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“The Zone”

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “The Zone.”

May, 2015. Brownsville, Texas, U.S.A. Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2015.
May, 2015. Brownsville, Texas, U.S.A. Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2015.

An instance when I feel i’m in, “The Zone,” is during a run on a beautiful, Texan, summer day. Being kissed by the warmth of the sun, the cool breeze carrying the water from the resaca and brushing against my skin, the smell of freshly blooming jasmine flowers, the gentle gliding of colorful birds, the clear blue skies, the crispness in the air, my favorite songs joyfully filling my ears from the music player, the excited puppies in the yards wagging their tails upon my sight, the movement of my body feeling lighter with each step, the fruity taste upon my lips from my lip balm—makes me feel so in love with the moment. Not realizing I had been running for over two hours, my mind craved to keep going. I felt completely free. I felt completely at peace. It was my zone.

– Surely, Sherley

Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2015.

The Silver Crown: A Wedding Anniversary Tribute

Today is my beloved parents’ 25th Silver Wedding Anniversary! 

It’s a special day, and I would like to give them a small tribute through a poem. Through these 25 years, they have met with struggles and successes alike, and through it all, one thing that never changed, is the love they have for each other. After work, when they come back home, without fail, both of them sit together at the breakfast table and share each other’s day. They shared the good, the bad and all the grays that happened that day, while they sipped on a cup of coffee or tea, having no secrets. Nothing makes me happier than to know that, no matter what goes on in the world, or with each other, they have a strong commitment, love and trust in each other. I can honestly say, through all these years, I have never seen two people more in love with the other and two people who are each other’s best friend. I love you both very much, and I thank you deeply for showing me what true love looks like. Wishing you many, many, more wonderful years together.

Cheers, Mom and Dad (Anbu and Edin)!

The Silver Crown

Once upon a time in a land far, far, away,

There lived, Edin, a brave, handsome, young, man.

He worked hard and let nothing get in his way.

With humility, he bowed to God’s plan.

He read books and sought knowledge,

He worked out and became chiseled,

He became an Engineer after college,

He became Mr. Coimbatore and the crowd whistled.

He soared the skies as a fighter pilot,

He charmed the folk with his speech.

For him many a girls formed a riot,

But for a Princess he did beseech.

As his greatest gift, God did create,

Such a Princess, Anbu, who surpassed all other.

Although she grew up on a golden plate,

She was down to Earth like no other.

Her beauty was soft and delicate,

Her heart, pure and just.

Her speech was kind and eloquent,

She captured with her angel dust.

For knowledge she did thirst,

After college, as a teacher she did serve.

In everything she did, she became versed.

Her love was something to preserve.

Upon seeing this fair Princess,

Our Edin became spell bound.

For her hand he sought fearless,

As he knew he has found something profound.

Surrounded by family and friends,

They became Husband and Wife.

In tying the knot they donned a new lens.

To journey together, in this walk of life.

Through the time, the tears were few,

The laughter abound,

They went to three from two.

Their life became a joyful parade ground.

Through struggles and triumphs,

They remained together,

They knew their love will overcome all trials.

They couldn’t go a day without the other.

Twenty five glorious years has passed,

Reaching this milestone is not slight.

Their bond has proven to last,

And it shines strong and bright.

Their love has made the kingdom glow,

Their commitment, sacrifice, and care too,

And this day the Heavens bestow,

A Silver Crown, which is rightfully due.

With great happiness we all exult,

To wish this couple a journey sustained.

In another twenty five years we will exalt,

This stellar couple with a Golden Crown, proclaimed.

– Surely, Sherley

Thanks for the visit! Cheers!

Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2014.

Life of a student

Life of a student

Into the jungle we go,

Where we hear the lion roar.

What are we to do,

But to rise up and soar.

Day and night we work,

To try and stay afloat,

Duly stuck behind a desk,

Clung to a dream so devote.

With the end in mind glued,

And dreams piled on,

We sit with reality skewed,

Becoming a lonely pawn.

When then can we shed,

This muted race,

And leave back what we dread,

To look upon a pleasant face,

During a coffee break?

– Surely, Sherley

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Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2014.

For your Smile

For your Smile

Running a mile, just to see you smile.

Holding a blink, to never miss a flick.

In your sight, I lose my might.

Weak in the knees, lost in your eyes.

My heart pounds, breaking all bounds.

I hold my breath, with time’s breadth.

When you speak, I’m pulled to peek,

Into your heart, where we’re never apart.

– Surely, Sherley

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Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2014.

“Soul”

I dedicate this poem to my dear little brother, Arnold, whom we lost 17 years back, when he was only an infant. Not a day goes by without his thought, and not a day goes by where we don’t rejoice his life. Although he was only in our lives for a mere four months, his love, strength, and smile has lasted since. We love you, Sunny, you were and forever are a Sunshine in this big sister’s life.

Love,

your “Akkum”

Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2014.
My younger brother, Arnold, with my mother back in 1996. Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2014.

“Soul”

I search the soul of my brother,

Which we had lost forever.

I search for it at moonlight,

And at the day break of sunlight.

I believe that he is with God and angels,

Exuding laughter that mimics the sound of bangles.

This soul passes through the gentle breeze,

And runs up and down through the blue seas.

It passes through the green meadows,

And slides through the dark shadows.

He speaks with angels on his way,

Which I cannot see by my own way.

This soul hears the clouds thundering,

With the rain water pouring.

This soul senses what I cannot,

But it touches all my thoughts.

Our life is a temporary show,

But the heavenly souls take an eternal glow.

Even though I cannot see his soul,

His memories fill the void and make me whole.

– Surely, Sherley

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Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2014.

An Indian American’s perspective on the pursuit of India’s global recognition

The 2014 general election taking place in India to constitute the 16th Lok Sabha (the lower house of the Indian Parliament), with a whopping current electoral population of 814.5 million, largest in the world, according to the Election Commission of India, really got me to reflect about my Indian heritage and my American growth.

Being an Indian born American citizen living in the United States for over seventeen years, I find myself in a unique cross-roads- balancing Indian values and seizing the opportunity behind the American freedom, while embracing India’s global leadership simultaneously.

In the usual norm where being a minority may not serve as the most prestigious title, being an Indian minority in the United States of America not only serves as a catalyst for success but also a recipe for strong grounding.

India is currently tantalizing the world in many dimensions- a worthy contender in sports, politics, science, education, commerce and innovation. Having an Indian identity is quite an honor- where people’s expectations of you become high and demanding. While India is climbing the global stairway ardently, it gets me to think how I, as an Indian American, will contribute to the Indian global recognition while adding an American flavor.

India has its historical richness, with its successes in politics, business, arts, religions, economic prosperity; despite Indian challenges on population excesses, diversity of thinking and multi cultural aspirations. India shines because of the fundamentals of cultural greatness which lie in Indian morality and discipline—seen through acts of non violence, tolerance, piety, religious outlook, belief in karma, aspirations for success and respect for the elders. Indian success lasts because of the strong familial connection and commitment of the elders to youth and their achievement. While India has its already strong moral backbone, it concurrently seeks globalization with an ever-prepared attitude for growth in emerging fields and a quest to mimic western cultural greatness, and this balance propelled India for victory in the new era.

As an Indian American, I assume moral responsibility of bringing balance to Indian thinking and aspirations. For that, my task at hand is to connect American societies- change perspective on India, and connect Indians through the self confidence to believing in themselves and cashing on old principles and glories. The key philosophy is to think global but act locally, and this thinking should be brought to India.

For that, immediate solutions should be to apply foreign successes to Indian problems such as over population, environment awareness, self discipline, hygiene, and lack of sensitivity to other cultures. We should help break the stereotypical actions which falsely lead us Indians to close our eyes and follow- where the American way is to embrace the odds and follow our dreams. Fusing American dreams with Indian aspirations will free us from limiting and containing ourselves to certain professions and industries.

As Indians, we have the duty and moral obligation to play an active role in fighting child labor, anti-women growth, child abduction, women abuse and many such ill occurrences. We should resist the goal towards material wealth possession instead gather wealth in harmonious living compatible with nature- which include less consumption, organic farming, water harvest/recycling etc. It’s important for us to resist the love for affluence and consumption, and rather grow love in reaching out and bring balance to this world. We can actively help develop responsible citizens, through partnership and collaboration in higher education, and bring a stepping stone to our brothers and sisters on the other side of the world.

To bring my words to action, and walk the talk, I for my part, will be committing myself to the rural and semi-urban development by engaging in civic engagement activities. Rural and semi-urban healthcare issues- especially women and childcare health are under peril- and are indirectly impeding the growth of the Indian national economy because India still depends on the rural development. For that, I wish to be an activist. Just as America is actively democratizing the world by putting boots on the ground, synonymously, we must make the commitment to become the foot-soldiers. In my case, as a pre-health professional, I must become a foot soldier, step into the heart of India, and make first hand change in healthcare opportunities. We want stethoscopes and gloves on every rural hut, we must attend to every man, woman or child in need of our service. We should share the joy and pain that every human feels and actively shape the well-being of our world.

We are the privileged ones, we have tasted of our success, and now it’s time to break the barrier and give back to the community and the only effective way is to spend at least 10% of our professional time and help the rural population. We must not just visit the urban elite, but step deeper in and aid the rural commoner—where the heart of India lies.

Although I as an Indian American have been raised in America, I still share an Indian lineage and the welfare and growth of India should equally be my concern as is America’s welfare and growth. In that thinking, we as Indian Americans get a unique gift to spread America’s freedom to dream and innovate to our India and its aspirations.

I have dreamed of the day where the entire world is fed, clothed, cared for and is healthy- and now I will make my first step in making that dream a reality. Who is with me?

After all, we are one world; not all that separated.

– Surely, Sherley

Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2014.

Cool Summer Treat: Cucumber and Tomato Sandwich

The Summer is upon us and thus begins all the beach fun, pool parties, BBQs and if you are in South Texas like me—hiding out in the coolest room in your home with the AC on max. Regardless of a summer picnic at the park, or just a lazy afternoon at home, nothing quite satisfies such as a cool, cucumber and tomato sandwich. This recipe is great for kids and adults alike. Give it a try for a fast sandwich fix, that’ll surely cool the scorching heat of the summer. For an added juicy treat, try some fresh strawberries on the side!

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Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2014. Cucumber and Tomato sandwich with a side of strawberries.

Prep: 10 mins

Cook: 0 mins

Ready in: 10 mins

Ingredients

Recipe makes for 1 serving

  1. 2 Slices of Whole Wheat Bread (Substitute with White, or Honey Wheat Bread as per preference)
  2. 1 tablespoon of Land O Lakes Sweet cream Spreadable Butter with Canola Oil** (Substitute with any other type of spreadable butter, as per preference. Light spreadable butter also works well.)
  3. ½ large cucumber, peeled, sliced in circular pieces
  4. 1 small tomato, sliced in circular pieces
  5. 1 teaspoon of Chaat masala** (Optional, for an Indian flavor. Can be found in an Indian grocery store near you.)
  6. 2 Strawberries, cut (Optional, as a juicy side.)

**Pictured below

Directions

  1. Chill the sliced cucumber pieces and sliced tomato pieces in the refrigerator for at least an hour.
  2. Collect the chilled cucumber and tomato pieces from Step 1 from the refrigerator. Also collect the bread, butter, and optionally the Chaat masala.
  3. Place 2 slices of whole wheat bread, apart, on a plate.
  4. Spread ½ tablespoon of Land O Lakes Sweet cream Spreadable Butter with Canola Oil evenly on one slice of bread.
  5. Repeat Step 4 on the other slice of bread.
  6. Evenly spread the previously peeled and sliced, cucumber pieces on one slice of bread.
  7. Evenly spread the previously sliced tomato pieces on top of the cucumbers from Step 6.
  8. Optionally, spread the Chaat masala on top of the tomatoes for an Indian flavoring.
  9. Place the remaining, buttered bread slice on top of the other, cucumber and tomato piled bread.
  10. Place the cut strawberries on the side (optional), and enjoy!
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Land-O-Lakes-spreadable-butter
[BORROWED IMAGE] Land O Lakes Sweet cream Spreadable Butter with Canola Oil.
Shan Brand- Chaat Masala. Found in any Indian grocery store near you.
[BORROWED IMAGE] Shan Brand- Chaat Masala. Found in any Indian grocery store near you.

“Uyir”- My instrumental composition

Here’s an instrumental composition of mine that’s dear to my heart. Hope you enjoy.

Fun Fact: “Uyir” means “Life” in the language, Tamil, a Dravidian language spoken around the globe but primarily in the Indian state of Tamil Nadu.

Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2012.

The Caribbean Sunrise

Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2014.
Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2014. The Caribbean sunrise.

A winding path lies before,

A river’s bends it wore.

The journey started slows for none,

the sands of time fall one by one.

Each step creates a ripple,

Changing the course of fate a little.

The inner voice served as guide,

But a vision did it rarely provide.

What laid ahead remained unknown,

Amidst the dusk loomed the dawn.

The fire within raged ablaze,

Keen to clear the daze.

In the chase to see the end,

The present has condemned.

The moment that is passing by,

is saying its last goodbye.

Standing firmer on the ground,

Unveiled an image so profound.

The sight that bore before,

Revealed a glowing shore.

Lost in the charm ahead,

Tears conveyed the unsaid.

For once the haste ceased to be,

The heart broke free.

Basked in the warmth of the Sun,

The weight of the world becomes undone.

The chorus of the birds beam,

At the emerging of the sea bream.

The swooshing rhythm of waves abound,

the voice within calmly drowned.

Standing before this foaming sea,

Waters blue,

and I, anew.

Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2014.

Just another day in the life of my Tom Cat

Carnival: The Fountain of Youth

What is it about the carnival that is so innately alluring to children and adults, alike?

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Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2014. Texas Carnival 2014. Ride: Scream!

Every so often the booming noises emanating from the bustling streets fade, and is replaced by the gleeful music of the touring carnival. The lure of the colorful stalls filled with games and plush toys; the heavenly temptation of sugary, deep-fried, meaty treats; the vivid call of adrenaline pumping thrill-rides; and the feeling of community and togetherness, all, budding from this one, universal celebration- the carnival.

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Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2014. Texas Carnival 2014, “Funnel Cakes” vendor.

Like a bug to a light, we are drawn to the flickering, beaming, luminescence displayed by the carnival. The dazzling ambiance turns even the most sophisticated of individuals into a child again. We emerge again, with a childlike innocence, eager to coalesce with the crowd and be rapt in the wonders that we out-grew long ago.

The carnival reveals to us, the innocence we have at heart, the thrills and unity we so seek. Unlike, the regular world, which is filled with a repetition of mundane tasks and responsibility. Bound by the strings of age, we float in stillness, and one visit to the carnival severs the strings and let’s us fly.

We fly high and far, to reach out and touch the stars, just as joyfully as would a child, lost in reverie.

Perhaps it is time again, for us to seek the next carnival, to rejuvenate our souls, in this fountain of youth.

Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2014.
Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2014. Texas Carnival 2014, game stall.
Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2014.
Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2014. Texas Carnival 2014, game stall.
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Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2014. Texas Carnival 2014. Ride: OMG!
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Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2014. Texas Carnival 2014. Ride: Merry Go Round.
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Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2014. Texas Carnival 2014. Ride: OMG! In action.

Thanks for reading! 

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Journey into South India

Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2014.
Paricel (Boat) rides on the pathway of Hogenakkal Falls, Tamils Nadu, India. Located in South India, on the Kaveri river. Often refered to as the “Niagara of India.” Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2014.

I journeyed to South India in the summer of 2012. Pictured, are some events I experienced in my brief visit to the town of Pollachi, the Hill-station city of Ooty, and the town of Dharmapuri in Tamil Nadu India.

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Hogenakkal Falls, Tamil Nadu, India. A friendly, and natural interaction between monkeys and the Human tourists. Just, hide your food! Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2014.
Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2014.
Paricel (Boat) rides along the pathway of the Hogenakkal Falls. Innovative idea of delivering refreshments to the tourists by Paricel (boat). Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2014.
Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2014.
Hogennakkal Falls, Tamil Nadu, India- Salesman by Paricel (boat). Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2014.
Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2014.
Hogenakkal Falls, Tamil Nadu, India- A paricel (boat) navigator resting after a long morning. Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2014.
Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2014.
Tamil Nadu, India. A monkey, just enjoying the warm afternoon. Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2014.
Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2014.
Road sign placed at Tamil Nadu, India. Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2014.
Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2014.
Ooty, Tamil Nadu, India- interaction between nature, monkeys, and humans. Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2014.
Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2014.
Tamil Nadu, India- Looks like a monkey successfully sneaked a juice container from a tourist. Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2014.
Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2014.
Ooty, Tamil Nadu, India- Street vendors display their delicious products, in this case, Mangoes. Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2014.
Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2014.
Ooty, Tamil Nadu, India- Street vendor serving warm, freshly steamed, corn. Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2014.
Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2014.
Ooty, Tamil Nadu, India- a serene, agricultural land, with farmers hard at work. Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2014.
Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2014.
Tamil Nadu, India- A monkey, waiting for a chance to sneak some food from the tourists. Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2014.
Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2014.
Pollachi, Tamil Nadu, India. Roadside vendors display their products colorfully to serve the on going traffic in the area. Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2014.
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The Ferris Wheel

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The Ferris Wheel blanketed by a thick veil of gray clouds. Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2014.

Pictured, is a shot I took of a Ferris Wheel during a carnival event that was held in Brownsville, Texas back in March, 2014. The thick, gray, clouds behind the bright, vibrant, Ferris Wheel makes this shot so hauntingly beautiful to me.

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