New Year Resolutions

Fabulous start of the week, dear followers,friends and readers 🥰
My resolutions for 2020 are to remain faithful and loyal to you;
To focus on my poetry and writing career;
To give the best of myself to the world .
I need your support which you can give me by reading my books, my posts and my write ups.
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Most of all, give me Love 💗

Anita

Happy Birthday ♑️

I am a Capricorn;
I believe in hard work, achievement and success;I am idealistic, dynamic and go getting;I am ambitious and I know how to take my dreams further;For me ‘nothing succeeds like success ‘and ‘nothing venture, nothing gain’
In life and in love, I always go for the best;
I am loving and compassionate;I adore and cherish children; I love and respect my elders and old folks.
I love my friends and I will do anything to make them happy;
I firmly advocate for ‘only when I love myself, I am able to truly love others’;
I stand for liberty, peace and justice;
I claim loudly that only love makes the world go round;
The list of intrinsic worth is quite extensive so the arduous rock climber will pause here;
Defects I have a few but, too few to mention.
Happy Birthday to All Capricorns!Anita Bacha

The First Leaf 🍁 of the Fall

Behold the first turn of the autumn leaf 🍁

From green ☘️to amber light,

From yellow to rusty veins;

Behold the game of life,

Like the autumn leaf 🍂

We have lived,

Knowing life is a gift 💝 of God,

Gracefully, we detach,

We take our leave,

Make way for new leaves 🍀🌿🍃🍀

Anita Bacha

Illustrative/Photography/Anita Bacha/Frankfurt/Germany

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Sopping Flower 🌺

You open to me in the heat of the sun,

Your purple color runs in my veins,

Your beauty is a divine perfume,

My life is imbued with your quintessence;

Once you teach me how to dance,

We twirl and we swirl in the wind,

A joyous song in our heart,

Heedless of the hammering rain;

Secretly in the chill of dusk,

You fold your dying petals,

Enclosing me in the depth of your soul.

Anita Bacha

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Photo credit: Raj Swami

Altar Flowers

Yesterday’s close tight buds,

This morning ravishing full blooms,

Picked delicately from my garden,

Laid devoutly at your altar,

Shine their light like a hundred diyas,

A string of silent words,

An unwritten poem to my beloved.

Anita Bacha

Photo credit:Raj Swami/Rajasthan/India

Your Voice

Your voice is an eternal song,

Your voice lulls me to sleep,

Your voice calls me to dream,

Your voice brings tears to my eyes,

Your voice makes me smile,

Your voice seduces my mind,

Your voice unleashes my needs,

Your voice arouses my passion,

Your voice fills up my senses,

Your voice touches my soul,

Your voice is all I heed.

Anita Bacha

Photo credit:Raj Swami//Rajasthan /Parlika

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Writing Story Books for Children

EF5B40DA-42E3-41A4-B020-FB3460440A13One may wonder how does the writer’s mind work. How can he focus both on writing a story for children and simultaneously pen down about love, passion, disloyalty ,break ups, happiness, joy, sadness et al, which makes up a collection of love poems for adults. The answer is as simple as this, writing can be compared to cooking. You give a good cook a bag of grocery and he will make you a fantastic meal!

From my early childhood, I am a book person, or a book worm ,if you prefer. I hate to go to school though and prefer to sit down in a corner, to dream and to play at imaginary games.

My eldest sister, Romila started schooling at 5. I was only three years old then. My Papa bought Romila her first book. I still remember clearly the name of the book, its color, white with black and brown images on the front cover and on the pages. The title of the book was ‘TOTO ET LILI’. A book written by Augé in French. Romila was overjoyed with her book. I asked to touch, to hold and to smell the book. I fell in love with books! It was love at first sight. I can still smell, after numerous decades past, the heartwarming odour of a new book as it penetrated my young nostrils on that memorable day.

In no way was I motivated to go to school! I loved the book, the words, the images. They had the power to journey me into wonderland. I was Toto, smoking his pipe. I was Lili, laughing.

My Papa was delighted to observe my interest in books. He offered me my first illustrative story book for my birthday.

As I grew up, I loved to imagine stories about animals, children, ghosts and fairies and to relate them to my younger siblings, cousins and other children. I kept this habit after I was married and had children. In turn, I invented magic stories to tell to my children at bed time and any time that called for a fantasy story. Years after, I gathered new listeners around me. My grandchildren became very fond of my fables .I started to pen down these stories and to store them in my computer.

However, after I published my first poetry book, Soul Poetry, in 2015, my son succeeded in convincing me to write a story book for children. He believes that my stories have the potentials to stimulate the imagination, the curiosity and the love for reading of children of all ages. From a good story teller, his dream is to see his mom as a good story writer!

My first illustrative children book which is dedicated to all the children of the world will be released soon.

Wish me luck, dear readers and bloggers!