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The Dream I Threw Away…
what am I missing now? years ago I had a vision, a dream I wanted to gain, a dream I wanted so bad, I drilled it into my head… that I’d make it come true, that I’d treat it with … Continue reading →
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A Walk Through Memories (Part 1)
The sun was slowly sinking into the horizon as our car rolled over the sand and to the edge of the compound. The waves lapped in and out quickly, its foamy white waters turning a serene orange in...
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A Walk Through Memories (Part 2)
(<<< Part-1 || Part-3 >>>) How wonderful it is that as some things change, others remain the same. This sunrise, golden through the heads of swaying coconut palms, is as picturesque...
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A Walk Through Memories (Part 3)
(<<< Part-2 || Part-4 >>>) Not once, not twice or thrice, but seven times I sneezed as I entered my old bedroom. I walked to the window and pulled the curtains open. The sun, peeking...
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A Walk Through Memories (Part 4)
(<<< Part-3 || Part-5 (To Come) >>>) The pitter-patter of rain is music to my ears as I stir from my sleep. For a moment, I wonder where I am. I look around to see no one near me, and...
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A Walk Through Memories (Part 5)
(<<< Part-4 || Part-6 (To Come) >>>) The sun beats down on the earth, and not a puddle remains. The waters of the sea feel warm as we run in and out of the waves, happily soaking in...
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A Walk Through Memories (Part 6)
(<<< Part-5 || Part-7 >>>) The sea glows orange as the sun sinks into its depths, and I watch it from the edge of the beach, writing my name with a broken stick, and letting the waves...
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A Walk Through Memories (Part 7)
(<<< Part-6) The bags are packed and in the car. The week has been wonderful, and has added to my memories of this white bungalow, for I’ve relived my childhood and seen Vidya live hers. I’ve...
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Storms… Now and Then…
This post has been published by me as a part of the Blog-a-Ton 45; the forty-fifth edition of the online marathon of Bloggers; where we decide and we write. To be part of the next edition, visit and...
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Footnote
juggling my life, so many aspects, so many facets; I have to embrace my many quirks, each like a strand, of a large quilt knit out of time. all plans I made never sustained, leaving my slate in a blank...
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Unlike any other …
Theirs was a love story unlike any other. It had begun with a bump; an unexpected brush of their shoulders on the corner of a road. No one had seen her stumble, and no one had seen him catch her wrist...
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Shehnaz’s Fix
Shehnaz was in a fix, as she looked at Amrit, who was standing next to her. “Why sad, Naz? Don’t be sad. I’m here with you.” She looked at him again, and then across the room to the table near the...
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Rant in Rhyme
How I hate it when I can’t write, Write for something I love to do; Just because I’m amidst a block, About the festival I had no clue. Sad that not a friend did remind, That my favorite festival...
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Out of a pencil…
inspiring story… or a personal experience that will inspire… I think when this is the question asked of me, I go the former. Being a bookworm, I’ve read so many books; so many stories that inspire me...
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An Inspiration…
Yesterday I wrote my thoughts on Anne Frank’s diary. Reading that book was tough, but in many ways, Anne Frank and her ideas, her life, they inspired me. Earlier, I shared a vignette of Paulo Coelho’s...
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The Effect
Farming was hard work. He toiled under the hot sun, so his daughter could become an engineer. When she did, he was the proudest man. With her first salary, she got them their first computer. The effect...
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Inspiring Change
Last September, I had the opportunity to read a book titled “Because I am a Girl – Seven Girls, Seven Lives”, which was an initiative of Plan India. It brought out the stories of seven girls from...
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an April to look forward to…
Writer’s Block! Phoooey! I’ve never believed in that rot. Unfortunately, I seem to be relapsing into it again. But thankfully, it’s nearly April and a cure is around the corner with the AtoZ April...
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The Recurring Dream …
today I’ll begin by sharing a dream; it has no name, just a faint glow and a bright light I am walking into. I have no inkling, of what lies ahead or beyond for me; or even if the light shall pass soon...
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The Address …
Ramakrishnan checked the letter again. It was the sixth time he was doing, but he couldn’t help it. Nothing like that had ever been delivered to Kelmanom post office, where he was postmaster. The quiet...
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