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.
He stuck his head up from the grass and smelt the air. His ears cocked for the all-familiar sound of guns and his nose twitched, searching for that smell of carnage and smoke. But try …
Author’s Note: The theme of this years international day of happiness is the title of this piece. We live in a time when it seems like happiness is the last thing on our mind. Allow …
Authors note: Published on World Kidney Day 2020! I was born in 2010. Or you could say I was re-born in 2010. This new lease of life was possible only because of my sister Lakshmi. …
On this day, we acknowledge youThe bright all-pervading presence in the skyWarming all living beings with your rays of lightLending us energy, strength and sustenance We thank you for a bountiful harvestFor watching over us …
While I wrote last week about my slipper-y experience at the eye doctors’ and the lab, this week the amusement begins where the eye check-up ended, and quite literally I almost landed up creating a …
For the past nine years since I had a major life-altering surgery (aka kidney transplant), I have been visiting India every six months for routine check-ups and consultation to assure myself and my family that …
One of my friends had a really harrowing experience, or rather her husband did. He almost collapsed after lunch in a restaurant and had to be rushed to the hospital in an ambulance which some good …
One fine evening in December 1999, two families met for a cup of coffee, some rava idli and kesari. Mission: Boy meets Girl. Boy liked girl and vice versa, enough to consider a life time …
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 …
During my childhood and early teens, my grandmother had established a ritual of sorts when it came to her new sarees. She wouldn’t wear anything new unless I wore it first. Her apparel of choice …
