What makeup means to me

It started out with a liner black, a long long time back. When I was just a teenager, a fledgling but all too eager. This bottle is all I need, I said. It lines my eyes and even adorns my forehead. When I was a twenty something, a working girl with air beneath her wing. There was paint on my nail’s tips and a bit of colour on my lips. I ventured out into the corporate world,  My views were ready to be heard. Soon I was a blushing bride, my prince standing by my side. The vanity was bursting

Happy New Year…

An update is due, I know…. theres been a lot of work and planning of a short vacation going on… Hence the delay. A lot of ideas and posts are buzzing in my head and I’ll put them up as soon as I’ve written them out. In the meantime, here is a small year ending thought, elongated in another poem (yeah, I’m on a spree!!!! ) I opened the closet The skeletons tumbled out Long hidden but, I’d to face them no doubt. Looked up at each one Full of dread All my fears and sorrows The terrible words I’d

The Sun in her palm…

I saw this picture on Akshaya’s blog and absolutely fell in love with it. This little verse is inspired from the picture…  Its the crimson evening calm And she holds the sun in her palm… Up in the hills its evening too soon The glowing red ball will change to a silky moon But there’s still a while for the moonlight white For another moment I behold the sight Its the crimson evening calm And she holds the sun in her palm “How it goes from pink to yellow Blazing down and then once more mellow Those are the changes

The foodie says…

I have this thing for silly little rhymes, specially the ones I compose! 🙂 If you can’t understand what i’m talking about, read this…. or better still, sing it to the tune of ‘My favourite things’ the famous song from Sounds of music. Flambe that dances on brown roasted chicken, Curries that that bubble when they boil and thicken, Icy blue mocktails with spriglets of mints, These are a few of my favourite things. Dollops of icecreams stacked in a bowl, Juicy Kebaabs laid on a bed of hot coals, Jumbo grill sandwich with no onion rings, These are a