This one is for friends who have come and gone, few who have vanished into thin air , rest who maintain a superficial connect. To them and more… Dear No-Longer-Friend I know that you and I do not exist like how we did with each other many moons ago. You changed. I did too. And … More Letter Series :: No -longer Friend
I will get straight to the point. I love letters. I love handwritten notes. I feel life is incomplete without them. While I love the charm of social media, letters have always had a special place in my heart. Letter writing is so under-rated. It feels like something that existed ages ago. The feel of … More Letter Writing
The thing about hanging in there and holding on to something, anything is that no one tells you just how seemingly impossible and difficult some days may seem. Living through a pandemic while hearing unpleasant news, watching sufferings at close quarters and holding on yourself, your loved ones; going through it as if it’s just … More Hanging in there
I call my parents Amma and Achan. Off-late, I have begun noticing things, some insignificant, most not. It’s only now I notice how my achan eats less portion of food. Have the years gone by, reduced his intake? Its only now I notice how my amma cannot stand in the kitchen for long hours. Its … More Things I am noticing now
Today, words fail me. Is it the writer’s block or is it because of what I see around me? Today when the sun rose, did I feel hopeful like a zillion others or was I fearful of what is in store? Paranoid maybe, angry, helpless – or all of it. Today, there is so much … More Today, just like another day…
On a breezy, warm morning I sat by my favorite chair holding a cup of strong black coffee and wondering mundane but not so mundane things. Was it love or was it commitment that held us together? One so different from the other. Or maybe it was neither. Maybe we got used to each other’s … More On Love and Commitment
Stop and stareAt those unwinding roads,The beams of sunlight playing hide and seekThe birds you hear but can’t see,The winds that blow your hair,At the gurgling river,The dry leaves that rustle past youThe sounds of soft thunder before a rainfall Stop and stare at thoseIn unabashed joy That’s all you have to do while you … More Stop and Stare
You remember the day you walked into my life; it was a day of the color teal or so I would like to believe. So true to yourself, your being, you were the burst of rejuvenating waterfall my parched soul was waiting for. Slowly you merged into various shades of many hues that I lost … More A Holi Story
They ask me why I smile. I smile because at times I cannot believe how far I have come,From what was and what is. It is strange how every day seems mundane but when you look back so much has changed.It is, maybe in the little things. Just like how the earth revolves and rotates, … More Why I Smile
Sometimes a picture reminds you of withered hopes Yet at times it may remind you of newness which is yet to come Fresh leaves which will sprout soon, New rays of sun making its way through those leaves A tiny ray of hope filling your heart, Till it reaches your eyes and they gleam with … More What those eyes see
