Been a bad week at work. S has gone to sleep long back so decided to read some poems by few of my favorite people. This one arrested my thoughts. I loved it. Sharing the same here. To Have Succeeded To laugh often and love much: To win respect of intelligent people And the affection of children; To earn the approbation of honest critics And … Continue reading Wandering thoughts..
MILLIE’S MOTHER’S RED DRESS It hung there in the closet While she was dying, Mother’s red dress Like a gash in the row Of dark, old clothes She had worn away her life in. They had called me home, And I knew when I saw her She wasn’t going to last. When I saw the dress, I said “Why, Mother – How beautiful! I’ve never … Continue reading Do you love yourself enough?
Jenny Curran: Do you ever dream, Forrest, about who you’re gonna be? Forrest Gump: Who I’m gonna be? Jenny Curran: Yeah. Forrest Gump: Aren’t-aren’t I going to be me? Since the time I learnt the meaning of ambition it had always been “Cardiologist”. There was something noble about being a doctor. My dad used to regale me with tales of his friend who left a … Continue reading Cross roads