Resurrection of the Heart

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She swore her life was over,
left low by each lethal lie.
He had sworn true love forever,
how had forever passed her by?

Defeated, dead, dejected,
she crumpled to the ground.
First a wail, then whimper,
then silence saddest sound.

An empty echo filled the space
on his side of the double bed.
By ghosts her heart haunted –
spectres of sweet nothing’s said.

She shambled amongst the living,
let out only occasional groan.
It’s hard hearing happy couples
when you’re abandoned all alone.

It was then that I saw her,
hiding beauty beneath her pain.
Our eyes encountered enchanted,
bewitched begged believe again.

How many volts will it take
to restart a broken heart?
First kiss was electrifying;
pretty perfect place to start.

A rose flush found her cheeks,
a light lit her hazel eyes.
Her heart heals, holding hands
as our new love let her rise.

Months…

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Caked!

There are people in this world who prefer savory, rich or spicy dishes. And then, there are the people who have a sweet tooth the size of Manhattan.

The holiday season maybe over, but mine just got extended when I received a box full of home baked delicacies from Baking Pleasures. Shruti provides dozens of variations to the bite sized mini treats – from customized cakes to home-made chocolates to tarts and cake pops. The box I received had a chocolate tart, a cake pop and a couple of cookies. The crusty chocolate tart was filled with smooth chocolate at the centre, perfectly substituting the cheesecake. The cake pop was rich, creamy and fresh making it a very smart choice for the consumer. As far as the cookies are concerned, here’s the thing: You think a plain cookie folded into the mixture, would be a simple matter…well, it’s not! What I’ve learnt from baking all these years is that it’s not difficult to make a cookie, but to get it right. The crusty texture of the cookies was just about right, making it probably a nice addition to my morning coffee.IMG_20160216_180710

I don’t know about you, but I would prefer eating dessert over cooking lunch, any day. I hope you’re with me, because resolutions aren’t worth keeping if they don’t let you appreciate the sweet things in life.

Shruti Agarwal is responsible for managing the home run bakery, and is a skilled confectioner and cake decorator. Don’t know where to start? Check out Baking Pleasures – you will be glad you did!

 

You can now order your box of happiness at:

There Is A Light In Me

There is a light in me,

Now buried,

That was once so bright,

It made even the darkest of colors

Look like the first dew of spring

In bright sunlight.

Crafted with the finest

Strokes of honesty and bravery…

The light sparkling so bright

Held onto others with naive optimism;

Believing that the light in others was also

Made of the very same qualities.

But, oh! The felony of nature:

That what we desire is not necessarily

That which we need.

And thus, the light of others,

Overshadowed the light in me.

Making it look like the dullest

Of monsoon skies that could ever be.

The light of others painfully

Drained out the light in me,

And in this process

I forgot that,

There is a light in me

That was once so bright…

It made even the darkest of colors

Look like the first dew of spring

In bright sunlight.

 

Copyright, Sevenstarhalo 2016.

Take Some Liberties

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The Double Decker Living Root Bridge

They call it the Living Root Bridge because it never stops growing. With time, it keeps getting stronger with firm roots digging deeper into Earth. It is over 500 years old and you have to trek some 3,500 steps , cross a village, eat at a shack which has local chips and coca cola (besides lemon juice and pure honey) for sale just to reach this bridge. The water is blue, and I saw the sun set and the stars take over. Sitting on the edge of this huge rock, beside the blue water , it dawned upon me how very liberating travelling can be. I wish I could travel all my life, because with travelling you just keep moving forward – there is no looking back, you know?

This was my first trip with the money I had been saving for a while now, and I wish I could explore the places nearby.

This was my first step to actually living my dream. I actually went trekking, did the thing I have always loved and wanted to do.

I was on my own, ready to take on anything that came my way. I felt that way after a very long time. I actually felt that.

 As long as the tree they are formed from remains healthy, they naturally self-renew and self-strengthen as their component roots grow thicker.

Semi – Precious

Defying expectations,

She gave herself away;

Losing loyalty effortlessly

Holding onto something

So surreal…

Like the silence that bursts

Open into the dead of the night,

Talking to you like an old friend

So different, from the brilliant blue sky

Above the bright yellow marigolds

That smiles at you mysteriously.

But there was this magical faith which

Surpassed any fear that tried

To touch her…

Defying expectations,

She moved mountains.

I wish i could be that brave.

Copyright, Sevenstarhalo 2015.

Hope Floats

Let me take you back…

To yesterday,

Where a bunch of kids were running around

in circles, with nowhere to be.

In a place where

the autumn leaves,

detached themselves of the commitment

and embraced freedom.

Where the clouds parted ways

so the clear skies could bleed blue;

There was a man with a red cap

happy just to be able to

hold hands and walk.

And here was I,

amidst the melancholy,

waiting for a miracle.

Copyright, Sevenstarhalo 2015.