….when you have not stood up to live.”
–Henry David Thoreau
Lately, I’ve been heeding the wise and ignoring the written word for live action. Hence the online absences. Small efforts have been hugely rewarding and blessings are a-plenty. But since my words have long morphed into compulsive exhibitionists, they’ll pop up, I’m sure, for their 5 minutes of hula in the bloglights. Oh look, here they come already!
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You and I were meant to write. Like children with goodie bags, we have our clutch of juicy words. They drip-ooze-squish into our sensibilities.
You and I were meant to write. Even if we scratch mere half-pictures into the chalk-dust, for the other, it’s one sketch too many.
You and I were meant to write. For speech has long been overrated. And the most precious words are deciphered, not intoned.
You and I were meant to write. So our silences don’t get cranky. And crackle at the corners and curl inward to eat themselves.
You and I were meant to write. For all our claims on the nether regions of madness, the world demands one token streak of sanity.
Wisdom Wears Neon Pyjamas 
“You and i were meant to write”
But somehow you seem so right
While i go limericky
Sometimes sticky and icky
You’re always our blogworld’s light and delight!
Welcome back! 🙂
You and I were meant to write
But sometimes, the muse doth bite
The hand that feeds it.
Get Ghattu something soft and cuddly.. I recommend me !!! (yes, I’m still working on that plan to steal him away)
Big hugs and warm wishes to Ghattu from the Imp and her mom
“For speech has long been overrated. And the most precious words are deciphered, not intoned.”- loved it, loved it, loved it!!
It’s when the words
threaten to bubble
over
and out
of me;
when I realise
that I have
no control
over them;
that they are not
content
to nibble
on my brain,
swim
in my blood,
hiss
in my ears
that I realise
that they
are not mine;
that I have to
let them go
to live.
Dear OJ,
You are brilliant. I’ve said so before and I will say it again…please publish a book of poetry!
does this mean you’re working on giving us your version of the compiled wordly wisdom of the wise?
May there be more to exhibit soon.
Have missed reading you. Hugs.
Aunty G: You flatter me so
But this I do know
And I say what I mean
You’re the limerick queen
Your 5-liners always flow!
Nitya: Thenkyoo. Hadn’t gone too far, actually. 🙂
wordjunkie: Ahem. I’ll have you know that you have stiff competition in the soft-and-cuddly department from Ghattu’s mommy and masi.
In love with my life: Glad to make you happy.
M4: In a couple lifetimes, p’raps. 🙂
Nino’s Mum: Nought o’ the sort! But hugs right back.
Nice! 🙂 “the most precious words are deciphered, not intoned”…how lovely and true.
You and I were meant to write
Definately made my day a tad bit more bright 🙂
nice blog!!!
You were meant to write
And I to read you, the light
Of the monitor suffices
For words so bright.
:)The words are as much needed as the action.
Navroze MUbarak!!
Anindita: Wouldn’t you agree? 🙂
rahul: Thanks, Rahul.
dipali: Wah, wah!
rajni: Navroze mubarak! 😀 Hugs to R & N.
and I`m back.
“You and I were meant to write. For speech has long been overrated. And the most precious words are deciphered, not intoned.”
How true,OJ! How very true! Yet another brilliant piece of work!