Showing posts with label Three Word Wednesday. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Three Word Wednesday. Show all posts

Wednesday, December 7, 2016

Thursday, November 3, 2016

Impregnating Joys

I hid joy under my palm

never parted

till someone

asked for alms.

When I grew tall


in the paths

of hunger

of pain

of poverty.

The pangs of pain

hit me hard

shivering my soul

I promised myself

to stand for those

who are really in need

of time, money & care.

I parted

with my share

to help.

At times

My soul was bruised

or landed in

dire circumstances

by the erratic behavior

of few vapid souls


I continued my way

Forgiving all

who wounded me

in the adjoining lanes

of diffusing joys.

Sending smiles

to all lives

that needed

my hand

I felt vibrant & bouncy

in my calculations.

© Ila Varma Nov.2016

Linked to Three Word Wednesday 503 & 504


Friday, October 21, 2016

The Phone Rang Again!!!

                                                                          Image Source: here

Since few months, Tarun noticed remarkable change in Avni. She was ignoring the tasks of looking after her family n kids. In seven years of togetherness, it was the first chance that she was distracted n unhinged from family affairs.

Tarun decided to delve deep into the matter n find out what was attracting or distracting Avni. He started watching Avni's movement and soon he found that there was someone whom Avni was following or was been followed by someone, it wasn't clear.

Avni was never happy with her husband and her in-laws family, but she kept it bottled inside. It didn't surface out to others but Tarun did had a hint of it. He was cool & patient n didn't pay much heed as he believed that with time, she will be fine.

Now, when he found her getting isolated from him, then he was hurt to the core but chose to be silent and watchful. Her activities were getting symbolic and had developed a tendency to stay aloof.

Tarun was a pilot & he got weekly off to be with family. He was wrecked at heart n took leave to watch Avni's movements and confirm whether there was some fact or was it just a suspicion.

Avni befriended two three guys via social sites and was giving ample time to her friends. As soon as she got up from bed, first thing she did was to greet good-morning to her friends n carried the mobile wherever she went, not even spared them in her personal care time.

She randomly went out of the house on some pretext or the other. Tarun asked to share her passwords of social sites. The color of her face drained and she did not accept his request to share passwords.

"Am not your slave to share my personal passwords with you, I'm sorry." Avni said in rage.

"You are my wife and I have got right to ask. Even you can take my passwords" Tarun told her coolly.

The argument flared up and it went out for hours but Avni did not give up. At last, Tarun lost his patience & slapped her hard.

Avni was mad in her passion, without giving any second thought, she stepped out of the house.

Avni's mobile rang. At first, Tarun did not want to pick up the phone. He was mentally drained n an unknown fear had gripped him.

The phone was continuously ringing. At last, he picked up the phone but did not utter a single word.

"Where are you darling? I was scared for you." The caller said.

Tarun felt dizzy and lost his balance and hit the floor.

He fainted but the call wasn't disconnected.

The sound of a heavy thud from the bedroom alerted other family members and they ran to see what had happened.

A huge commotion was created in the house. Their children were crying seeing their father been rushed to hospital and family members wondered when they did not find Avni in house.

The old parents were enveloped in negativity wondering and searching a reason for all this turmoil that they saw. They couldn't figure out.

When Tarun came into senses, he briefed the whole story to his brother and tears rolled down. He couldn't find a reason as to why Avni had strayed, he loved her a lot and took care of her needs and finances. He was very hurt n felt demoralized.

Tarun's mobile rang. He was gripped with fear because the words of the caller had disturbed him mentally and he thought that may be the same caller had tried his number.

He handed the phone to his brother to pick up.

"Hello, who’s there?"

"Yes, City SP calling, can I speak with Tarun?" the caller said.

"I'm Tarun's brother, tell me what the matter is?"

"His wife Avni is with us at Noble Hospital. She met with a road accident and she is badly injured. Please rush fast." The caller said.

Tarun's brother didn't disclose the message to Tarun seeing the gravity of situation. He conveyed to him that the call was from his physician. They want to discuss about his reports.

When his elder brother Arun reached Noble Hospital, he found Avni situation grim and she was not in senses but was repeating just one sentence in delirium.

"Tarun, forgive me please."

The doctors told him to bring Tarun and her she was in danger. If anyone could help her, that was Tarun.

He arranged to bring Tarun to the hospital, where Avni was admitted. Seeing Avni badly injured, he could not control his emotions and cried out.

He held Avni's hand and kissed her and she responded by the touch of Tarun. She came back to senses.

The whole team of doctors attending Avni was enthralled and both of them were hospitalized in the same ward for after care.

After three days, Avni recouped and Tarun was fine.

Avni requested Tarun to forgive her and she won't repeat the mistake again. She told him that she trudged on wrong path because Tarun gave all comforts but did not give much time or paid heed to her emotions and the buried emotions spurted out when she received words of praise from outsiders.

Both understood grievances of each other and embraced in tight hug and showered kisses on each other.

The misunderstandings swept away and they got united forever erasing the boundaries of misunderstandings forever and the lost love revived in full glory.

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Friday, August 5, 2016

Musings of Tiny Shoes!!! #Poetry


Look Mamma
I am in your shoes
They fit in me
And I look Good.
I can stroll out
Independent and Free.

Her assertions
Filled me with pride
The heart Dwindled
With her confrontations.
How to say
You were in your best phase
With your Tiny Shoes in.

I need to be more protective
Keep you
Away from the Ogling eyes
Which stares with lust
On your glowing youth.

When I too was a child
Was eager to grow up fast
To scale up from the Tiny Shoes
To Mamma’s exquisite stylish shoes.
The day I fitted in those
Father reprimanded
To follow Deciphered chores.

That day I realized
The stylish shoes
Which I found Attractive & Oily
Wasn’t Easy
For a life Drive.
With it came
Lot of rules & regulations
Ending the cosy life.

I was rigid with parents
Bitter feelings erupted
I was innocent & naive
Nebulous about the
Worldly game.

Trial n errors
Of my life
Made me aware
Of the maddening fear
I realized
The pain
Escaping from
The tiny shoes.

Once again
My yesterday
Was standing
In front of me
With the same aspirations.

I was panting
In a Dilemma
Of fear
Short of words
To express my concerns
To My Daughter Dear.

Tiny shoes were far better
Where you were Minor
You could Dream unfettered.

© Ila Varma 05-08-2016

Written for the Prompt- Tiny Shoes of Bar-A-ThonThree Word Wednesday 491; ABC Wednesday D for Dream, Dilemma, Dear, Daughter, Drive, Deciphered, Dwindled

This post is part of a week long Blogging Challenge.
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Wednesday, July 13, 2016

Three Word Wednesday

Why have you made face

Like Deadpan

You were so lively & strong

My Baby

Return Back to those times

When You were Carefree & Strong

It's tough for me

to watch you struggle

to move & Play

Come Dance to the music

You will come out of all pain.


I too desire to break the barriers

But the deadly Alzheimer's

has put me behind bars

I can't stand music

It's thud is ear-splitting

I can't bear to stand.

© Ila Varma 13-07-2016

(A conversation between an ailing daughter and her mother. It's unbearable for her to see her lively daughter suffer from Alzheimer's and has reduced to a life which has no meaning.)

Written for Three Word Wednesday & Write Tribe Day 4