Christmas now surrounds us,
Happiness is everywhere
Our hands are busy with many tasks
As carols fill the air -Shirley Sallay
Merry Christmas to one and all! Have a lovely festive season ahead š Best wishes, Raashi_HD
A tint of gorgeous white
Coupled with the shade of headstrong black
Gives us the tone of an eternity
Grey, the result of prolonged forth and back.
Tracing the journey within,
It emerges through the cohesion of thought
A state of mind rather,
Building upon a trail of forgotten,
Grey, echoes in the heart.
Its existence once realized,
Amends constructed realities.
Created are storms of emotions
Coupled with a state of surreal trance
Grey, you’re welcome with open arms.
Parallel runs a crescent
Emerging through the wonders of a child’s mind
Envying the detached solitude of Grey,
A mere existence revealed.
As the emptiness sinks in
Overwhelmed with the power of nada
It’s grey,
A solid whole.
Beyond the individual,
Beyond the worlds esplanade.
Welcome, to a state of Grey.
Recently I came across a very interestingly written short story by Dorothy Perkins. What might seem like a hopeless romantic rant in the beginning turns out to be quiete a journey in itself throughout the story. What’s interesting here is that the entire story is based on the protagonist awaiting her ex lovers call and all the thoughts (umpteen of them) and emotions she experiences in the wait.
Commenting on the role of hope, patience, eagerness, self reflection, needs…the writer has expressed the varying moods after the end of a romantic love affair in the most honest way.
As the waves touched my feet;
I opened my eyes to the glistening sun.
Ahead of me lay the still ocean,
And a blanket of wings above.
With the morning dew on his cheek;
Resembling a golden pearl,
Just one in a million.
He was still, motionless like a sleeping child.
Just the way he was before,
When I stabbed him last night.
Now, I could talk all that I want to for hours to go.
It indeed, was a beautiful morning.
-Raashi Metkari
To be grounded or to set sail,
To get aboard or just stay still,
To remain afloat or hop on the wagon,
To hold on, or let go the lagan,
It is you,
And only you.
The Anchor to your life.
Own up to the decisions that went wrong,
Own up for the efforts of the mother who madeĀ you strong.
Owning up is the only key to growth,
Owning up not just for you, but the stakeholders aboard.
Own up cause it is you,
And only you.
The Anchor to your life.
Prepare yourself as the sea gets cold,
Prepare for the dream, watch it unfold,
Prepare as life happens in a flash too quick,
Prepare to treasure the memories you click.
Prepare as it is you,
And only you,
The Anchor to your life.
Believe in you
Admire the bold
Innovate yourself
You’re never too old
Because it is you,
And only you,
The Captain of the ship.
The Anchor to your own life.
– Raashi Metkari
One of the difficulties of leaving a relationship is not so much, at the end, leaving the person themselves ā because, by that time, youāre ready to go; whatās difficult is leaving the dreams that you shared together. And you know that somehow ā no matter who you meet in your life in the future, and no matter what species of happiness you would share with them ā you will never, ever share those particular dreams again, with that particular tonality and coloration. And so thereās a lovely and powerful form of grief there that is the ultimate of giving away but making space for another form of reimagination.
Find his poem on –Ā https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6PK3GhnHOJcĀ
#KeralaUnlocked consisted of a photo series that ran on instagram.com/raashi_hd that aimed at capturing the essence of the enthralling escapade I had while touring the State of Kerala, in India.
Its mesmerizing beauty and breathtaking landscapes coupled with the timid backwaters have catered to the taste of masses. The vacation was just what I needed, in order to rejuvenate my senses and the trip came into my life just in the right moment! So, here’s presenting to you…Kerala Unlocked.
*the photos are in monochrome purposefully to be left upon the viewer to color for themselves in their minds.
End of an Era
End of a lifeline
End of an eternity
Start of a strive
The power to rebuild an empire
The strive to build it began long back
I’m capable and entire now
Thanks to the newly chosen track
Stronger than ever before
I believe in a bold me
Courageous and filled with hope dangling through it
Just like the banyan tree
Cheers to the new found love
Cheers to a life again
Cheers to the adrenaline rush
Cheers to the quest I began….
I formally bring an end to my Poetry section of this blog with these few lines. The reason for the same being that it doesn’t serve its purpose anymore. Having said almost everything that I wanted to, this section has been my one stop shop to dump all my thoughts. It’s a chapter of my life I choose not to extend furthermore. I thank you all for all the appreciation. Cheers!
Stay tuned for more photography henceforth…..thank you.
Colleen is a young and vibrant classical dancer from California. As a child she trained herself in belly dancing. She learned the Indian classical dance form of Odissi for two years in the USA, followed by her arrival in India in 2001.
She trained under Padma Cheran Dehury in Orissa and then went to Pushkar, Rajasthan.
Here, she met a local tribe named- Khalbelia ‘Gypsies’ who captivated her attention by their wild and natural expression of tribal existence. They let her research about their folk dances and helped her understand the rhythms and movements of various folk styles across Rajasthan.
Her friendship with this tribe has strengthened over the years. So much, that along with their support she was able to fulfill her dream of setting up a sacred dance space dedicated to her art.
In 2004, she established the Shakti School Of Dance, within a famous Vishnu temple of Pushkar. Various classical dance forms along with belly dancing and many fusions are taught here. Her tribal mates are found teaching their own folk styles too.
Colleen has performed at numerous international and national festivals and programs along with these dancers throughout the years that followed. Not just this, her success has also led to the creation of “The Pushkar Temple Dance Festival”, an annual music concert focusing on the Odissi Classical art form, in one of India’s most sacred cities, Pushkar.
It was an honour for me to be able to capture such a strong persona. She has very beautifully bridged the gap between Eastern and Western cultures. A very humble person within, Colleen, your inspirational š