SIMPLY SHOBANA

At first glance, it seemed easy, I, the traveler on a weary road to perhaps fame, I tamed my mind to think in ways one would want to impress, But like a toddler taking baby steps, I fall, struggling to get back on my feet.


The route I took seemed all too ready to steady that feet, Through stumbling tears, I made my smiles just as effortless, I cried first, then I laughed, Isn’t laughter sometimes created from tears?


The road was long, the road was windy, The road took me to eternity, I wondered at some point if I would reach eternity, yes, eternity, But stop I did not, I traveled through time, I traveled through eternity.


There were days when I thought “not a second to waste,” Until one day I realized that it took time to reach eternity, It was the long road I had chosen, Through much travail, none of which man can know or hear of.


I trudged with time on the long road to eternity once, Right now, I face, I stare ahead, I have not seen the end, No, there is no end, I have only been on the trail to the “beginning.”

The End.

This poem was published on the Poetry Festival website on 25/02/2020https://festivalforpoetry.com/2020/02/24/read-poem-the-long-road-by-shobana-gomes

My Time In Pondicherry, (French India)

I visited Pondicherry, formed out of 4 territories of French India, at the turn of the Millenium.

I was mildly surprised that the roads were quite deserted for a weekend. The buildings were reminiscent of French designs and I loved that they were preserved so well.


As usual, I took a walk to the seaside and then realized that there was a movie shoot taking place and that the crowds were there, watching the actors in action.


It was hard to get a good look at the actors from where I stood, so I took a walk along the seaside with my cousin. The sun was slowly setting so you can imagine how beautiful it was.


We had our brunch before that at a restaurant that served French cuisine. I can still remember how tasty the food was. Freshly baked buns, croissants, unsalted butter, marmalade, and eggs to perfection. I love marmalade and it tasted so good there.


Anyway, we spent some time at the beach and when it was dark, we decided to stop by a church. We were getting ready to leave for Trivandrum. The church doors were locked when I walked inside the compound, but there was this gentleman who saw me and opened a side door for me. 


I think he wanted to make a tourist like me happy:)


It was an old beautiful church, and I was a little disappointed that we couldn’t spend more time in Pondicherry, but I made a wish at that church, and it did come true. We were just passing by.

They say when you visit a church for the first time, to make three wishes (well, my mom taught us that, and I still carry on that tradition.)

It is Ponggal today (harvest festival), a very auspicious occasion for Hindus everywhere, and here’s wishing all those who celebrate a “Happy Ponggal.”

-shobana-All rights reserved. Copyright@shobana2021

Coz’ we’re living in a world of fools, breaking us down.

Good Morning,

Remember this song by the Bee Gees?

Coz’ we’re living in a world of fools, breaking us down, when they all should let us be…

-shobana-

After the Rain

View of the sky from my home yesterday!

These are rainy days here in Malaysia. A couple of states in the country are affected by flooding, unfortunately.


Indoors, most of the time, I stare out my window every now and then, while doing some reading or writing.


Yesterday, I watched the rainwater splash onto my windows and trickle down the panes, and thought how refreshing the scenery outside was, a glazed view and nourished weather greeted my appraising eyes. 


It was terribly cold though, and I kept thinking about some of my holidays abroad when I felt compelled to snuggle under the covers in my hotel room and keep myself warm instead of exploring a new place. However, the weather never got me down, no matter the snow, or the rain, neither the heat nor the pain, lol, though I must say I complained quite a bit. Wouldn’t you? When you plan an outing and the weather challenges you with its usual unpredictability.
I must say that once and that was in Colorado, I caught the death of cold but still made it to the Rocky Mountains. I miss it now.


So then, after the rain stopped, I stared out the window and caught the above beautiful view of the sky. It seemed like a painter had strewn white paint across the darkened blue clouds, still heavy from all that raining. It is a magnificent view, wouldn’t you say so?


My poem “Let It Rain, Let it Shine” was published today on Penser Study Point website. Here’s the link below. Have a great day/night wherever you are, my friends.


Let It Rain, Let it Shine” is published on 06/01/21 on Penser Study Point website. (A guest post by invitation) https://penserstudypoint.com/2021/01/06/let-it-rain-let-it-shine/

-shobana- All rights reserved. Copyright@shobana2021

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