Ready to go

 Waiting for the seed to split

For the roots to hold

For the leaves to dance

Then I can grow, cell by cell

A bud that pleases no eyes or nose.

My efforts grow, with help or no

Opening up to the world.

Cared and pruned, or not.

Plucked and collected, or not.

Bound and arranged, or not.

Does it matter?

Earned a smile already,

From someone, Somewhere,

Life’s purpose fulfilled,

Now ready to go…


The Versatile Blogger Award

First of all, I would like to thank Yuvi’s Buzz for nominating me for this beautiful award. This is a great amount of encouragement and motivation for newbie writers like me!

The Versatile Blogger Award features bloggers who love what they do and show their passion virtually.  As the web page about the Versatile Blogger Award says: Honour those bloggers who bring something special to your life whether everyday or only now and then.

Rules for the nominations:

  • Thank the person who nominated you.
  • Nominate up to 15 bloggers for this award and inform them.
  • Share seven facts about yourself.
  • Put the logo of Versatile Blogger in your post and display the rules also.  

Seven facts about myself

  1.  I love writing and hope to be a novelist soon.
  2. I love reading and once I start a book, I keep at it for so long that I sometimes forget a meal.
  3. I admire people who don’t give up on their dreams.
  4. I like to learn new things, and prefer the fun of learning it by myself.
  5. Sometimes I try and create new recipes while cooking. 
  6. I love photography, especially micro photography, pictures of flowers and sunrise or sunset.
  7. While I enjoy drawing, portraits excite me the most.

Now is the difficult part of this post. Nominating others for this award. I find it really hard to pick great bloggers because there are so many amazing ones out there. Anyway, here are some of my favorite ones.


  1. Yuvisbuzz 
  2. Bhavna
  3. Sketches by Nitesh 
  4. Gauri
  5. Vandana
  6. Sidharth 
  7. Shreya Vohra 
  8. Diana 
  9. Bisma Naveed
  10. Between the lines 

My Dear Darling (6)

Read the previous letters here:

My Dear Darling series 

Day 12
My Dear Darling,

     I hope you and the baby are doing well.  My days are quickly becoming torturous.  More than the atrocities I have done, one thing keeps me far from sleep. I killed a little boy. Not more than 5 of age, he was a skinny boy covered in dirt, defenseless and scared. He cried as his village burned in red flames, filled with screams of people burning alive.

      Men, women and children alike were dying before they knew what hit them. This little boy was running around, so scared and in pain, covered in blood, trying to find his mother. The next bomb ended his life in a scream. No evidence was left of his existence. 

     I am unable to find pleasure in any of my victories but the fact that I am still alive, and can get back to my family. The more I think about what I am doing, more doubts crowd my mind. I have come to resent all this so much that now, I think war is nothing but a dignified way of mass murdering; Nothing more than glorified savagery that covers ones hands in blood. Looking back, I have so much blood on mine that I can’t ever hope to wash off. How do I sleep anymore?

Soldier in love. 

Image Source: Pixabay
Daily prompt: Dignify

My Dear Darling (5)

Read the previous letters here:

My Dear Darling series 

Day 7

My Dear Darling,

     I received your correspondence just now. What wonderful news you have given me! I cannot express in words my joy. I wish I was there with you when you found out about the pregnancy. Now I can only imagine your sweet blush when you tell me we are having a baby, such a pretty pink coloring your cheeks. 

    I wish this war would be over soon, even more so, now that I know my little family is growing. Hopefully, with blessings from heaven, it will all end. After knowing such joy and longing, I cannot help but wish every man could return home to his family, friendly and enemy alike. 

    A person changes as he grows. I believe me wanting everyone to go back home is my own growth, for I used to be a man who believed war was glorious, horror and all. I used to love the adrenaline that runs through my veins as my heart beats synchronize with the battle drums. I used to think war is the only way for peace. But now I know true peace comes from the love that fills your heart, love for your own family.

     Tomorrow, I leave once again, to do my duty to my country. Tomorrow, I step back into the nightmare. But tonight, I am going to sleep with a smile on my lips, heart warm with love, thinking about the day I will hold our baby.


Soldier in love.

Image Source: Pixabay 

Daily Prompt: Synchronize