In my World

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In my world,

there is no sorrow

there is no depression

there is no anxiety

there is no crime

there is no violence

there is no hunger

there is no betrayal

there is no politics

In my world,

there is only love.

Brought by benign souls

Promoted by kind angels

They share their excess with kindness

They accept from others with humility.

And they maintain a balance.

Tell me you are one of them.

Tell me.

Because I know, that I am.

But my world needs you to become perfect.

My world needs change to become what I define it to be.

My world.

Born free. Free to choose.

Live and Help Live.

O for…

Oats.

And here’s how you cook oats so that you don’t hate them.

Heat a tsp ghee, crackle mustard seeds, add a pod of black cardamom crushed, toss in two tablespoons of oats, salt, stir for exactly 10 seconds.

Add 3 cups of water and let it boil well. Now, oats get thicker and softer.

Remove from fire. Let it cool for 5 mins. 

Now ready to eat?

Not yet.

Add 2 tbsp of curds, mix well and now,

EAT. ENJOY. MMM.

Secrets

Sometimes, I still wonder.

I did move on.

But I still want to know the secrets.

Why were they kept away from me?

Maybe I want to see repentance.

Maybe I want to close the loop.

Today, I am strong.

And balanced too.

I feel sad – that I can’t see anyone in trouble.

Foolish me, I keep dreaming of her – why?

Foolish me, I keep thinking he will apologise. Why?

Foolish me, I wonder what happened – why?

Foolish me, I feel sad about his depression – is it bipolar? is it schizophrenia?

I don’t know. Maybe I shouldn’t know. Maybe I should.

It’s gone. All gone. Gone. Gone. Gone.

Peace.