Friday, January 18, 2019
A writer/poet lives two lives - one in reality and the other in absolute sensitivity to distraction - shobana
Far across the dark ridges of time
A lady in waiting captures the finer moments of art
Darkness over the ridges and colors that complement it
She is the vision of distracting creation
Of a painter's love she is
Breathtakingly beautiful, serene
She sits and awaits the dawn
Pristine and gentle in form
Not the night owls nor the creatures that roam
dare disturb a presence so fragile and warm
They believe her to be mystical and free
and leaves her to exude her charm
Far across where celestial waters lie
A lady in waiting sits upright
For her timeless essence of sacredness abide
in the dusk that surrounds her, surreal and sensational
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- January 18, 2019
Thursday, January 10, 2019
I landed on the other side of the Globe on a hot afternoon
Unsure of what would greet me and my entourage
Destination – Cuba, A country enigmatic even by its name
Nothing could stop my apprehension mixed with a little reverie
I wondered at its novelty
The first impression left me curious for more:-
I had heard of its people
“They are tough, proud, these Cubans and very protective of their heritage and Country”
I envisioned a formidable presence, just like the leader of its time, Fidel Castro
I had read about its revolutionary leaders, marked for their fighting spirit for Freedom
What greeted me took me by surprise
It was not like in the books, nor the articles I had read
The people were magnetically beautiful, gorgeous pales in comparison
They were warm and courteous
Even if sometimes they stared really hard at me
They were just as curious, I was a stranger among them
They traveled back in time – these Cubans
And I was transformed into the fifties, Clark Gable and Monroe came to mind
Synonymous with the best hand-made cigars, the vintage cars astounded me, I was awestruck and fascinated
Chevy Impala, Ford Fairlane, Chevrolet and Moskvitch? – some of the brands that stuck with me
Big and spacious, they were driven by equally big Cubans with cigarettes between their fingers and quick wit on their tongues.
They had stories of old, lived a life that spoke to the soul, danced to music that carved a niche to their name and sang to songs of the golden era. They lived happy lives even in their adversity.
I supposed then that the world should learn from these kindred spirits - happiness is what you make of it.
The buildings stood the test of time, of old architecture and spoke of deep-rooted history
Some reliving an era of the past and some plastered with colours that brightened dull buildings that had outlived times.
They were a colourful people, a land where art met anyone who ventured there
I thought the Cubans were not in a hurry to expedite development in the Country
I thought them not eager to leave their past behind
They lived each day with vigor and passion
They brandied their enthusiasm with everyone on the street
They kissed each other on the cheeks and everyone had a smile for me
They were simply contagious
It was the land where love thrived and blossomed
I guess there is a reason why I made it to the other side of the Globe in my time
A totally new part of the world revealed itself to me
I learnt that people were unique to their culture and homeland,
I learnt that even in the midst of strangers, a strange land can become more than a home
Happy 60th Anniversary of the Cuban Revolution! #Viva Cuba
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I made two trips to Cuba, one in 2007 to enlist my daughter to do her Medical Degree in Havana and again in 2014 to attend her graduation as a qualified Doctor in Camaguey. (She was one of the recipients from Malaysia who was offered the Cuban Scholarship)
Both times Cuba left a lasting impression in my poetic mind.
My daughter Dr.Sasha Jo Anne Gomez met her husband, also a graduate of the Medical University in Camaguey Dr. Ramesh Rambharose in Cuba and today they both work as Medical Doctors in Guyana.
- January 10, 2019
Tuesday, January 8, 2019
Whither the nightingale
Who woke up the nightlife
Singing a sweet song
That drew the night crowd
Some hummed to its love song
Some danced to its tune
Till the break of dawn
They were mesmerized by its gentle sounds
No instruments to keep company
The nightingale's show entranced
Till the break of morn appeared
Lighting parts of a new sky
The nightingale departed
Somewhere far where it was sundown
In tired tones, some heard it whisper
Do you have your own song?
'Your Song' by Elton John, one of my favorite songs ever!
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- January 08, 2019
Tuesday, January 1, 2019
Monday, December 31, 2018
- December 31, 2018
Saturday, December 22, 2018
like no other season,
It's the sparkling light that shines through eyes awaiting the occasion
It's when colors brighten and sit in style on plain green branches, a Grande transformation.
A child's sleepless night, the midnight church bells toll announcing the start of the celebrations
The birth of our Lord Jesus is a time for all to rise in jubilation. A time to cheer, a time to sing, a time to remember that goodness should reign supreme in hearts of men and a time to revel in its peacefulness.
It's time for Christmas. All over the world, people rejoice in its glory. Alleluia!
Merry Christmas to all.
- December 22, 2018
Sunday, December 9, 2018
ANOTHER PLACE TO CALL HOME
A story by Shobana Gomes
(Now an entry for the Inkitt Novel Contest - please vote for the story by signing into https://www.inkitt.com/stories/adventure/231765)
An interesting story of a young girl's voyage to a new way of life and into unknown charters. "Another Place to Call Home" will keep you entertained as long as it takes to finish the novel and guaranteed to bring a smile to your face.
- December 09, 2018
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