Nivedita Das Narayan

I've been meaning to write to you for the last few weeks and today, finally, I had to! Please don't mind if I come straight to the gut of the reason - You dropped in a bit too often in the last few weeks!  Either just to irritate me or to frustrate the other two who live with me. Every time, ok - most times, I saw you approach, rather intrepidly, driving-in in that massive luxury four wheel that you've acquired off late, in matt finish with the purr, parking on the side-lanes, within the rules so that the alert Singapore traffic cops can't send home a ticket! Such well placed civic sense and no social sense? Arriving unannounced, without a cue?! Did you just stop adapting to this day that we live in? Do you not know that today we book time to connect - even our moms book time to talk, call and visit us?! Oh, you may not 'coz you must still arrive at your Mom's doorstep without even ringing the bell?! OR...don't tell me!! you still live wit...

I got myself a Dreamcatcher . It trapped some, allowed many to filter out and away. Some that tangled in the web disappeared with the Sun. The morning peeped through the shutters of my window. I am human. I only yearned the ones lost. With barely half an eye, only a quarter of the heart on the dreams firmly caught in its porous wings. The ones that with little love would slide down the feathers, to drop, as tiny snowflakes of dreams whispering their fruition on my sleeping shoulders. But none of that romanced me. Not then. I am only human. God is not human. He knows I'll turn a bend, Someday, and mourn the ones once caught, castaway, and lost. With remorse and guilt. HE knows, I am only human. He watered those saps, waify- buds amorous to grow out of their dreamy tangle, Kindled life in them. Dormant at the moment, wombing a Tree of Life. Because HE knows I am human. One-day, I will find my way back ...