Musings of a Writer - Goes Where Her Thoughts Take Her
In this section, I hope to bring to you stories from my day-to-day life that are sometimes funny, sometimes sad and sometimes inspiring, just like life is.
Regular readers of my blog would probably recall my annual self-imposed ritual to turn to my friend Yosvon’s photo blog and pick one of his amazing clicks based on whichever one inspires me and fits …
She rushed in with the weight of a hundred worlds on her head. Even as she walked into the bar to meet a long-lost friend, her mind was miles away in front of her work …
“Didi, Amma bahut strong hai! Aap kyon kamzor ho rahe ho? Amma theek hai!” Elder sister, your mother is very strong. Why are you being so weak? Your mother is fine! Amma’s nurse’s repeated refrains …
My spice rack. A creative idea that came years ago. A vision brought to life thanks to my husband. It has travelled with me since the last couple of decades across houses. There’s never been …
My sister’s favourite God is the gentle elephant-headed God who we invoke before we embark upon anything auspicious or important, be it an exam, a new job, a new house, or a wedding in the …
When I was born in the 70s, my grandmother whom we affectionately addressed as “Andhamai” came to live with us in Bombay to support my parents. With the addition of me in the family, we …
2020 was a year we all spent thinking about the last time we did something that we had taken for granted in our day-to-day lives. When was the last time we travelled? The last time …
She is a killjoySure to whisper doubts in my earWhen happiness makes an appearance She is a villianWaiting to throw a spanner in the worksWhenever I feel confident and ready for a challenge She is …
The past year has not been kind to any of us. While things are slowly looking up, we’ve been through a lot of grief, defeat, loss and hardships to get there. I often find myself …
Author’s Note: Names have been changed to protect the privacy of the individuals being spoken about. I have a very vivid memory of my first day of higher secondary school. All of us progressed from …