Saturday, 6 May 2017

the well digger... #TanRenga #Haiku

the well digger
comes out into the floating world—
the heat!                                             (c) Yokoi Yayū 

Cold eyes look disbelievingly
A mirage, an impossible vision?      (c) Nimi Arora




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Thursday, 4 May 2017

Dancing Thoughts... #TanRenga #Haiku

on a gust of wind
the cherry blossoms dance through the streets
in praise of the Creator                          © Chèvrefeuille

Her eyes dance tracing their path
Looking through the sealed window     © Nimi Arora


Dancing Thoughts... (Image source)

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Carpe Diem Tan Renga Challenge, May 2017 #1 on a gust of wind

Sunday, 19 March 2017

No pain in painting - Berger Express Painting

I had a dream. I wanted to get my house painted and I was happy about it.
There was no tension, no way was I trying to delay it. I was actually looking forward to it.

In my dream, I made a phone call expressing my wish to pep up the walls of my house.
A professional, polite person came, asked me what I wanted to get done. He had things like a laser tool to measure the area... is my dream going the science fiction way, I wonder.
I know laser tool is very much a reality, but imagine it being used in to facilitate the painting of my walls. Have I walked into a very distant future?

I get an estimate. I am still having visions, I guess, because I am assured that the work will be done in the time and budget that I will be told beforehand.

This person returns with a painter. The D-Day is finalised.
The day arrives and my family now firmly believes that I have gone crazy. I have told them that they don't need to move the furniture. They don't have to get old bed sheets (and if there are no old ones, be prepared to make the news ones turn into old) ready to cover what we can.
We have not bought masks to help us breathe.
The kitchen (which is to be painted last) can continue to function normally.
Well, it is my dream, I say defensively. I will choose to imagine the best, even if it is impossible.


When the very informative (and unbelievably true) session of Berger Express started, that is what my first instinct was. Just a dream.
Dreams do come true.

"It is easier to get your tooth pulled than to get your house painted"... quite a gem to introduce the miracle of Berger Express Painting.
There was laughter all around. But the laughter had a masked undertone of 'oh we know, we have been there'.

For whoever has had the experience of getting the house painted the 'traditional' way, know that it is usually an extremely painful experience.

The pain is multifold - emotional, financial, and on health. The stressful environment that takes over the family is something that one can understand only when one has been through it.

The pain can be taken out of painting by Berger Express Painting. Using smart and practical tools, trained painters, and professional planning, painting by Berger Express seems to good to be true, but is not. It is too good, but it true too.


  • Berger Express Painting is 40 percent faster than traditional painting.
  • They use trained painters for efficient and better painting (they have their own training academy for painters).
  • The results are sparkling thanks to no-mess tools.
  • Cutting-edge vacuum suction-enabled sanding machines are used to keep the house dust-free.
  • The tools are certified and ensure a better finish with high efficiency.
  • There is no additional cost compared to traditional painting, though many benefits are offered.
At the end of a very fun meet, the activities of which deserve a blog post of its own, I came back trying to figure out how I can get my house, or maybe just a room, painted.

A glimpse at the fun activities at #BergerXP Indiblogger meet...









Sunday, 5 March 2017

Roses - Haiku

hang on there
the departed friends said
-plucked flowers

©Nimi Arora

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Saturday, 25 February 2017

Friday, 24 February 2017

Tuesday, 21 February 2017

moth awaited - haiku

blossoms bloom
wait for their beloved
-lengthening shadows

©Nimi Arora



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raindrops on ground - haiku

the sound of rain
echoes against its' friends
-we meet again

©Nimi Arora


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Life is Free - Haibun

The prompt for Haibun Monday on dVerse is 'The Best Things in Life are Free'

To begin with, Life is Free. It is only when one experiences the passing away of a loved one that one truly realizes this truth. 'Life and death' is all around us. It is just that, in my experience, we become immune to feeling the unpredictability of our existence.

enjoying till last snap
leaf relishes the flight down
-final touchdown

©Nimi Arora

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The pain of not knowing (Book Review: Celeste Ng's Everything I Never Told You)


Title: Everything I Never Told You
Author: Celeste Ng

Everything I never told you begins with an incident that the worst nightmares of a parent are made of.
Lydia, daughter of James and Marilyn is missing.

'Lydia is dead. But they don't know it yet.'


The author has the reader experience the life of the characters through her words. The expressions, the metaphors, the little details...



There are many aspects of this book that linger on in my memory.

Lydia's death and the reason behind it, James' and Marilyn's past and marriage, the struggle of Chinese-Americans to fit in, Nath's and Hannah's (Lydia's siblings) emotions, and the many secrets.


The many secrets that we keep, especially from the ones we are very close to... some for our own benefit, but most to make sure we don't hurt those we care for.

Keeping these secrets is more often than not an unconscious, instinctive decisions that we are ourselves unaware of. And this leads to a way of life.

Everything I never told you is the story of yet another dysfunctional family. And I say 'yet another' because I do wonder which family is not dysfunctional. 
Since I have become familiar with this term, I wonder if there is any family that this word does not apply to.
If a family is seemingly non-dysfunctional, it is because they are lucky that their dysfunctionality has not been blown out of proportion by circumstances.
Or they are lucky that they have been able to hide from the eyes of the world.


A story that goes back and forth, Everything I never told you gives the reader insights into the family, their struggles with each other and with self, it hurts. Whom do you blame? Everyone has their own baggage that they are struggling with.

There are so many mistakes, so much pain in this book and yet, the author has painted each of the characters in such a way that I can't find it within me to judge any of them.


Everything I never told you is a touching story with a lot of depth. Each of the characters stands out and leaves an impact.  For some more than others, yes, but as you get to know each of them better, you understand them. The end had me being sympathetic for every one of them.

The emotions of this book are subtle, high strung, and so very effective.

Everything I never told you made my eyes well up.
Reading it hurt. Well, considering its' subject it's meant to. 
At the same time, it was a pleasure to read too, thanks to the author's ability to depict each situation and emotion admirably. 


This is a story of emotions. Of feelings that lead to and follow a tragedy. And the author makes you feel the emotion of each of the characters. The feelings shine.

For me, the reason this book deserves five stars is the way it describes the loss of a loved one.

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Blurb

Lydia is the favourite child of Marilyn and James Lee; a girl who inherited her mother's bright blue eyes and her father's jet-black hair. Her parents are determined that Lydia will fulfill the dreams they were unable to pursue - in Marilyn's case that her daughter become a doctor rather than a homemaker, in James's case that Lydia be popular at school, a girl with a busy social life and the centre of every party. But Lydia is under pressures that have nothing to do with growing up in 1970s small town Ohio. Her father is an American born of first-generation Chinese immigrants, and his ethnicity, and hers, make them conspicuous in any setting. 

When Lydia's body is found in the local lake, James is consumed by guilt and sets out on a reckless path that may destroy his marriage. Marilyn, devastated and vengeful, is determined to make someone accountable, no matter what the cost. Lydia's older brother, Nathan, is convinced that local bad boy Jack is somehow involved. But it's the youngest in the family - Hannah - who observes far more than anyone realises and who may be the only one who knows what really happened. 

Everything I Never Told You is a gripping page-turner, about secrets, love, longing, lies and race.


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About the Author


Celeste Ng is the author of the novel Everything I Never Told You, which was a New York Times bestseller, a New York Times Notable Book of 2014, Amazon’s #1 Best Book of 2014, and named a best book of the year by over a dozen publications. Everything I Never Told You was also the winner of the Massachusetts Book Award, the Asian/Pacific American Award for Literature, the ALA’s Alex Award, and the Medici Book Club Prize, and was a finalist for numerous awards, including the Ohioana Award, the John Creasey (New Blood) Dagger Award, and the VCU Cabell First Novelist Award.



Celeste grew up in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, and Shaker Heights, Ohio, in a family of scientists. Celeste attended Harvard University and earned an MFA from the University of Michigan (now the Helen Zell Writers’ Program at the University of Michigan), where she won the Hopwood Award. Her fiction and essays have appeared in One Story, TriQuarterly, Bellevue Literary Review, the Kenyon Review Online, and elsewhere, and she is a recipient of the Pushcart Prize.

Currently, she lives in Cambridge, Massachusetts. Her second novel, Little Fires Everywhere, will be published by Penguin Press in fall 2017.

Twitter: pronounced_ing

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Wednesday, 15 February 2017

Another sudden goodbye - losing a loved one...

Intensified ticking
Night enhances every emotion
Trying to hold on
my sad smile withers
-a lingering vision

A few more minutes
I plead to my sleep
-ghost of a dream

It vanishes, as you had
No warning, no goodbye

Did either have a choice?

©Nimi Arora


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Tuesday, 7 February 2017

New And Old - Haiku

Old stones
nurture young life
-mosses glow

©Nimi Arora




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Carpe Diem #1142 Honshu, the "main island"

Friday, 27 January 2017

Wednesday, 11 January 2017

Tuesday, 10 January 2017

Recklessness - Haiku

O' Leaf
could you've held on better
-recklessness or destiny?

©Nimi Arora


Fallen leaves (Image Source)



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Monday, 9 January 2017

New start for some

leaving home behind
flowers woven for dreams
-new start for some


©Nimi Arora



Stage set for the wedding ceremony


Prompt: commit

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Friday, 6 January 2017

Repentance, a blessing? - Haiku

There's a lot I have learnt from Carpe Diem Haiku Kai.

As the new year starts, and CDHK starts with a new month of prompts, the prompt is something that I  had never heard of - Santiago De Compostela.


difficult path
repentance, a blessing?
a new start

©Nimi Arora


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Monday, 2 January 2017

Sunday, 1 January 2017

the only aim

the one aim
most just overlook
enlightenment

the only aim
that actually counts

©Nimi Arora








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