Be Right Back!

Dear Kanav,

Till you are grown up to catch me stealing away. Or rather, till you are grown up to occasionally gift me sanity, I will continue to steal and celebrate, like this.
Movies. Caffeine. Reading. Writing.  - Bring it on!

[P.S - Done with my share already. Your super-nani just came from a break that I had forced on her! :-)]

Yours only
-Neha Mumma (@ Mother's Day.10.05.2015)

Tranquility-2

Drenched in its vulnerabilities, rolls down a cascade, of beautiful silver drops, from eyes towards the neck, pausing occasionally here and there, releasing the storm out of my system, and calming my senses.

The place in between

If only there were a place in between my home and my office, I swear, I would have landed my tired body and my tired mind over there, right away, and made sure that I do everything just so that I do nothing for the next few following hours. 

The Genie is out of the bottle!

From long-lost ages of captivity
Of camouflaged paradise
Of piercing blues

The era of  freedom, as she whims into
With a soul mildly intoxicated
And eyes softly moistened

For the winds of ecstasy
Of reality, of calming madness
Gust pass the Lady from all corners

Answering to no law
but to her own
Merciless, more than ever

Compassionate yet as she is

With her soul and her body

For life, for death
After all those years
Genie is out of the bottle!