He moved his fingers over the carving, remembering their anniversary. Only then, that day, he had completely forgotten it.
Who forgets their first wedding anniversary?” she asked angrily.
He had no answer. She was right. Who, other than him, would forget their first wedding anniversary? She loved him despite all his flaws, so it had not taken much time for her to forgive him. He was lucky to have her in his life. Someone who completely understood him! A woman, who even after becoming his wife, continued being the friend she once used to be!

He sat on the chair and closed his eyes. The movement of the chair was comforting to his disturbed mind. He wanted to call her, hear her voice, talk to her and tell her how much he missed her. He even took out his mobile phone from his jeans pocket and was about to press the speed-dial for her number, but he changed his mind.

January 27, 2012

Her Memories - II



Her friends had planned an end-of-exams outing but she refused to go because her mother wanted her back home early. That was just an excuse given to her friends; he came to know later on. They watched a movie together only to be found by her friends who had come to watch the same movie. “Will plan something better next time” she whispered in his ears as she finally walked out of the cinema hall with her friends. He smiled.

January 26, 2012

Her Memories - I

First short story series since I started writing one post per day in 2012. Second, after the short break I had taken from writing. First being "Hope", which I have submitted to be considered for publishing in a short story book.


The silent room had started to become suffocating. He walked to the window and opened the curtains and a cool breeze entered through. He stared at the setting sun. The orange yellow color spread across the sky might have seemed to be romantic to her, but for him, it was the end of just another day, another day without her!

The gloominess of the room shifted a little on the positive spectrum as he thought of her the way she used to smile. She still managed to brighten up his life. Still. Even after so many years.

January 25, 2012

Cannot

Always afraid to say "I can"
She allowed others to tell her "you cannot"

Until one day...
She came across a man -
who believed in her
more than she did, herself
He showed her the path
And she walked ...
step by step -
Without realizing that he ain't following

Until one day -
She could not hear him
She searched for him
Called out his name desperately
An ache in her heart everyone could feel
She cried out ...
Told him she needed him
And, she loved him
But he did not hear her voice
People tried telling her to forget him

She said "I cannot"
And people said "yes you can!"

Tea for two and a piece of cake tuesdays by Preeti Shenoy




If I could invite anybody for 'tea for two' today it would undoubtedly be ...
The one who realizes that a cup of tea is not only water, milk, tea and sugar. It is much more than that. It is also about the time given to you by the person who makes the tea for you. The person who would be invited for a cup of tea with me would appreciate that, the invitation for tea is not only about having tea together, it also means I want to spend time with the person. Have a conversation, share, learn and teach.


Perhaps Preeti was looking for specific name because almost all the blogs that I read mention names from J. K. Rowling to Sachin Tendulkar to their friend. I did not specify a name because for me it would be more important who wants to have tea with me and who would appreciate the gesture! It could be anyone... It can be you ;)

January 24, 2012

The Best

Pray for others
Ask what you would ask for yourself
And, be assured that He'd give you -
From the bag labelled 'The Best'

Be good to everyone
Treat others the way you want to be treated
And, you will, for sure -
Be treated,'The Best'

Smile, always
Go out of your way and make others smile
And, you would be gifted -
With memories that are 'The Best'

The one who truly lives
Is the one who lives for others
Replaces their sorrow with his joys
Becomes what he must - 'The Best'

January 23, 2012

Crossroad

Alone I stand on a crossroad -
Different roads, different opportunities
Different paths, different responsibilities.
Which one should I take,
I ask myself each minute,
As the wind plays around me -
Dust storms at times,
Sometimes, a pleasant breeze...
Alone I stand on a crossroad.

One road I must choose, I know.
The one that would lead me to happiness
The one that really matters,
The one going through the heart of others.
Alone I stand on a crossroad -
Which road must I take,
I ask myself each minute.

Leave behind something -
As a sacrifice to gain something else.
Something, that really matters -
Something, which means a lot to me.
Things that would teach me the meaning of life.
Alone I stand on a crossroad -
Trying to make up my mind.
Different roads, different opportunities
Different paths, different responsibilities.

January 22, 2012

One post per day


Writing (and publishing) one post per day was the promise I had made to myself and as you can see in the blog archive I have succeeded keeping the promise for 22 days. However, I have begun to question myself whether it is appropriate? 
Am I missing the bigger picture? 

I mean -
I write everyday, that is good. But, sometimes I write even when I am tired just because I have to write. Is that right? Would that not bring down the quality of my writing?
Other than this -
Would writing short poems/posts per day, give me less time (or maybe break the thought process) for bigger posts/stories?

Right now, I am confused. Your two cents?