{This Moment} - 30 September 2011
A single photo – no words – capturing a moment. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember.
“This Moment” is a ritual found on Life inspired by the Wee Man adopted from SouleMama which was introduced to me by Sarah-Jane, of Almost There. If you find yourself touched by a Moment and would like to participate, post your picture on a Friday and leave your link in the comments section.
Sulekha aka Lucks
Friday, September 30, 2011
Wednesday, September 28, 2011
Prompt for a poem by Tameka
The perfume of the moist poetry,
haunts the soft breeze.
The Universe asks the question,
But I laugh and baby girl squirms.
Women blush and think,brother
Sorry Secret decay of ice fever.
Web dance of translucent smoke,
is no more Wet, ok Brilliant too.
Sulekha aka Lucks
The perfume of the moist poetry,
haunts the soft breeze.
The Universe asks the question,
But I laugh and baby girl squirms.
Women blush and think,brother
Sorry Secret decay of ice fever.
Web dance of translucent smoke,
is no more Wet, ok Brilliant too.
Sulekha aka Lucks
Thursday, September 22, 2011
Writers or eccentrics?
Writers or eccentrics?
Writers are eccentrics!!! I think this statement is true, call me an eccentric, see if I care. I am not a writer but I put my thoughts out in the open for all to see and react. I am not trying to create a brand here, but am just voicing my thoughts on a very sensitive subject called, ‘Writers.’
Every person is an artist, because all of us are creators. Some creations we can see, like painters make paintings, sculptors make sculptors, landscapers create beautiful gardens and landscapes, potters make pottery. Writers write, homemakers create lovely homes with their caring and nourishing, grounds men create beautiful and well kept grounds, teachers create future citizens, and garbage men create a good and clean environment. Everybody is an artist.
Artists are very possessive about their creations and take umbrage at anyone’s remarks suggesting modifications to their works of art. If you tell a painter that your painting needs a little more light or if a sculptor is told to change the angle of his statues head, a potter is told to make the mug handles broader, they will get mad.
Same is the case with the writer, if you tell her to modify her piece or to tone down her voice in the article she has written, she takes offense, and justifiably so. Only the mother knows how beautiful her baby is and if you tell her that , ‘Even though your child is pretty, if you got her nose redone by a plastic surgeon, she will look more beautiful, the mother might never speak to you again.
Beauty lies in the eye of the beholder, but what is beautiful to one eye might be ugly to the other. The same thing doesn’t appeal to all in the society, if that were the case then we wouldn’t have so many brands of consumer products in the market. We would just have one brand of tea, coffee, toothpaste, cosmetics, clothing line. Why would we have so many different kinds of labels in the market?
We wouldn’t have so many websites, One Dot.com would suffice. Why would we need a Google Plus when Face book was already there? Why would there be the need for a brand new social networking site, when so many already exist? Think about it…If everybody liked the same things then life and society would become so dull, colourless and boring.
All the houses would look the same, parks, malls, bikes, cars…etc. There would be no genres in songs, dances, writing. What I am trying to say is that people have different tastes and choices for a reason, they think differently. Each individual has his or her style, in everything she or he does; it’s what makes him/her unique.
So if we all are different then how can we create something which appeals to one and all at the same time? The best way to deal with this is to let the artists make something they love and the like-minded people will come to appreciate their creations. It’s like twitter, you like someone and your thoughts click, you follow them. You don’t tweet about those whom you don’t follow, you let them be, and someone else loves them and tweets about them, that’s life for you.
I went to see a new movie, though I loved it my friend hated it, does that mean that either of us are wrong? No. What it means is because I like a particular type of story line, I liked the movie and there will be many like me, who will like it and many unlike me, who will hate it. So the movie maker should be honest to his feelings and make a film, people who share the same passion will go for it and those who don’t won’t. But if he tries to please all and makes a movie, it will turn out to be a disaster; it will have no backbone or integrity.
So my advice to all aspiring artists is, ‘Be honest to yourself and your beliefs, the rest will follow. Let no one, other than your intuition dictate, influence or steer you in a particular direction. It’s your life, ideas and emotions which propel you forward to excel in your chosen field. Go live your life on your own terms; the world will follow in your footsteps, or at least part of the world will.’
Lucks aka Sulekha
Writers are eccentrics!!! I think this statement is true, call me an eccentric, see if I care. I am not a writer but I put my thoughts out in the open for all to see and react. I am not trying to create a brand here, but am just voicing my thoughts on a very sensitive subject called, ‘Writers.’
Every person is an artist, because all of us are creators. Some creations we can see, like painters make paintings, sculptors make sculptors, landscapers create beautiful gardens and landscapes, potters make pottery. Writers write, homemakers create lovely homes with their caring and nourishing, grounds men create beautiful and well kept grounds, teachers create future citizens, and garbage men create a good and clean environment. Everybody is an artist.
Artists are very possessive about their creations and take umbrage at anyone’s remarks suggesting modifications to their works of art. If you tell a painter that your painting needs a little more light or if a sculptor is told to change the angle of his statues head, a potter is told to make the mug handles broader, they will get mad.
Same is the case with the writer, if you tell her to modify her piece or to tone down her voice in the article she has written, she takes offense, and justifiably so. Only the mother knows how beautiful her baby is and if you tell her that , ‘Even though your child is pretty, if you got her nose redone by a plastic surgeon, she will look more beautiful, the mother might never speak to you again.
Beauty lies in the eye of the beholder, but what is beautiful to one eye might be ugly to the other. The same thing doesn’t appeal to all in the society, if that were the case then we wouldn’t have so many brands of consumer products in the market. We would just have one brand of tea, coffee, toothpaste, cosmetics, clothing line. Why would we have so many different kinds of labels in the market?
We wouldn’t have so many websites, One Dot.com would suffice. Why would we need a Google Plus when Face book was already there? Why would there be the need for a brand new social networking site, when so many already exist? Think about it…If everybody liked the same things then life and society would become so dull, colourless and boring.
All the houses would look the same, parks, malls, bikes, cars…etc. There would be no genres in songs, dances, writing. What I am trying to say is that people have different tastes and choices for a reason, they think differently. Each individual has his or her style, in everything she or he does; it’s what makes him/her unique.
So if we all are different then how can we create something which appeals to one and all at the same time? The best way to deal with this is to let the artists make something they love and the like-minded people will come to appreciate their creations. It’s like twitter, you like someone and your thoughts click, you follow them. You don’t tweet about those whom you don’t follow, you let them be, and someone else loves them and tweets about them, that’s life for you.
I went to see a new movie, though I loved it my friend hated it, does that mean that either of us are wrong? No. What it means is because I like a particular type of story line, I liked the movie and there will be many like me, who will like it and many unlike me, who will hate it. So the movie maker should be honest to his feelings and make a film, people who share the same passion will go for it and those who don’t won’t. But if he tries to please all and makes a movie, it will turn out to be a disaster; it will have no backbone or integrity.
So my advice to all aspiring artists is, ‘Be honest to yourself and your beliefs, the rest will follow. Let no one, other than your intuition dictate, influence or steer you in a particular direction. It’s your life, ideas and emotions which propel you forward to excel in your chosen field. Go live your life on your own terms; the world will follow in your footsteps, or at least part of the world will.’
Lucks aka Sulekha
Friday, September 9, 2011
A Reader or Writer...Which would you rather be?
Come join us on a fantastic blog hop that brings together bloggers of all genres, backgrounds and locations.
Tour Date - Saturday, 10 September
Theme - A Reader or Writer ... Which Would You Rather Be?
A Reader or Writer...Which would you rather be?
“A word is dead when it is said, some say. I say it just begins to live that day ~ Emily Dickinson”
I have always wanted to write…even before I was born. Hard to imagine and believe, right? But then, according to me writers are eccentric specimen, the good ones are a bit demented and the real writers are insane. I am no Emily Dickinson or Elizabeth Browning, but I do express my emotions with as much intensity as they did. It is not possible to write and be unemotional about life. Life is like a beautiful painting with its many hues and textures, a person who can appreciate all the vibrant colours and understand the artist’s mind, is a real writer.
When does a person decide to become a writer? Is there a ceremony which takes place and the world is informed about this decision of the writer? No, a person becomes a writer when she starts sharing her feelings about every little thing in life, with the world. She sees a flower bloom and comments upon its beauty, a poem is born and so is a writer. A friend moves to a different city, she writes about the separation, a writer appears. She loses a loved one; she grieves and out of her tears is born a writer.
“I love thee to the level of everyday’s most quiet need by sun and candle light…I love thee with the breath, smiles, tears, of all my life~ Elizabeth Browning”
I can’t imagine feeling something and not writing about it, I am alive when I write. Books keep me company, I love reading and become a character in the book that I’m reading at the moment, sometimes it’s fun when the book is a happy, nice, and romantic one but it’s scary to be in the plot of a murder mystery or horror story.
I have a million stories I want to share with the world, and I will live even after I am long gone. Though I wear both the hats, of a reader and writer, writing is what keeps me going and saves my soul from corroding.I will end with a beautiful quote by my favorite author Emily Dickinson.
“He ate and drank the precious Words, his Spirit grew robust; He knew no more that he was poor, nor that his frame was Dust~ Emily Dickinson”
Sulekha aka Lucks
Do visit these wonderful writer's blogs and become their followers. Happy reading friends...
CONTINUE ON THE TOUR-----
1. Karen-http://karenvwasylowski.blogspot.com/2011/09/rather-write-or-read.html
2. Roy - http://royd-spiltmilk.blogspot.com/
3. Janu - http://janukulkarni.blogspot.com
4. Karen - http://www.britsunited.blogspot.com
5. Dora - http://peacefrompieces.blogspot.com/
6. Nat - http://readingromances.wordpress.com/
7. Deborah - http://deborahbatterman.com/
8. Sarah - http://sarahbutland.com/blog/
9. Sulekha - http://sulekkha.blogspot.com/
10. Dora - http://blogaliciousauthors.blogspot.com/
Thursday, September 8, 2011
Hungry Soul
Let's make a collage of articles.
"SOUL-MATES"
Friends,
You are invited to my collage making event. All you need to bring to the event is your article on soulmates. Do you believe in soulmates? How and where can you find your soulmate? Does everyone have one?
If you are interested in helping me make this collage, then Please leave your name and blog link at the bottom of the page.My entry is a poem titled Hungry Soul.
Hungry Soul
My Soul is hungry for you,
there is total chaos.
it's messing with my,
feelings for you.
Ever since you've gone away,
so far away, from me.
It misses your touch,
and is slowly rotting away.
Souls need a lot of love,
to survive, in a state of bliss.
They just can't do without,
pure affection and,
their soul mate's kiss.
Kiss of passionate expression,
of tender emotions,
of deep rooted love and care.
It can do wonders for a soul,
cover it with it's soothing shade,
protect from sorrow's harsh glare.
My soul is crying out your name,
It has been for decades.
When will you hear my plea?
When will you understand me?
I miss your presence near me,
need your love to soothe me.
Want your arms around me,
need your lips to revive me.
I need your warmth,
to thaw me,
Want your heat,
to burn me.
Long to hear you say,
you love and miss me,
and are finally,
coming home to me.
Lucks aka Sulekha
"SOUL-MATES"
Friends,
You are invited to my collage making event. All you need to bring to the event is your article on soulmates. Do you believe in soulmates? How and where can you find your soulmate? Does everyone have one?
If you are interested in helping me make this collage, then Please leave your name and blog link at the bottom of the page.My entry is a poem titled Hungry Soul.
Hungry Soul
My Soul is hungry for you,
there is total chaos.
it's messing with my,
feelings for you.
Ever since you've gone away,
so far away, from me.
It misses your touch,
and is slowly rotting away.
Souls need a lot of love,
to survive, in a state of bliss.
They just can't do without,
pure affection and,
their soul mate's kiss.
Kiss of passionate expression,
of tender emotions,
of deep rooted love and care.
It can do wonders for a soul,
cover it with it's soothing shade,
protect from sorrow's harsh glare.
My soul is crying out your name,
It has been for decades.
When will you hear my plea?
When will you understand me?
I miss your presence near me,
need your love to soothe me.
Want your arms around me,
need your lips to revive me.
I need your warmth,
to thaw me,
Want your heat,
to burn me.
Long to hear you say,
you love and miss me,
and are finally,
coming home to me.
Lucks aka Sulekha
Thursday, September 1, 2011
Let's make a collage of articles.
"SOUL-MATES"
Friends,
You are invited to my collage making event. All you need to bring to the event is your article on soulmates. Do you believe in soulmates? How and where can you find your soulmate? Does everyone have one?
If you are interested in helping me make this collage, then Please leave your name and blog link at the bottom of the page, before 7th september.
Sulekha sulekkha.blogspot.com
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