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Creating my first book trailer –

Savour“Savour – Art and Poetry meet” has given me wings to try many things for the first time.

My first:

  1. book of ekphrastic poetry
  2. collaboration with 19 artists
  3. attempt on 20 poetic forms
  4. book which has blurbs and foreword
  5. book that is nominated for a reader’s choice
  6. award in Non-Fiction category (page 5 of 16) – voting open till 1st December 2017
  7. book that has given me many author interviews
  8. book that has a book trailer
  9. book that was completed and available within 3 to 4 months

“Savour – Art and Poetry meet” is an ambitious endeavor. Its success will help me pursue future endeavors like this more frequently.


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To let go or to hold on…


To let go or to hold on…It is a very difficult decision to make. There are no easy choices and there is no easy answer. It is very situational in nature.

To let go

  1. When self-respect is lost in a relation
  2. When it is time to let go e.g. in a parent-child relation
  3. Of hurtful words, that lowers self-confidence
  4. Of negative influences in life, that we know are harmful, yet are so tempting
  5. Of dreams, when we desperately want to hold on to it and try again

To hold on

  1. To hope, when things seem bleak
  2. To learning attitude, for there is so much to learn
  3. To determination and perseverance
  4. To self-belief, when all around chaos reigns

To hold on or to let go…all decisions in life revolve around this very crux.


100 quotes on

Today (Aug 23, 2017), I posted my 100th quote on I posted my first quote on June 12, 2017. The journey of these 100 quotes has been exciting, a learning experience and revealing.

I would like to take this opportunity to thank for providing a wonderful platform with lovely background wallpapers.

What did I learn?

1. To write short poems/quotes – After 4 books where I have written longer poems (except for forms like Haiku), it was a different experience learning to share a thought in limited space.

2. Visual backgrounds enhanced my poems – Visual backgrounds enhanced poems and attracted more readers.

3. Mobile app to write poetry – Write anytime, anywhere, on your mobile!

4. Explore Instagram – I explored the world of Instagram, as I had visual content now.

5. Met new readers/authors on – I read a lot of good work of members and received appreciation for my work.

Looking forward to the next milestone. Cheers and thank you for your support.




Reliving Poetry Marathon 2016

Picture courtesy: Poetry Marathon

I signed up for the poetry marathon 2016 by chance. I do not recollect where I saw this event mentioned. It sounded intriguing.

I signed up, read the instructions and was sure I would not be able to complete the marathon. However, I wanted to participate, to experience. I read all the preparation tips. Unconsciously, I think I followed a few. I slept well the night before. I told my family and received their silent support. It was from 13th August evening IST to 14th August evening IST. 15th August being a holiday in India, I could catch-up on my sleep and that was a positive sign.

Generally, on weekends, I do not spend much time on the computer. Given that, my family had to be prepared to expect me to spend the entire 24 hrs. mostly in front of the computer – writing poetry and posting them. I generally can’t stay awake for 24 hrs. at a stretch – so I was sure I would not survive even 12 hours. And I had signed up for the full marathon and not half marathon.

The foundation to fail had been laid. Yet, the eagerness to participate, to experience something new made the entire anticipation exciting.

I was out on 13th August in the afternoon. I pestered my better half to reach home on time. I reached home at 5.45 pm on August 13th and the marathon was to start at 6.00 pm. I logged in and prayed that internet would support me the entire duration. The first prompt was a bouncer. I did not know what to write. I took the easy way out, and wrote a poem that my heart desired.

From the 2nd hour prompt onwards, I tried to adhere to the prompt topic. I cooked dinner, served it, ate, cleaned up – all amidst the first 4 prompts.

From the 5th prompt onwards, i.e. 5th hour, 5th poem, I started reading other submissions and leaving a comment on them.

By the 7th prompt, i.e. 1 am IST, I was fighting the lure of sleep. I listened to music, struggled with a few prompts. Each hour rolled into the next, each prompt into the next.
The topics were challenging, unique, and the feeling of accomplishment after I completed a poem every hour kept me going. I munched on snacks and lost count of the number of chocolates I ate.

I learnt new poetry form like Pantoum. Learning the form and writing a poem in that form in one hour was challenging. For nearly 2 hours, the internet was on the slower side and struggled to post.

The early rays of the dawn peeked out of the clouds. My family woke up. They clamoured for breakfast. Then it was time to prepare lunch. I felt some of the best poetry flow out of me and some not so great ones.

After lunch, the last 4 hours, I really struggled to keep awake, and to write poems. The Facebook group of the Poetry Marathon participants became my lifeline. There were similar stories like me. We encouraged each other, rallied for one another. It was easier to give up and go to sleep, harder to complete the marathon.

When I submitted my last poem, the 24th poem in 24 hours, non-stop breathing and living poetry in its truest form, my eyes and body got the permission to take a nap.

I slept for an hour and woke up to prepare dinner.
I heard and saw the awe on faces when I shared this achievement.
Now nearly 11 months later, just a month before the Poetry Marathon 2017, I am reliving the experience and sharing it on this blog.

I read a lot of poetry, shared moments with people passionate to take this challenge across the world in those 24 hours. It is an experience worth living again.

And I feel immense gratitude to the organizers Caitlin and Jacob Jans and the volunteers who made this event possible.


A world of theorems and formulae, poem by Vijaya Gowrisankar (MY FIRST JOB Poetry and Prose Series)

Sharing my first love…

Silver Birch Press

johns 1959A world of theorems and formulae
by Vijaya Gowrisankar

“This sum is so hard.” I heard my friends groan. I looked
at them and shook my head. “Once you understand the
technique, it is really simple,” I said. Maths and I were best
pals; she understood me and I understood her, like no other

It all started with explaining how to solve the Maths problems
to my friends, my classmates. I needed assistance for Hindi and
I offered my services as a Maths teacher to her son, instead of
tuition fees. It started as a mutual understanding, a need

Before I knew it, I was spending time teaching Maths to those who
struggled with it. I was always surrounded by kids, even at lunch,
those in the same class and junior to me. The joy when they solved
each problem and the struggle to explain to those who refused to…

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Savour in Hot Releases and Trending Now


Welcome or Let Go

I am here today, at this moment
Beside you, influencing you
With the power you have bestowed upon me

Who am I? Sometimes, I am the joy
of achievement, sometimes the agony
of failure, sometimes the test of perseverance

I enfold you in the see-saw of emotions,
enjoying the hold I have on you. For ages,
I was just a story told as tales to grandchildren

Today, with technology, I can be captured
I can spread my wings on social media
The art to embrace me or release me is the lesson to learn

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See-saw of emotions, poem by Vijaya Gowrisankar (LOST AND FOUND Poetry and Prose Series)

My poem See-saw of emotions, published in Silver Birch Press, on the LOST and FOUND series. #gratitude

Silver Birch Press

earring1See-saw of emotions
by Vijaya Gowrisankar

The lunch bell gong! We gobbled our lunch
and ran down from the first floor to the
playground, as fast as we could

Our small legs, all of seven years, was ready
for exercise, as we decided to play catch-catch
After ten minutes, we huffed and puffed

We stood holding our stomach, to catch our breath
My classmate looked at me and asked “Where is
your other earring?” I looked at her, blank

She pointed to my left ear. I realized that my
earring was missing. My first expensive present,
the loops of gold, I had received on my birthday

last week. My mother’s words rang in my ear
“Be careful, and touch your ear often to ensure
your earring is there”. Twin tears, big ones

rolled down my cheeks. My friends consoled me
and we started our search. I had checked my ears

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