I was 12 years old when I first watched the popular shows “I dream of Jeanie” and “Bewitched” where the protagonist had magical powers. They just had to wish for something, tap their fingers and lo behold! They would get what they wished for. I was fascinated and wondered what if I were to get… Continue reading The magic wand
Category: Love & Relationships
Being Myself- Unapologetic
The perfectly cooked, neither burnt nor raw, round chapatis laden with desi ghee neatly stacked one on top of the other lay in the casserole. Dal tadka and aloo shaak, peas pulao and boondi raita- and today’s speciality gajar ka halwa adorned the dinner table. A skill every woman ought to master to rule her… Continue reading Being Myself- Unapologetic
The incredible life of a working mom!
A blogger friend sent me this quote and it resonated so well that I had to preserve it among my favorite ones As a working mom, I could relate to this so well, its stingingly true. With women out to take the workforce by storm and eager to shatter the glass ceiling and demand equality… Continue reading The incredible life of a working mom!
Fleeting Memories
It was my last day in the city. I strike out the city word. I am not sure if I can call this place a city. It’s some kind of a hybrid between a clusters of villages which was gradually mushrooming into a city. Mangalore a coastal town in south Karnataka which is famous for… Continue reading Fleeting Memories
INDIGO Mom-#BarAThon
Shree was fondly called Indigo Mom by her doting son Adi, for she was the sole person who struck a perfect balance between the temperamental, authoritative father Ravikant and her son Adi. Just like the colour indigo which symbolizes a blend of blue and violet, the traditional and strict nature of her husband on one… Continue reading INDIGO Mom-#BarAThon
BLUE bruises- #BarAThon
The sound of the slap reverberated, creating a hollow effect. The stillness of the moment and the deafening silence that prevailed made the atmosphere all the more ominous. Smita was dumbstruck, she felt a stinging pain on her cheek as she continued to massage her thigh where she was struck 2 minutes ago and it… Continue reading BLUE bruises- #BarAThon
Green Bangles- #BarAThon
Meera looked at her barren hands, her forehead bereft of sindoor and bindi, the pale colored saree – they kept screaming at her “You are a widow, an unfortunate, unlucky soul. The symbols of marriage that once adorned you have now all been taken away. What use are they when the person in whose honor… Continue reading Green Bangles- #BarAThon
YELLOW Tulips- #BarAThon
Maya held the bunch of yellow tulips and took in the fragrance. This was the only constant thing in her insane life which shifted gears every other day. 5 years of marital bliss, being as much in love with her man, at the pinnacle of her career, what else did she need? A barren womb… Continue reading YELLOW Tulips- #BarAThon
ORANGE Tree- #BarAThon
Shantala and Sudha sat gazing at the stars in the sky, as Sudha peeled an orange and handed over a few pieces to Shantala. They bit into the juicy orange as they reminisced their childhood days. They were childhood buddies, inseparable, people called them Siamese twins. Their favorite activity was climbing the orange tree in… Continue reading ORANGE Tree- #BarAThon
I bleed RED- #BarAThon
Vinodini could never forget that day, it was etched firmly in her memory. She was celebrated, revered like a Goddess. It all started when she spotted a few drops of blood in her panty and shrieked in horror. She thought she would die and she hurriedly called her mother. On seeing the blood, Amma smiled… Continue reading I bleed RED- #BarAThon
www.akswrites.com 