IS IT THE MORNINGS?

OR JUST ME?

The mornings have changed

from a gooey tea cake

– a spongy interim

between awake and alive

to a crusty macaroon

etched with forboding,

slathered with to-dos,

encrusted with

an action-oriented

temperament

no longer enamored

by. the newness

of everything

no longer unhurried,

pristine, innocent of intent

no longer supple,

fluid, malleable

before hardening

into a rocky day

have the mornings

changed?

or is it just me?

seeking reason,

worshipping value,

chasing deadlines?

thinking too much,

doing too much,

knowing too much

for the virgin rays to

work their magic on me?

when people see me

is it me they see?

or a humanoid?

– a cold techno version

of the once

gullible, dreamy me!

– Puja Bhakoo

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TAPESTRY-FOR-CHARITY

50% proceeds from the sale of Puja Bhakoo Handcrafted Tapestries are used for the rehabilitation of underprivileged children.

So every time you choose to upgrade your interiors, you also upgrade the life of an underprivileged child.

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