ZOË'S ZING

I made you a playlist I got you food Want me to scratch your back? Come over Thank you Have you eaten today? I got you something What do you want from Taco Bell? How can I help? I’ll walk you home Wish you were here This song reminded me of you I have so much to tell you  I’m so proud of you I’ll warm up the car for you Do you need a ride? Saw this and thought of you  You’ll do great Bye, drive safe You good? Did you sleep good? Tell me more I’ll wait for you I’ll do the dishes tonight Have a safe flight I’’ get you an uber Don’t forget to take your medication  Text me when you land  Sweet dreams What would I do without you? Stay a little longer (please) You have something in your teeth Do you want my jacket? You can borrow my hoodie I like you  Are you warm enough? A have a surprise for you I don’t know what to do without you Let me carry that for you Should we leave  I’m so happy for you I’ve been thinking of you lately  Do you need a hug? L

बीज अंकुरे अंकुरे, ओल्या मातीच्या कुशीत कसे रुजावे बियाणे, माळरानी खडकात? बीजा हवी निगराणी, हवी मायेची पाखर लख्ख प्रकाश निर्मळ, त्यात कष्टाचा पाझर हवी अंधारल्या रात्री, चंद्रकिरणांची साथ कसे रुजावे बियाणे, माळरानी खडकात? अंकुराचे होता रोप, होई रोपट्याचे झाड मुळ्या रोवुन रानात, उभे राहील हे खोड निळ्या आभाळाच्या खाली, प्रकाशाचे गीत गात कसे रुजावे बियाणे, माळरानी खडकात? नाही झाला महावृक्ष, जरी नसे कल्पतरु फुलाफळांचा त्यावरी, नाही आला रे बहरु क्षणभरी विसावेल वाटसरु सावलीत कसे रुजावे बियाणे, माळरानी खडकात? It pains me to see my smart, intelligent and kind children not being able to follow their original trajectory. “the little people.”  They are as big as you are, whoever you are.  Contorted parody continues….  Joseph Mitchell, McSorley’s Wonderful Saloon https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=DUDLiGfVJ54 #Howtomakechildrenthrive #protectivethorns

  To my children,  If my memory serves me well, I will be able to tell you a story in its splendid colors possibly in a way that your grandfather (your father’s side) used to tell me when I was a child… Oh snap! Looks like, all I remember is the flow of narration, the aroma and sounds of Indian cooking with "the tadkas" given to leafy vegetables or gourds, an old-ish man in unison with his voice, sipping his steaming chai with rotis and a bunch of eager children... (sometimes just me)  ….so once upon a time, not so long ago, a little boy who loves God wants to know how God works, how he manages time. He wonders if God gets tired of fulfilling wishes of humans; a tiresome job of darting around the globe. The little boy takes it upon himself to find more and to help the God in his work. He does not know how to please the God or take care of the someone who is so abstract and illusive… so he thinks and thinks....He starts asking questions...if he has taken bath? if someo