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 25/02/2020

My trip to Lourdes from Paris

Hey everyone,

The weather has been terrible here. Rain and dark skies, floods wreaking havoc with lives, not to mention the recession that is looming ahead in every part of the world.

I hope all of you are fine. Well, each year someone buys one of my books on my birthday. I want to thank that person. What a lovely gesture.

I hope you enjoy the video – part 1 of my trip to Lourdes. Amazing place, and an amazing journey. Please don’t forget to like, share and subscribe to my channel.

A Bientot, shobana.

13 days in France and a taxi driver named Pierre.

Having spent 13 days in France changed me. I traveled a lot, and from the time I touched down, I discovered so much from beauty, love for nature, art, historians, and even hostility.

People are proud of their heritage there and you can see that they preserve their iconic buildings and keep their unique cultural intent.

Well, when I came back, a family member fell really sick. And the fatigue of traveling from France to the South of France, back home and coupled with anxious moments drained me.

I am beginning to write and create my stories once again. It is what keeps me going.

Here’s the first part of my trip and the adventure I experienced in France.

Have a great Friday all – Shobana

Nostalgia published on MasticadoresIndia

My poem titled, Nostalgia is published on MasticadoresIndia.

Please read it here:

Thank you, Terveen for the publication. As always you did a great job describing the poem so aptly.

I haven’t been around lately, first due to my trip to France and

then a sick family member. Have much to tell you about my trip. I have a couple of clips to share with you and

hope to get back to writing soon.


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