Folded or unfolded…fate, life and napkins….

A Folded napkin on a table once complained,
I’m sitting here pretty but unused, unsoothed,
An Unfolded stained one smirked and whined,
I was sitting here pretty, look they soiled me.

Some complain of having too much time, bored…
Some complain of having none at all, stifled…
When did someone found that leisure,
That was a dreamy dawn of pleasure.

There’s always the other side of the river or valley,
There’s always the other side of the city or world.
That seems more crisp, picturesque and technicolor,
The beauty is in the distance, where we see the picture.

The beauty is in knowing, there’s a limited time allotted,
To toil, laugh, play, live, love and let go or rather complain.
It’s beautiful that life is ephemeral and within a time frame,
It’s the knowledge of its being deep and firm that is eternal.

The moment where we are now, is where our life is,
At its most beautiful moment, at its best it can be.
Our wants and desires are not the scale to measure,
Our words, action, thoughts right now add up as life.

Be conscious of each choice in the best way possible,
And we would live our life in our own best way possible.
Not to impress, not to suppress and neither ever regress,
But a constant progress, however minuscule be it to access.

(c) March 19, 2016
Shashikala Sasidharan

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About Shashikala Sasidharan Elambakkattu

Shashikala S. is Post Doctoral Research Fellow at Rutgers University, USA working on developmental genetic and cellbiology. She has a doctorate in Proteomics and Cell Biology (Bio-technology) from Rajiv Gandhi Centre of Biotechnology (DBT), INDIA. And is actively involved with academic research, but poetry and painting are her passion. She writes on the realms of cosmic spirituality,nature's mysticism and egalitarian philosophy. Her poems have been published Kannur University Magazine, Tellicherry, Kerala and in anthologies 'Resonance" by "Poets Artists Unplugged" and "Across The Way" and at

2 thoughts on “Folded or unfolded…fate, life and napkins….

  1. VijayNair

    ”The grass is always greener on the other side.” However, life is a celebration of”the moment where we are now.” A fine poem of faith and affirmation.


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