Hymn for New Me

I have been through a tumultuous phase in my life last year. Suffice to say I lost myself while fighting my demons until the last drop of energy was spent. I cannot fight any longer. I cannot win. I have surrendered and embraced. All I am doing from the moment clock struck midnight on the new year is singing the hymn for new me.

May I not read the past chapters again, May I not write new chapters in wail. 

May I hear voice of others, May I listen to the song of my soul.

May I love me like I loved someone, May I place me before me.

May I be cold to everyone, May I be calm to me.

May I not be angel to someone, May I not be demon to me.

May I change one day at a time, May I walk one step at a time.

May I fly away myself, May I stay with me.

(c) Lavanya 06-Jan-2024

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Knight of Heart

Bright sun but a gloomy day, Rhythmic sea but choppy water,

With storm in my mind, mirage in my heart, the world did not matter,

Walking alone on the shore, I see a shining soul,

With scars on his heart, he sang the lyrics of my soul,

He made the rain into rainbows and unicorns,

He planted roses without thorns,

He turned mirages into oases mirroring a glimpse of us together, us calmer,

He took the demons away, he brought peace onto the storm,

He brought the mirror that still said I am the fairest of all for him and He is the knight of my heart.

I asked the mirror am I the queen of his heart?

The mirror said I am his princess and yet showed the queen I am,

For I am not alone and the sun, the moon, the stars and the knight are for me.

(c) Lavanya July 2023

4 down…8 more to go!!

Finally, after much procrastination and futile contemplation, I am chronicling about my 4th book this year that I have finished. All credit goes to the Kindle app on my phone and my amazon prime membership. How marvelous!! Not because I have materialistic things but because I was able to read a book even at the cost of my eyes feeling dry and becoming puffy. I did a write an earlier post that I would rather prefer a paper back book in my hands rather than reading a kindle version. I am afraid to say I am still reading the Little Women since 2020 and started to read Bastard of Istanbul (at least thrice now) and yet to start City of Djins. Despite all of my faults in stars, beauty in eyes of the kindle and I am very glad to find new romance.

Coming to the book, my 4th book was The Catch by T. M. Logan. I have read never him earlier and this is my first book. I must say I have added him to my list of thriller writers I would read or rather would at least be familiar of his writing. (I know one book is not enough to make a judgment…!! we will reach that point, when we reach that point)

The Catch was thriller and has been adapted as a TV drama. The narration is from viewpoint of Ed, the father, who instinctively knows her daughter’s boyfriend’s is not who he is but cant figure out that he is a monster. More than the need to know of what happens next, I somehow felt the emotions the hapless father was feeling. Everyone wants to become 007 when it comes to their loved ones and their safety and the nuances of being naïve resulting into frustration were brilliantly captured. There was no doubt since the chapter 1 that the boyfriend will be what the father thinks. My bet was on drug dealer. He cant be con man because con man don’t hurt physically and are gentle in breaking heart. But that he would be diabolical, was twisting.

However, I am not sure if it was for kindle version, there was not much explanation of his diabolical acts, like the why’s and how’s of a character who is the antagonist in the thriller and is making every reader swing like pendulum of “is he more or is he less”. We get to know how he operates smoothly and why he chooses to get in family aspect. (The reveal in the film will give some deja vu moments from a massively popular psych thriller drama series that I don’t want to reveal as that would give away the plot). The frustrations of the innocent loved ones who don’t understand the instincts at first but later will pay respect and be grateful are gracefully elaborated.

Happy reading!! I am onto my next book and hopefully I write to about the lovely Little women.