In twilight of my austere life My weary soul intensely stirred My meditative mind is rife Boldly rational vision blurred. Familiar fragrance wafts In the
Author: Pradnya Surve
Pradnya Surve is a mother of two grown ups (both my children are settled in their professional space). She holds a Master’s Degree (MSc) in Child Development and Family Relations from Mumbai University. She has worked as a teacher, counsellor and research associate. She and her husband run a business. Reading and writing is her passion since childhood.
Marriages are Made in Heaven
Today we must put in a word for Mansi. Many people will be coming for the wedding”, Madhu said to his wife as he mentally
Springtime Glory
As I view the vibrant array Ebullient with colorful displays Of a landscape It feels like paint splurged to celebrate With different hues of springtime
Cinderella
Cinderella Cinderella A mirella A wicked stepmother Two evil sisters Family so sinister. Ball at the castle Wicked greedy sisters hustle Fairy Godmother saves struggle
Values Say
Values say kind heart is garden Kind affectionate words its roots Caringly fill and permeate your garden with sunshine. Your kind deeds are its ripened
My Bouquet of Love
My life fragrant with a bouquet of loveMother tenderly nurtures my beingHer Love flows abundantly through the cordI am the flower blooming in her worldMother’s
Lavender- The Delicate Beauty
She stands among rows of blossom Yet she stands out not just for her fragranceHer hypnotizing elegance as the spiked beautyThe long stem delicately waves at
Truth Prevails
The waves rolled up and down as the breeze caressed her black tresses. Her mind was in an upheaval as if the tide tossed her
It was all over too soon
When you were born I saw a rival But your chubby face Made me dance with joy Each day was fun Every moment a lively
Memories Forever
My nest was complete Abounding with nestlings Chirrups resonant Flutter all over The feathers woven intricately Thorns never sensed The snug warm feeling Cheer and
Life Moves On
It was a dark night. The raindrops tapped on the window pane. Riya paced up and down in her room clutching her book. The fiery thoughts
Let Death Not Do Us Apart
“Hey Denis! Aren’t you ready yet? , Harry called out to his dear friend. “In a moment dude”, Denis rushed out of the front door
Music of My Life
The aroma of the south Indian coffee reached Murli’s olfactory sense. He took a deep breath and waited in anticipation for Bala to come. “
Now or Never
“It is a perfect vineyard located in the picturesque hillside.” The realtor, in his booming voice gave a captivating description of the place. Lucien and