this newness

what is with this newness that
doesn’t change anything?

the air still pricks like a year-old
thought, the water still burns and
scars the remnants of a shed-skin,
the blue stays a blue and warmth
only comes in intervals of counted
breaths, and all is fine, as fine as
it can be, on a fragile winter-sun,
still uncanny in its resemblance
with oldness and frailty, and yet
a pithy belief for rest and peace.

i pick moments from this stagnancy,
and venture for an apathetic re-
conciliation with my old selves,
drinking from the same pool of
aging and forgetting, and in mind’s
eyes, i can see that it is but the same,
the angles and frames have dearly
changed for a different, if not a better
perspective, of the dipping sky, going
beneath my window, into my words,
and quenching the need for change,
which is not in the coming today.

© Anmol Arora

Image source (Year of change at Wildwood by Andy Reisdorph)
Linking it up with this year’s first
Tuesday Platform at With Real Toads

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vicissitudes of the moon

rachel-fenner-windy-landscape-with-waning-moon

it’s funny how the half-bitten moon takes me back to those cold winter nights when i would stand outside, my arms shivering, trying to get a glimpse of the celestial body through the fog — a kind of restive peace descending all over me, blood in my hands, seemingly more blue than red. i was a witness to the change of every breath and every distant sound that would make its presence known to me.

now as i stand outside looking at the same half-bitten moon, i am not shivering and i am not under the spell of the quiet and peace, that may prevail elsewhere. but it is not the same moon; i am not the same eye or arm or form. every change received and given courses through me, through my blood that is in and not out, the night in me deeper, the music a darker hue of blue. this transition is alright. i am alright tonight.

a waning moon —
memories of lonely nights
flowing through me
~
a change in the backdrop —
the milk-white moon sturdier
in the lasting cold

© Anmol Arora 2018

Image source (Windy Landscape With Waning Moon by Rachel Fenner)
For dVerse Haibun Monday

 

Changes

Change is a part of life.

Isn’t that true? And that becomes even more true when we think about our ways of socializing, sharing our work and communicating with others. We change, our ways change and that brings a change in the product that we produce.

That is what has happened with this blog. If you think you have come to some unknown space where you don’t know the person behind the words, I’d make it clear that it is I, Anmol, your HA, and I have transformed this significant component of my life as I begin to take new steps in this world. My journey began as HowAnxious and that would always be attached with me and that is why, the blog address remains the same. But now I am welcoming you to enter a new area which is my place: HA’s place, for sharing, communicating, writing, thinking out loud and just plain musing.

I am enthusiastic about it because there are going to be many changes that I’d like to experience with you, as I try out new things and add some spark to the old ones to bring out a rejuvenated effort on my part and your support that being the only thing which would help me course through it.

Some new changes for your consideration:

  • A New Introductory Page: This is Me! (The name stays the same but it is too different to make you remember of the past page).
  • A New Category: Where I felt the Love, in which I have included some of your favorite posts by me, where I was sincerely touched by your feedback and your wondrous words.
  • A New Theme With A New Look, so as to make the blogging environment more reader friendly and including such aspects which would strengthen our bond.
  • A Random Post Generator Button, which you will find on the left hand side of the page, so that with a click, you can reach a randomly generated post from the past and help me revive the magic of days gone by to add into the colors of today.

There are certain more changes to come, which will appear in due time. Your feedback is much appreciated. Do tell me, what do you think of the transformation? Or just say hello to me. I have a new policy of replying to almost all the comments that I receive and I am going to adhere to that seriously.

Thank You.

It was a few years back…

It was a few years back

that people used to

call me an orator-

the one really eloquent

in conversation, the one

who can talk with any one

and today I find myself

at a path where

I find it difficult to

even talk to myself.

It was a few years back

when I was confident,

always striving to be a leader

and see today I find myself

cowering behind,

wanting some one else

to take the responsibility

while I just see it

from the back.

How time changes

and how much I have

changed,

how much my life

has changed me.