Writersmind.Surabhi

My eyes are now the most powerful part of my face. With the mask covering my favorite shade of lipstick, my lips which have never been described in poetry, and making my voice louder than I would like it to be, my eyes have now learned to talk. They are also more observant than they were earlier. They now focus on people’s eyes, rather than their masks, when they talk to me. My eyes want to feel everything and show everything that they feel. On the trips to the grocery store, watching the morning sunrise, meeting a familiar face on my evening walks, my eyes can now say a lot more than my words. I can feel them widen when they are surprised, smile when they are happy, talk when they are stimulated, stay content & happy to dream, when they are closed. They have invented a language of their own and speak their mind boldly.  Thanks to the mask! On a more serious note, we all know how important wearing masks are right now. Please check out my friend's blog if you want to

Excited to be published for the first time on this website. Read the full story here

A guest post on the techniques that I use to build characters. Read here

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My eyes dance with a special sparkle when I think of her, My grandma. Her stories brought alive the writer in me, making my imagination waltz with my words. Her songs taught me more than notes of music, allowing my voice to slow dance with her wisdom. Her jokes and laughter kept me energized like feet moving in rhythm for an edgy, intense Hip Hop. Every time, my mind travels to the corners of these lanes of nostalgia, my heart dances, admiring the beauty in each memory, akin to the quiet elegance of a ballet in which, grace meets unseen energy. Just the way our memories meet at the slightest trigger. like feet moving in reflex to upbeat music. 

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And in other news yesterday’s  “India “ “China” face off seems to have subsided today morning Since it’s too hot I keep making short visits to the balcony while cooking , to cool down in the cool (comparatively) morning breeze as well as keep an eye on my avian neighbours Yesterday morning the gubbi ( sparrow in Kannada) crowd was at a very high decibel excited state, flying about , twittering away .... I thought maybe an unwelcome visitor to their bougainvillea bower ... Then spotted a sparrow couple engaged in a violent skirmish with the resident starling couple The starling couple have staked claim to the chimney exhaust pipe in the opposite house second floor ( The mynah bird couple are nesting in the third floor chimney exhaust having successfully defended their property from the pesky pigeons ) I have seen a sparrow couple getting in and out of the second floor exhaust during the day and have also seen the starling couple in the mornings and evenings Were they s