Talking Eyes

When a woman is talking to you, listen to what she says with her eyes. Victor Hugo

What is she saying to you? Hope you like her sketch. Stay healthy and happy. See you again!

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Small Things #8 – The Legend of Latu Bhai

“Latu Bhai hid Vava’s glasses,” declared my Little One as we were rushing to find my Older One’s glasses this crazy morning. I was lecturing the older one on his carelessness as he was getting late for school. But my three year old came to his rescue. “It is Latu Bhai!,” he said with conviction.

So, it was Latu Bhai again! Latu Bhai and his ‘partner in crime’ Undistynx are responsible for all the mishap in my house. They hide things, make the closet messy, drop water bottles and even tickle kids. We have been hearing about Latu Bhai for quite sometime now.

And surprisingly, Latu Bhai sounds so similar to my ‘Paper Bunny’, a character I had created when I was 6 or perhaps 7 year old. He was a naughty person who would throw paper all over the house. How kids recreate their parents’ second childhood! I had created another character called ‘Ms Jealousy’, who was jealous of everything and would chase everyone.

This legendary Latu Bhai (I don’t know how he comes up with these names) brought back so many beautiful memories of us kids running all over the house, wildly and happily, being chased by ‘my’ imaginary characters.

I am not done with Latu Bhai yet! It does not matter how many mischiefs are done in his name! All that matters is he brings innocence, story, creativity and magic in my house. I want Latu Bhai to stay because the day he leaves, my kids will grow up!

(Art by Adiraj)

Thank You!

Dear,

This week, my blog turned 3 and today, I received the notification of getting 1k followers on WordPress. Yes, I am celebrating today not because of the number of readers or my social media reach but the fact that you and I have stayed together. Despite everything, I didn’t stop writing and in spite of everything, you didn’t stop reading.

WordPress is so different from Twitter, Facebook or other platforms, where aggression and pretentiousness is the norm. The blog world is a courteous place where varying thoughts peacefully coexist and there is mutual cooperation. I am so glad I became a part of it.

This blog child of mine came into life, when my older one was 3.5 years old and little one was just 6 months. I was new in the US and life would often bog me down. This blog child helped me to remain positive and creative throughout (Managed to write two kids book too!). And then there were your blogs, amazing, creative, heart touching posts! Such superior intelligence and laudable artistic endeavors!

My two favorite families, dear husband, friends and ‘you’ have been my enviable support system. And then, there is the playful Krishna, who gently whispers – Charaiveti (Go on..) whenever my shoulders stoop and I intend to stop.

Thank you once again!

Love, Shivangi

From Chandraprakash to Chandramukhi

This Thermocol Mannequin Head in the hobby store, ‘Michaels’ caught my attention. It looked so inviting that I couldn’t resist buying it for $5. My little one, who loves naming everything, called it ‘Chandrapraksh’ for some reason. Chandraprakash stayed in the laundry room until yesterday when an idea struck me. And then the process of transforming Chandraprakash into Chandramukhi began in the basement.

Some acrylic paint, brushes and sketch pens were used to paint her face. And a flower sticker was attached to her neck.

A feather band was used as a headgear.

And finally she looked like this. Now, she sits prettily in a nice corner. This is my Chandramukhi!

But how would you decorate and transform your Chandraprakash?

Small Thing#3 – Sad but can’t help it!

How true are these words! We are all self proclaimed stars! We are a generation, armed with technology to showcase ourselves anywhere and everywhere…in the best possible light. And we are doing it, running after it, competing for one second of fame on our social media world! But what do we have to offer? ….Ugghh…Seriously?

As we record our ongoing history – friends bargain likes for likes, propagandists mix up facts, fiction becomes fact! Everyone’s beautiful through edited selfies, borrowed wisdom, sugary moments, lovely videos…anyone can be a star in our generation! What a beautiful place! Really? What a maze! What should be believed in? What should be followed? And, haven’t we excelled in editing…in fact… editing out reality, itself?

I guess, posterity will have a tough time sieving truth and excellence out of our recorded history. Because we all know that sparkling gems are being covered by piles and piles of fire crackers!

 But we all love it, don’t we? Can’t help it!

Small Thing#3 – Memories

I was on a cleaning spree, ruthlessly discarding whatever stuff had not been used since the past six months. I had a huge pile of things around me which others would have found useful. But a useless little plastic bag made me stop. 

Printed on it was the name of my beloved home town and my country (India)….thousands and thousands of miles from here! I tried to put it away but just couldn’t. Finally, I folded it neatly and put it safely in a drawer. 

Why, I still ask myself? Have you felt like this…lately?

Image: Google

When Mary Met Gary…

Mary Smith loved to write songs. During lunch breaks, she would often escape from her clerical job to a nearby park and create heart-breaking songs.

One day, as she was writing a love song on paper, a naughty gust of wind blew it out of sight. With a heavy heart, she returned to her job.

Few days later, on way to job, she heard a soloist singing her song! She stood there nervously, clueless how to claim her song.

“May I help you! I have been watching you…you look extremely agitated!,” a young man, who had been filming the soloist, asked her. 

“Look, that’s my song he is singing. I had lost it, I don’t know how to tell him,” Mary cried.

“Wow…! Well, we can claim it back. I have an idea,” he smiled. “By the way, I am Gary…”

He looked familiar… but of course, he was GARY ANDREWS, the genius composer! And this is how Mary met Gary…

((This is my entry to the flash fiction challenge, Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers hosted by the amazing Priceless Joy. We are given a photo prompt and approximately 75-175 words with which to create our stories. This challenge is open to all who would like to participate. Thank you Sunayana for the image. Please CLICK HERE for more.)