From The Quill of Suranya

The red flag reminded him of blood. It reminded her of Vermillion. Irony how one wiped off another. ~ Suranya

You were probably three when you opened the pages of the first colourful book. The prince on a white horse, purple robe and a gold crown, was being watched in secret by the Damsel in distress, waiting to be saved. Fairy tales introduced you to a totally different world, taught you not to trust easily, and that there were bad people in the world, amidst near and dear ones, or worse, in the disguise of good. There were wars fought. Battles won. Love and truth won in the end. Always. And they lived happily ever after. But in your twenties, you wondered. What was it that made the fairy tales so interesting? The brave prince? The beautiful down to earth princess? The evil queens? The happily ever after? No. It was all the struggle, the journey, the lessons in the story. That made them what they were. Characters grew from experience. It was not the last line, but the hope and how they reach their dreams that made the journey worth reading. So, everyone who asks if there can be a fairytale or...

  Ao Sunaaye Tumko Gathaa, Gaatha kuch Veero ki, Gatha ek swaraj ki,  Sapna ek swadhinta ki. Gatha Patniyoke Prem o ki, Gaatha Maa o ke Biswaso ki. Ao sunaye tumko gatha, Gatha ek Mewar ki. Gatha ek Maratha Ki. Gatha ek Bharat ki. Yeh katha hai Shurveero ki, Maharana O ki, Maharaja O ki. Yeh gatha hai Chatrapatiyo ki. Gatha unke yudho ki, adarsho ki, sammano ki. Kahani Unn Maharaniyo ka, Rajkumariyo ka, Veerangana o ka. Katha unke atmasammano ka. Premo Ka. Bhaktiyo ka. Gatha ek Meera ka, ek Padmini ka, Ek Karnavati ka. Suno katha unn Maa o ka. Unke Parvarish Ka. Balidaano ka. Yeh Gatha ek Jijabai ka, ek Panna Dhai ka, ek Jaivanta Bai ka. Suno katha unn Patniyo ka. Unke pratikska ka. Tapasya ka. Unke vachan o aur satitwa ka. Yeh Gatha hai ek Ajabdeh ka, ek Saibai ka, ek Jiwa ka. Suno katha unn deviyon ka, Unn Maa o ke ashisho ka. Suno Katha ek Veer ki, Dharti k ek putra ki, Eklinji ki Avatar ki, Suno Gatha ek Swadhinta premi Pratap ki. Suno Katha uss Suput ki, Bhavani Maata ke ...

Trying to hold on to Love, it escaped through her fingers. Trying to let go of herself, she found Love Within. © Suranya

Mother. noun. Meaning.  Love. Unconditional Trust. Support. Faith. World. Replacing Word. Not Found.

 Like a sand storm in the desert, She was unpredictable;  Not easy to catch,  A destroyer by choice,  Yet hard to resist.  Like a Mirage,  She was a mystery,  Waiting to be found,  And cherished for her rarity,  Like an oasis in the barren land. © Suranya

"And soon you will know that you are the sunshine just after the rains. You are precious. Yes, you love them. Perhaps like you never loved anyone before, or never will. But here is the thing. You should love yourself the most. And you should never let someone deny you what you are worth." © Suranya