Rihanna’s American Oxygen Re-imagined

I have immense respect for Rihanna as an artist and her song American Oxygen with its powerful vocals and visuals struck a chord with me. And as I went about my day humming it and hearing it again and again in my mind, an alternative vision of the song arose in my mind.

I present to you, Rihanna’s American Oxygen: re-imagined.


Breathe out, breathe in,

It’s the whole world’s oxygen.

Every breath I breathe,

Comes from a fragile rainforest.

Turning nickels and dimes into empires,

Goes against basic economics.

We need a level playing field for all,


Breathe in the world’s bounty

The wide world’s oxygen.

I say, you see, it’s everyone’s dream.

Young girl, anywhere, hustling,

Don’t think your life is small,

Limited to a situation.

You can be anything at all,

If you fight for it.



I say, try and see,

Just close your eyes and breathe.

Breathe out, breathe in!

This bountiful earth’s oxygen.

Every breath we breathe,

Chasing a better world’s dream.

We’ll sweat in futility for nickels and dimes

Till we fix the environment.

Breathe in, breathe out,

Climate change is just a few years away.

Breathe out, breathe in!

This bountiful earth’s oxygen.

The hurtin’ earth mother’s oxygen.



We know, us all, that this is everyone’s dream.

Young boy, hustlin’,

Be tender and strong!

Get the wheels in motion,

Join hands, build the dream,

You can do anything at all,



I say, you can see,

If you close your eyes and dream.

Breathe out, breathe in!

This bountiful earth’s oxygen.

Every breath we breathe,

Chasing a better world’s dream.

This is the new world!

We are the new world!

And we all count.


Summer Rain Love

The Eternal Love Story of Land And Sea by Radhika Mukherjee

The Eternal Love Story of Land And Sea
(c) Radhika Mukherjee

When the earth exhaled and called out to the sea in heated summer sadness, parched of love.

When, in sudden lust the ocean swooped in to shower itself

With force of thunder, rain and hail.

That one time you and I, cocooned in a nest of blankets, laughed.

A flash, of rapier force, cut across the sky.

And then rolled the deafening drum.

The world blurred in a haze of dusty wind.

Only the trees in their creaking boughs,

Sang of the tangled love story of land and sea.


To Visit The World of Wonder Again

World of Wonder By Radhika Mukherjee

World of Wonder
(c) Radhika Mukherjee


The Pink Greetings of Spring

All of winter I tarried.

The morning walk never materialized.

And then came warm and bright and welcomed me outdoors.

I went walking with the sun’s arrival and was rewarded—

With curtains and curtains of the pinkest bougainvillea!

Wreathed in vibrancy,

Making a glory of the road and trees and walls they embraced.

They nearly sing out to you, such colours they display!

And it is with a pink smile that you come back…

After being greeted so sweetly by Spring!

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Springtime Green Joy

Springtime Green by Radhika Mukherjee

Springtime Green
(c) Radhika Mukherjee

When trees dress in their brightest greens,

The sky smiles in happy blues,

And the winds are mellow and sweet—

You know springtime is here.

However brief.


In spring, I like to just disconnect and take it all in; merge in spirit with the freshness, the zing in the air. Springtime for me is a welcome back into joy.


What’s your favorite springtime activity?



The Texture of Dreams and Fantasies

The Texture of Dreams and Fantasies by Radhika Mukherjee

The Texture of Dreams and Fantasies
(c) Radhika Mukherjee

For all those times when the world is waiting to burst into color…


The Mists of Serenity

The Mists of Serenity by Radhika Mukherjee

The Mists of Serenity

Just ripples and reflections and a hint of mist in the air…

Take a minute to stare…

Comes Peace.

Comes Serenity.


A Shooting Star on Land

A Shooting Star on Land by Radhika Mukherjee

A Shooting Star on Land
(c) Radhika Mukherjee

Make a wish! Quick! :)


Comfort Reading

Comfort Reading

Comfort Reading

When I’m stressed or sad or I want to soften my sense of self,  I read Eva Ibbotson and her books for grown-ups and sometimes her kid’s books as well.

When I want to regain my sense of humor and buoyancy, I read the inimitable Terry Pratchett and his Discworld books.

I call this comfort reading.

And as I wander into another round of comfort reading, I started wondering about this  phenomenon. So here’s a question for you:

Do you practice comfort reading too? Is there a specific book or author you turn to?


Tendrils of Light and Color

Here’s wishing you that special light you seek in this season of joy and wonder, endings and beginnings! :)




Flowers & Light |  © Radhika Mukherjee

Flowers & Light | © Radhika Mukherjee