Category: Nature

Bobbleheads, solar dancers and the kind…


In the midst of “monkeys jumping on the bed, kittens losing their mittens and the wheels on the bus going round and round”, there is one thing that keeps me sane, other than my baby girl smiling of course, and that is the innumerable bobbleheads/solar dancers that are dancing on my patio stand. I love them. No wonder I run to the Dollar Tree once they come out with the new collection. Currently, I have around 20 of them. Different characters, all dancing merrily in the sun, or even on a cold windy day.

Every day when my baby is having her morning nap, I love sitting on the sofa, looking at them nodding their heads merrily, slowly going tkk-tkk. There is some sort of peace in watching them move. Probably, it is the rhythm, or the precision of every bobble. A lot of people turn their heads to see the dancers, while they are walking the dog, or going for a walk, or a jog. I have seen quite a number of people smile looking at them. Our Fedex delivery lady loves them. She says so herself every time she drops a package.

I add on to the collection every now and then, much to my husband’s displeasure. He hates the Dollar Tree and he hates my bobbleheads, though the first bobblehead I bought, the valentine devil, adores his otherwise messy cubicle. This was last year, when I didn’t know a little devil of our own was on her way. I am addicted to them and have passed on the same thing to my mother in law. Why else would she take these back to India? 😛

As I write this post, I see my baby girl playing on her gym mat and my adorable dancers dancing away to glory to the tunes of the sun in sunny SanDiego. Sure, life is messy, but these bobbleheads teach us that we still can dance all day long.



Do you want to come down?

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Little speckles in the sky,
Do you want to come down
For a cup of chai?
 Miles away and shining bright,
Do you want to come down
Have a quick bite?
Let us change the scary obvious,
Do you want to come down
Make our lives glorious?
Things can get very fine,
Do you want to come down
Spread your shine?
We die and become stars,
Do you want to come down
Erase our loved ones’ scars?


#Day 2 prompt : “Our (as always, optional) prompt, provided to us by NaPoWriMo participant Carla Jones. Today, I challenge you to take your gaze upward, and write a poem about the stars. You may find inspiration in this website that lists constellations, while also providing information on the myths associated with each one, as well as other salient information. Your poem could be informed by those myths or historical details, by the shapes or names of the constellations, or by childhood memories of seeing them. Any form or style will do.”


A raindrop

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a drop-
ever so mild,
ever so small,
ever so lucid,
dancing beautifully
on the tiny green leaves,
merging onto the surface,
being one in unison. A drop
you are, a drop that smells
heavenly, a drop you can
touch and destroy, so soft,
so delicate, so tiny, not
blue, not green. I hear,
tip-tip you fall, you
cry, you die.
*As a part of NaPoWriMo. #17
*The prompt by NaPoWriMo today was: “to write a poem in which you very specifically describe something in terms of at least three of the five senses. So, for example, your poem could carefully describe the smell of something, the taste of something, and the sound of something. It might be helpful to pick things you have actually encountered during your day: a cup of coffee at the office (“burnt, flat, and joylessly acrid”), or a hyacinth in the neighobr’s yard (“riotously curled petals shading violet-lavender-white, against the dark-green glossy-smooth leaves”).” 
*Also, do visit my friends who are participating in the challenge. You won’t be disappointed.

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