Of life and living
www.adhyapika.wordpress.com is home to the musings of a wandering soul. In life’s meandering pathways, she finds her path crooked and lost, disappearing into mists, turning into boulders, losing direction, and as stumbles back into the game of loss and gain, she is often unwilling to lead or be led. Preferring to float in reams of fantasy. Perhaps she cries with Shelley, ‘I fall upon the thorns of life’, I bleed’.
She writes of what she knows, or pretends to know
She speaks of what she wants to share or keep a secret
She writes for she is her own witness
Her testimony to her fleeting time on the planet
Her words are her unction to her pains
and life was kind to give her them aplenty.
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Ente Malyalalee!!!
So you sit back and dive into a past when you climbed trees, plucked unripe tamarinds, bit into its tanginess and made those funny faces. Or when you slyly carried… Read more ⇢
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Never say no
The content emphasizes the importance of being open to emotional explorations. It encourages listeners to embrace their feelings and musings, suggesting that the heart has an inherent understanding of one’s… Read more ⇢
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Teacher’s Treasure
The author reflects on their teaching journey, emphasizing the richness of emotional rewards over financial gain. While managing modest living, they value the connections with students and the joy of… Read more ⇢
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Reaching out
The author reflects on the challenges of adult friendships, sharing personal struggles with insecurity stemming from past hardships. Recently embracing self-worth, they are now more confident in reaching out for… Read more ⇢
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Play a sport and be one!
In a world where disillusionment and trauma affect engagement with life, it’s crucial to foster interest through social connections and activities. Excessive reliance on technology undermines this. Embracing movement and… Read more ⇢
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Ja Simran, jaa, khelne
The turn around of the Indian parent’s attitude towards sports is an interesting, albeit, a rising phenomena across the country. Queuing up for chess championships, foot ball leagues, cricket tournaments,… Read more ⇢
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Red rose rant
The poem explores the struggle of life through a woman’s emotional lament about existence. She expresses pain and exhaustion from her thoughts, while a man offers comfort with roses, coffee,… Read more ⇢
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Equal parts
Like a magnet death pulls me to his side when I think of work of travel, of fun of living yet the magnetism of ending it all is such a… Read more ⇢
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കാർമേഘങ്ങൾ
എന്തൊരു മൂടൽ? കാർമേഘങ്ങൾ ആകാശത്തിലെ കരി വാരി തേച്ച പോലെ. എന്തൊരു അപസ്വരം?കുട്ടികൾ കളിയ്ക്കാൻ മുറ്റത്തേക്ക് ഇറങ്ങി. മഴ പെട്ടെന്നു തന്നെ ഘനത്തിൽ പെയ്യാൻ തുടങ്ങി.മക്കളെ മതി കളിച്ചതു, അകത്തു നിന്ന് റീമ വിളിച്ചു പറഞ്ഞു.കളിക്ക് മക്കളെ കളിക്ക് മുത്തച്ഛൻ പറഞ്ഞുഇളയ… Read more ⇢
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And he called me a man!
I took it as an insult. A grave one too! It broke my female heart that yearned for comfort to be called a man what does it do to my… Read more ⇢
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Of saints
Growing up I was always skeptical of saints and gurus and often thought of them as a sham but I used to read a lot of stories of Meerabai, Swami… Read more ⇢
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Daily kindness
Sometimes the universe stops to give you a chance to express kindness. That’s how I spotted a school boy looking for a lift while on my way to office. I… Read more ⇢
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Of friends
It takes time to make friends, new friends It takes effort to talk to them It takes courage to make conversations It takes sharing to know better To know where… Read more ⇢
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She of smiles
The post explores themes of existential struggle, including fear, despair, and abandonment, juxtaposed with moments of awakening and renewal. It highlights the importance of surrendering to life’s wisdom, embracing beauty,… Read more ⇢
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Come home!
I hear myself saying that a lot more,’Do come home’, perhaps a natural phrase for most Indians to show hospitality. Yet, for me it was not so easy, a certain… Read more ⇢
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