Soul scrubbing experience
We collect dirt, dust, and grime, not only on our bodies but also on our souls. In the glittering images and persona of Facebook and Instagram, we don't share the innermost thoughts but what if there was an avenue to do that. And that's what Sammy Sahni and Uzma Hyder facilitated at the office of Pause for Perspective.
Tucked in a lane in Begumpet, the office of Pause of Perspective is a retreat for the soul. One can grab a book and read there or attend a Slow Down Saturday workshop to reconnect with yourself, among the other activities that they conduct.
In a mileu of chirping birds, dragonflies, the scent of fresh air in a balcony, we sat on the floor, in an hexagonal shape and our connecting points were Sammy and Uzma, Ruhi of Pause for Perspective.
Sammy read poems from her latest book, Iridiscence, and each piece was followed by discussions on what we felt. The motley of crowd from a yoga teacher to a student to psychologists, gave us fresh perspectives. I particularly enjoyed the poem: Language of the soul. Peppering her poems were Ruhi's thoughts and reflections.
Following the reading was Uzma Hyder's workshop on Reflective Poetry. We closed our eyes and travelled back to childhood and tried to box those memories in colors and scents.
At the end of the session, we felt grateful, thankful, emotional and satisfied for two hours that were well spent.
Tucked in a lane in Begumpet, the office of Pause of Perspective is a retreat for the soul. One can grab a book and read there or attend a Slow Down Saturday workshop to reconnect with yourself, among the other activities that they conduct.
In a mileu of chirping birds, dragonflies, the scent of fresh air in a balcony, we sat on the floor, in an hexagonal shape and our connecting points were Sammy and Uzma, Ruhi of Pause for Perspective.
Sammy read poems from her latest book, Iridiscence, and each piece was followed by discussions on what we felt. The motley of crowd from a yoga teacher to a student to psychologists, gave us fresh perspectives. I particularly enjoyed the poem: Language of the soul. Peppering her poems were Ruhi's thoughts and reflections.
Following the reading was Uzma Hyder's workshop on Reflective Poetry. We closed our eyes and travelled back to childhood and tried to box those memories in colors and scents.
At the end of the session, we felt grateful, thankful, emotional and satisfied for two hours that were well spent.
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