Pritha's pomes

Some rhyme, romance and a wee bit reason maybe, bear with me ?

The Lotus Leaf

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Raindrops from the previous night,

Drenched a lotus leaf with all their might

But being one to always hold its own,

The leaf prayed for winds so the little drops would be blown.

Soon a gentle breeze kissed the little pond

And one by one the drops loosened their bond,

At last the lotus leaf stood free and clear,

Proud and strong that it held no one too dear.

Just when it thought, it was free of all rain,

And swayed with the ripples knowing it would never feel it again,

It caught a little rainbow sparkling in the sun

And saw that a tiny raindrop was prancing in fun.

Said the little drop to the leaf, “Try hard as you might, I won’t leave your heart.

No matter how strong the wind, I will never be apart.

And if you ask me the reason why, all I know is this,

On a day when the sun scorches you, I will remind you of the monsoons you miss.”

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Author: Yours Truly, Pritha

Professionally have I OD'd on OD ( organizational development ) for over a decade and more . Personally, I am all about making the mundane a wee bit more meaningful and of course a lot more fun in the process. In the course, of course, I very often fall flat on my face, but the joy of getting up makes it worth the "trip" ! Visit, explore, and do write back what you thought, and why you will come back again or never ever; either way I am grateful you dropped by ! Am quite a scatterbrain which is synonymous with being a Saggittarian, so don't take me too seriously; I try not to :) on most of my sensible days. On "other" days, I have more than enough very very well meaning well wishers, who do that for me and land me safely back to earth ! What would I do without them I wonder ? And then I pause, and I often ponder. For all the times I haven't let them be, How on earth would they feel, they were saner than me? Arguably and not so humbly yours... Pritha PS: And yes.. a new mom at 41 is my new identity and I am writing a new chapter with my little girl one gurgle at a time...

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