Writer’s Poem: Race

Writer’s Poem: Race

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Its been a long and nerve wrecking week for me. Two more days and I get the weekend to relax, take a deep breath and either catch-up or procrastinate on all the things I need to do. Until then, we have today, a day for me to share a poem I love and I think you’d like as well. Spoiler alert, today’s poem talks about race.

Harper Lee, the author of To Kill A Mockingbird, described the situation of a mixed race child well when she said, “The black people didn’t want them because they were white, and the white people didn’t what them because they had black blood”. This begs the question, where does this leave a mixed race child? The sad thing about this is that it is still happening today, decades after Harper Lee’s books.
The poem below introduced me to the poet, Toi Derricotte. Do take a minute and read the poem below, unhurriedly.

Passing by Toi Derricotte
A professor invites me to his “Black Lit” class; they’re
reading Larson’s Passing. One of the black
students says, “Sometimes light-skinned blacks
think they can fool other blacks,
but I can always tell,” looking
right through me.
After I tell them I am black,
I ask the class, “Was I passing
when I was just sitting here,
before I told you?” A white woman
shakes her head desperately, as if
I had deliberately deceived her.
She keeps examining my face,
then turning away
as if she hopes I’ll disappear. Why presume
“passing” is based on what I leave out
and not what she fills in?
In one scene in the book, in a restaurant,
she’s “passing,”
though no one checked her at the door—
“Hey, you black?”
My father, who looked white,
told me this story: every year
when he’d go to get his driver’s license,
the man at the window filling
out the form would ask,
“White or black?” pencil poised, without looking up.
My father wouldn’t pass, but he might
use silence to trap a devil.
When he didn’t speak, the man
would look up at my father’s face.
“What did he write?”
my father quizzed me.

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Writer’s Quote: W.B Yeats

Writer’s Quote: W.B Yeats

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Have you read a poem which makes you smile. Simple and straightforward, devoid of complexities or dramatic punches. Well, you are about to.

For this week’s writer’s Quote/Poem Wednesday,  I chose to share a poem by William Butler Yeats, which is different from his usual poetic style. And being the great poet that he is, W.B Yeats nailed this short melodious poem.

I hope you enjoy it

Where my books go by W.B Yeats
All the words that I utter,
And all the words that I write,
Must spread out their wings untiring,
And never rest in their flight,
Till they come where your sad, sad heart is,
And sing to you in the night,
Beyond where the waters are moving,
Storm-darken’d or starry bright.

Blogger Q and A

Blogger Q and A

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The lovely blogger at Accidentally inked nominated me for an award. I honestly don’t do them anymore, but I loved the questions she put forth. And anyway its been a long time since I did one of these so I thought, I’ll give a shot.

What’s the best thing you like about your blog?

Ohhh lets see. I actually love everything. The fiction because I never thought I could actually do one of those “flash fictions” and now, I look forward to writing them; certainly pushed me out of my comfort zone.
The poetry because writing them have been such comfort and therapy at the same time. And the writer’s quote/poem because it gives me the opportunity to share with all of you, the reason why I fell in love with poetry.

What do you tell yourself to convince yourself so that you stay positive when something bad happens?

Honestly- I try to remember that everything happens for a reason and things could have been worse.

Do you like books? If yes, what did you last read?

I Love books, but then again I am a picky reader. I tend to stick to the same kind of genres. Don’t judge me, I’ve branched out but I just don’t enjoy them and i’ld rather not read what I don’t enjoy.
I’m currently reading a book by David Baldacci- The escape. It is the 3rd book in a John Puller series.

Do you think it’s okay to be scared of cats?

Hahaha, I am one of them. Of course its not okay to be scared of cats but thats why they are called “phobias”. They are irrational fears after all. 

What do you say, lets get to know one another? I am throwing these questions to anyone/everyone who reads this:
1) Coffee or Tea
2) summer or winter
3) Vanilla or chocolate
4) crime novel or Romance novel
5) Documentary or movie

You can answer in the comments below or in a new post. Lets do this 👊🏽

 

Roots-

Roots-

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They told me my colour,
Was like dirt on the ground,
To be stamped on, and trod on-
Had no dignity on the land.

But my mother told me,
It was the colour of the land,
This dull brown, they tramp on,
From it, We will rise.

They told me to back off,
Books weren’t for my kind,
It was picking time in lane’s hill,
Cotton’s all that’s worth my time.

My mother laughed and countered,
Without me there’d be no kind,
For books can’t feed their stomach,
They’d always need my kind.

They said I had no history,
My past was a hole in time,
An arrow which hit its target,
We were a lost- lost tribe.

My mother shook with fury,
At the claim we had no roots;
History’s filled with us she raged,
Our tears, our blood, our joys.

From then, I hugged the library
Time for Cotton, time for books;
When they claim I have no history,
I write out to them of our roots.

The above image is courtesy of All black everything. Tumblr

The Pokemon Go book tag 

The Pokemon Go book tag 


Yesterday, I came across a fun Pokemon Go book tag on TheJouskaBlog which was originally created by Read at midnight and thought I’d try it out too. So Here goes:

 

Hands down, To kill a mockingbird by Harper Lee. I’ve read this book multiple times and with every read, I fall more in love with the story and the characters as well.


Six seconds by Rick Mofina. This is the first Rick Mofina book I could not finish reading. 


No book comes to mind at the moment, who knows, maybe I’ll remember later .


This one is easy- All the lights we cannot see by Anthony Doer. It’s been sitting on my shelf for over a year now. 


There are quite a few actually. But one of my favourite is Three by Ted Dekker. If you are looking for a psychological thriller, then I recommend this book. You won’t be disappointed. 


So, I had to google “OTP” to find out its meaning. Apparently, it means “one true pairing”. I don’t believ I have one. 


Ohhhh Seige by Simon Kernick. This book is on fire!


Enid Blyton’s Malory Towers and st Clare’s . Also, Regan Reilly Mysteries by Carol Higgins Clark 


Frankenstein by Mary Shelley. Even though this book was published in 1818, I only read it a few months ago. Needless to say, I Absolutely loved it and would not mind reading it all over again.


That would be none.


Malory towers and st Clare’s by Enid Blyton.


Well, not forever, but I am excited for the realease of the 3rd book in David Baldacci’s Amos Decker series. The first two are- The Last mile and Memory Man and they were simply awesome.


Mary Higgins Clark, I don’t believe any of her books disappoint and also, Simon Kernick.

On a side note, I don’t really have an idea as to what this Pokemon Go game is about?! (Tell me I’m not the only one living under a rock). And, That’s it, my book tag answers. Take up the questions if you’d love to, I’ll be looking forward to reading your answers.

Writer’s Quote: Innocence

Writer’s Quote: Innocence

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This week’s theme for writer’s quote is innocence which for me is synonymous with children. I remember coming back from school as a kid, and eagerly awaiting 4pm which is when the cartoons start rolling on the TV. I wasn’t a big fan of Winnie the Pooh back then, but looking back, I realise there’s so much wisdom in that cartoon. The character’s showcase diversity and at the same time create a hidden awareness to mental health, while still retaining the innocence associated with childhood. A.A.Milne did an amazing job in writing Winnie-the-pooh.

The above quote reminds me of two people- Joy, who gives us a weekly dose of inspiring quotes here on WordPress which more often than not, contain a Winnie the Pooh quote. And a friend of mine, Leila, who is my partner in crime when it comes to things like food.

It’s an amazing feeling, when even reading a few words, bring back memories of a time, place and people. I guess that’s the power of words. No matter how few or insignificant they may seem, to someone, somewhere, it may their first reason to smile that day.
Here’s to writing even on the days we don’t feel like we can.

This post is in response to Writers Quote Wednesday Writng Challenge hosted by SilverThreading and RonovanWrites. 

Writer’s Quote: Enid Blyton

Writer’s Quote: Enid Blyton

 

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One of my Guilty pleasures is reading Enid Blyton’s books. I have a feeling, it doesn’t matter how old I get, I would always find pleasure in immersing myself in her fictional school life.

Her books, Malory Towers and St Clare’s which are about life in an English Girls boarding school are full of wisdom, advice and a lot of inspirational quotes like the one above. You meet so many different and realistic characters on the way- it is a journey.

There’s the sensible Sally, the hot tempered Darrel, the joker Alicia who’s best friend Betty isn’t much better either. There’s the scatterbrain Irene, the conceited Mavis, the Horse-mad Bill, the shy Mary Lou, the french carefree Claudine and a whole array of other interesting characters.

Reading these books, you learn about responsibility and what it means to be a team. You learn that being smart and top in class are all good things, but being sensible, responsible and kind hearted people are equally important. You learn, it doesn’t matter how rich your parents are or how angelic you look on the outside, as long as the inside is rotten. You learn that being spiteful gets you nowhere in life. You learn lessons that’d stay with you for the rest of time.

And that’s it for this week’s Writer’s quote Wednesday writing challenge , hosted by SilverThreading and RonovanWrites. Till next time 😄

Writer’s Quote: Kahlil Gibran

Writer’s Quote: Kahlil Gibran

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The theme for this week’s writers quote is “Wisdom“. It was a befitting choice personally for me, cause I’m currently reading a poetic prose book which I would say is full of wisdom. The book in question is, Kahlil Gibran’s “The prophet”.

At first, I tried to binge read it and get to the end but quickly realized, this wasn’t that kinda book. The prophet, is the type of book where you read a chapter, drown in the beauty of the words and pause at the end to let the all too clear message sink in and resonate with your soul.

Kahlil Gibran talks about majority of things pertaining to our daily lives in his book. Each chapter is dedicated to a struggle- pain, joy, family, love, passion, work and a whole lot more.

The quote above is a passage from the chapter where he writes about friendship. To think that this book was released in the year 1923 and here we are, almost a century later and his words are living on and inspiring. I guess, that’s the beauty of writing. It has no expiry date, it simply lives on…


The above post is in response to Writer’s Quote Wednesday Writing Challenge hosted by SilverThreading and RonovanWrites. For more information On how to participate, just click on the highlighted link above. 🙂

Him, her, coffee…

Him, her, coffee…

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Here we go again;
The girl-
With the notebook;
The boy,
With his hopes up,
Today will be the day,
I can see the eagerness-
In the way,
He twitches his left foot,
Sifts his fingers
Through raven hair;
How doesn’t she notice.
I pass his coffee- the usual
He smiles;
I sigh;

The girl has arrived,
Note in hand, gaze down
I notice, I just notice
The flushed cheeks
Twirling hair-
She was into him, too;
I sigh again
At the hopelessness of lovers.
Do I bring these two
Together;
Tell him to tell her;
But then-
I’m only a waiter
I move on to the next order
Leaving the lovers-
To another day of
I wish I’d said something…

So, I came across this awesome poem by Rupali, “The girl in the bookstore” which inspired me to write this poem. But that’s not all, Rupali’s poem was actually inspired by one written by are Rehman Jafar “The coffee shop“. Thank you guys for inspiring me.

The above image is courtesy of The bw photo

Writer’s Quote: Daphne Du Maurier

Writer’s Quote: Daphne Du Maurier

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I was talking to an old friend today and explained how I wanted a two weeks break from school and stress without having to make any plans or be compelled to visit anyone. Just me, with my girls and our books and cups of tea, chilling, relaxing and watching episodes of criminal minds. He didn’t get it.

There is a certain contentment, an aura of calmness, when you’re with the ones you love and doing what you love to do- reading and writing; many people I have come across don’t understand it, but the truth is, it is NOT for them to understand. We’re happy, relaxed and for a few days, enjoying the silence, isn’t that all that matters. They assume it is a boring life, but actually, there is nothing more interesting than being with like minded people, surrounded by books and stories with amazing characters or challenging one’s self creatively.

Happiness isn’t defined by luxury, it is a state of mind- whether in a glass house or in wooden one. I once read, a few years back that Poets are sad people. For a while I believed it; but now I’ve come to realize just because some write-ups are fueled by sad emotions doesn’t mean ‘current sadness”. Writing it out is just like crying, letting the negativity out in order to create space for the happiness yet to come, and to me that’s not being sad; that’s dealing with life.

Cheers to everyone who enjoys reading and writing either in luxury or simplicity. This world is big enough for both categories.

This post is in response to Writer’s Quote Wednesday hosted by a Silver Threading.