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Tintinnabulation derives from Latin tintinnabulum "a bell," from tintinnare from tinnire, "to jingle."
This poem is dedicated to my best friends URJA, SUSAN(NONNA), CLASSY, OUR VERY OWN KATIE AND MY PEN FRIEND FROM UK, VIJI, CHICKA ( MANDY)...all of whom encouraged me to come out of the depressing SHELL of mine...a shell of self pity and that inspired me beyond words to write something brighter...thanks guys...
MY HUSBAND SANJIB is helping me come out of my SHELL TOO...Thank YOU GELHI POOSHI
Share ur corner of tintinnabulations with me...


Submitted:Sep 23, 2008    Reads: 456    Comments: 51    Likes: 26   


One beautiful morning...lovely weather...

Bells from a distant bullock cart, ting ting ting...alt

....Cymbals from a nearby temple...songs of praise for GOD...

altDancing sparrow on waves of air...alt

....swish swish swish...sprinkles of water from garden tap altwashing away dirt from leaves...

Old songs...from a radio somewhere far away...alt
Bangles of Mom...in kitchen..alt.hmmm, delicious puffed pooris with chicken curry...alt

Papa's cycle ..tring tring tring.."Hey, Papa is home with my oil paint set"...alt

Tintinnabulations of life continue...

Ting Tong...Sanjib is home too...I am waiting for my bear hug from him...so is kriish before me...alt

*A big JUMP on PAPA* and lots of wet kisses and a huge JUMBO HUG...father-son got million$ lottery...
Bed time, Story time, Sweet dreams...sweetheart...

Kriish's naughty brain sleeping...Actively planning for next day even in dreams...

Kriish's sleeping with two closed fists - one with handful of sunshine...

...Second one has loads of naughty tricks...

...Dawn again...lazy eyes ready to welcome SUN...
Twinkling Stars gone...alt....See you tomorrow is what is kriish would say...
...yes, lonely dawn but serene and divine too...

...Me trying to grab a moment of peace here...

...a cup of ginger tea there...alt
GOD is waiting to smile through SUN...
....a hug from my virtual red chrysanthemum
...with a camera ready to shoot the sunrise...magic of dawn today...
Tick tock...tick tock...clock of life...not stopping even for a second...
Time to sit quietly...reminisce sweet past...feel my own heart beat...

"grow up...grow up...be happy, spread happiness and live one more life through kriish..."

It's me...it's me...feet in air...soul freed for today...discover, rediscover, cry, smile, fall down, get up, reach out to friends, chill OUT

Hush Hush...Let Life talk...Listen to the tintinnabulations of LIFE...Come let's get lost together and discover yours with me...




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