STOEM#9- The Times

On a lazy and boring pandemic afternoon, I smiled for a change when I opened my phone to one of those “this day that year” notification. A set of pictures of one of our family trip brought all those memories back. I asked dad, “Can we watch all these pictures?” on the laptop, and he said, “Even better, lets watch them all together”! A video call was set up, and the whole group sat together recalling all those wonderful moments. We laughed, teased, clapped and argued on the different versions of the same story. Afternoon soon got merged with night and we were still not even half way done. This left me wondering about this creation called Pictures, on which I wrote this stoem….

Times when you laughed as if you don’t care

when you needed someone and they were there

Times when you tried out something new

That dish you cooked, or that sketch you drew

Times when your day wasn’t really good

But you smiled at the camera like anybody would

Times when you were just with your family

Those weddings, birthdays and anniversary

Times you just hit the road to places unknown

those crazy memories that are your own

moments you captured so they could be cherished

re-watched, rewinded and relived,

telling you to smile, Its time to have fun

so stop, take a break, make another one

choose your moments and make them freeze all you need to do is smile and say cheese!

STOEM#8- THE OPEN PALM

THE OPEN PALM

During the vacation of my 1st standard, we visited a resort named Rann Riders in the Little Rann of Kutch in Gujarat. Our stay was in a wooden cottage with greenery all around. I woke up to find a beautiful butterfly fluttering across my room. I really enjoyed that moment and wanted to catch it as it made me happy. But it flew away and I had tears in my eyes. Seeing me like this my dad said,” Pranjali, good moments are supposed to be observed and enjoyed while you have them, but you can not keep them forever”. He told me an experience which inspired the Stoem below: –

I was sitting on the bench in my favourite place to be,

With nature all around I felt enlightened and free.

That’s when a butterfly came and sat on my palm,

It wasn’t afraid, it was peaceful and calm.

I melted in its colours, I saw perfect symmetry,

Something in me lightened up and filled me with glee.

But as quickly as it had come, it just flew away,

Which made me quite upset, I had so much more to say.

The next day I went to that same place again,

and came the butterfly as if to explain.

My mind full of greed, made me close my hand,

when I opened it, no longer it could stand.

I realized, good moments, like that butterfly, come and go,

You can’t keep them forever, you can’t break the flow.

But always remember when you are letting go of one,

There are many more good moments waiting to come.