When she walks pass silently, cocooned in her thoughts,does anyone pause a second to notice? When her dupatta unknowingly brushes her perfume in the air, does the temperature turns rosy? When she weeps to herself hoping someone would understand, does anyone pay heed? All this and much more, when you fail to observe; you lose a precious moment of her, with her. So, come follow the photographic trail of these magical stories of womanhood, whispering for your attention. For they say, a beautiful woman stops traffic but a captivating woman makes the world go round...
SOULMATES IN THEIR SPACE
Around you, I am in a process. I am learning to love, to feel, to know. I expand my heart with your every touch. I smile a little more as your aura slowly pierces mine and expands it a little more. Your careless aroma is an assurance that you will cross oceans for me, for my happiness. Together, even our scars shine brighter than the moonlight. With you, I feel secure. I feel happy. You make me more of a woman that I am already. I feel ‘me’.
DANCING TO MY TUNE
I live to express. I love to play with forces of nature that so humanly entangles us. My wild heart is made to break the barriers someone so often set on me. I care no more now. Look, the air is now lighter, softer with the ticklish sound of my anklets, my bangles and my zest. Each movement alleviates the pain sitting on my shoulders. I am slowly becoming free. I am living up to ‘me’.
Call it my routes, my culture, my style. My covered face is a symphony of emotions I am so good in keeping away from you. I stand on my ground firm and win my battles with discreet silence. My history is carved with pain, my present with struggles but I never fail to persevere with the core strength of my being. For I know it’s my time to step-up, to fuel the fire, to roar my boat harder, even though, I may do it all from a hidden space.
WHEEL OF WOMANHOOD
I am born, I am loved, I am cared, I am hurt, I am defeated. I will keep pushing the wheel forward. I may not say it frankly, but I like to rule the woods and concrete jungles. I like to swim in the horrific ocean of rigid systems and at the same time sing in the rain of enthusiasm. I like to stay secure in my nest and the next day fly away from that nest to explore something more. No matter what the circumstance the more of ‘me’ is carved into a better version of ‘me.’
I am a woman. I radiate the light of the moon and reflect the glitter of the sun. My sparkle kills, thrills and inspires. I am innocently crafting love with my delicate persona. My flirtatious smell casts a spell even on pre-occupied minds. I don’t take painstaking hours to polish my attraction just to stand out in the crowd. I do this to bring out my inner charisma in the most dramatic ways, I know of. As for you, if you dwell deeper you may need just one of ‘me’ to fulfil your world, nothing more, noting less.
WRAPPED IN SHYNESS
I am a wise eagle. I am an observant sparkle, hidden behind my thoughts and my rosy cheeks. Some may take me for granted. Some may overlook me completely. But I am amused, so very amused by the rustlings of the world that I chose to stay hidden. Simply hidden, neither unaware, nor ignorant and definitely not naive. If you listen closely and talk calmly you will see the butterfly where you first spotted a caterpillar. Oh world, I am noticing you, more than you think...in my own special way.
I own a little bit of heaven. I work tirelessly to give it a distinct identity. A character which resonates with me, my life and which over the course of time has become my entire world. I am the queen bee here. I gamble my mind and heart to bring out the best in everyone. Each day the sun rises to share his sunshine with me. I reign, I roar, I love, I create, I think, I feel, I forgive, I sustain, I let go. For I am the ‘home-maker.’