Anita Satyajit

On the streets of Ooty

On her forehead worries collapsed one upon another a wrinkly pile of seasons harsh sustaining each other Wrapped in wool her body refused warmth creeping into her heart with a strangers smile She sat crumbling in pavements indifferent to her plight diffidence poised on her lips waiting for the dusk that forever hung over theContinueContinue reading “On the streets of Ooty”

Oblique rants 1

From where you look, you see a world which seems daunting, imposing, bewildering and you wonder how can you, so tiny an object in the microcosm of existence, be an object of wonder. Insignificance overwhelms you with its voice and the pounding you feel inside, as you wonder about your role in the greater schemeContinueContinue reading “Oblique rants 1”

Re-discovering writing with Rilke

An impulse is enough to remind you of what you love and truly cherish. In the recent years earning income from my writing has become so necessary that at moments I forget what it is to write for passion; to give in to the urge inside which at the very moment that I want toContinueContinue reading “Re-discovering writing with Rilke”

My poems in kritya

It is not untrue when they say we can create the realities of our life. Writing poetry was always a closet affair. To find papers to scribble into and then tuck them away, lest they fall in someone’s hands. Writing away, I realised earlier this year that I had a couple of book full ofContinueContinue reading “My poems in kritya”

A typical conversation

Morning as soon as Pranav wakes up, S measures his face with his palm and pretends to be surprised by how he has grown up. Then he proceeds to measure my face with his palm and tells Pranav that Mama’s face has grown taller. Face grown taller! I ran to the mirror to ensure thatContinueContinue reading “A typical conversation”

Life has been good

Which just shows me that the moment you begin to believe in the power to create your destiny, life sends both laughs and tears your way. But joys are so powerful that they have the ability to make all tearful moments seem mundane and a waste of our energies. And that is how I haveContinueContinue reading “Life has been good”

Defining Feminisim

Many have asked me ( including S), to define feminism. This is by far the best definition I have encountered. And in case you want to know, yes I consider myself one. It is time I began to speak.

And the year went by

And what a year 2009 was! From fighting post-partum blues to falling in love with my little one, it was a year that brought me in touch with my darkest emotions/fears and my strength. The entire year I have struggled to cope with the changes that have taken place in my life. Spent most ofContinueContinue reading “And the year went by”

A thought

In newness, you will find your old self again. Because when faced with the unfamiliar, the known surfaces.

To my children

For Sairam, Pranav, Aanya, Nethra, Rishab, Parv, Jathin, Ved and all kids I Pray That you find courage, to be brave That you nurture compassion, to be kind That you choose honest,y to be truthful That you believe in goodness, to be virtuous That you encourage innovation, to be different That you discover meditation, toContinueContinue reading “To my children”