Hi, I am
Gowri Bhargav
I’m Gowri Bhargav. I live in Chennai with my husband and two children. Though an Electrical engineering graduate I’ve always enjoyed getting lost in the world of stories rather than being connected with electricity. This led me to obtain my storytelling certification from Kathalaya academy. As a freelance storyteller I have been conducting storytelling sessions for children and workshops for teachers.
I enjoy reading and look forward to magical escapades in libraries, however I became a writer by chance. During Covid I joined Facebook and got introduced to various literary platforms like ArtoonsInn,Penmancy, Beyond the Box( BTB) and Chrysanthemum Chronicles where I discovered my love for writing and honed my writing skills. Though I dabble in prose, poetry is something that comes naturally and is closest to my heart. I’m grateful that my writings, both prose and poetry, have been published in around twenty national and International anthologies.
I’m also grateful to have received the BTB – best blog of the year award in the year 2023 and 2024.
This blog is a home to all my writingsโprose, poetry, travelogues and much more. Do show some love by reading and commenting.ย
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Wheel of Time
Theme : Wheel of Time The wheel of time stops for none, It always functions at a time preset, Your karma determines your life and the journey is spun. For mindless pursuits you're always on the run, Once your time elapses it'll be impossible to...
The Turbulent Night
๐๐๐ฉ๐ก๐ : ๐๐๐ ๐๐ช๐ง๐๐ช๐ก๐๐ฃ๐ฉ ๐๐๐๐๐ฉ( ๐'๐ท๐ฆ experimented ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ฏ ๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ฆ๐ต๐ณ๐บ ๐ด๐ต๐บ๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ตa๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ช๐ฏ๐ด๐ฑ๐ช๐ณ๐ข๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ง๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฎ ๐๐ถ๐ญ๐ป๐ข๐ณ'๐ด ๐๐ง๐๐ซ๐๐ฃ๐ ๐๐ค๐ง๐ข) She held her still born child blue black, The quiet hamlet moaned a soft dirge, ๐ง๐ต๐ฒ ๐ฒ๐ฏ๐ผ๐ป๐ ๐๐ธ๐ ๐๐๐ฟ๐ด๐ฒ๐ฑ ๐๐ถ๐๐ต ๐๐ฎ๐๐ฒ๐ ๐ผ๐ณ ๐บ๐ผ๐ผ๐ป๐ฏ๐ฒ๐ฎ๐บ๐. The...
Childhood – A Golden Period
#alsnapowrimo2024 #day25 Theme : I wish I were young How I wish to be a child again, And fly merrily to a world of fantasy, Alas! Adulthood seems such a pain. Dwelling in a world of my own, as a child I'd never complain, Nestled in my mother's...
Radha’s Song To Krishna
Dear Krishna, Your eyes cast an enchanting spell, In those galaxies I revel, Oft lost in them, I, Radha, hopelessly wallow, It's your path I always follow, your heart would tell. In your absence long seem my days, Weaving your image my heart stays, I pine for the...
DrugsโA Vicious Trap
Theme : A poem that expresses anger, guilt, remorse for someone/ something An errant sonโsadly, I strayed away, โLemme try drugsโ, to my friends I did insist, My uncontrollable mind went astray. To dangerous drugs, I fell prey, Wallowing in a surreal...
Boxed
It's time to shift, yet againโto a new house, new city. I sort and pack clothes, books, and wrap the chinaware painstakingly, again and again, just the way I do everytime we shift. My mind knows the drillโlike the sequenced dots and dashes of a morse code. And once...