Labelled

I had recently moved to Pune due to a job change. Though the city was not entirely new to me, having lived here in my teens, I was coming back after almost 15 years. As I was taking up residence on the outskirts of the city in a place called Hinjewadi which consists largely of… Continue reading Labelled

Stigma #WriteBravely #WriteProBlogger #ShortStory

Sophia woke up with a start- sleeping in the day was never enough to make up for a good night’s sleep. Plus she did not have the luxury of sleeping for 6-8 hours like her colleagues who worked in the call center at night and slept in the day. Sophia was a mother of  3… Continue reading Stigma #WriteBravely #WriteProBlogger #ShortStory

Here’s why I am the Badass Woman@work

I opened the Sunday Times to devour its contents hungrily- one of the perks of the weekend is being able to read the newspaper leisurely as against a weekday when I am in a mad frenzy with the toddler tugging my dress and me trying to scan the front page, the business section and the… Continue reading Here’s why I am the Badass Woman@work

The day she stopped crying

She wriggled out of her mother’s womb and entered this world with a ear piercing cry. They rejoiced her birth- crying is a healthy sign for a new born, they said She was a toddler now and she cried for more milk, more sleep. Ah babies cry for everything, don’t take it seriously they said.… Continue reading The day she stopped crying

The Ballerino #FridayFotoFiction

He hesitated, twitched his toes, sweat trickled down from his forehead, his heart thumped loudly. Today was a milestone in itself. The day he broke the stereotypes. Those stereotypes of a patriarchal society which curtailed the freedom of not just women but men as well. The day he watched the ballet, he knew what he… Continue reading The Ballerino #FridayFotoFiction

Lonely at the Top #FlashFiction

The first time I saw Mysha was at the coffee vending machine. A 22 year old fresh grad, in a crisp white shirt and black trousers, as she fumbled to use the machine. Before she could react, the cup was overfull with mocha and a lot had spilled out. She looked flummoxed. Today after 12… Continue reading Lonely at the Top #FlashFiction

The coffee date which made me cringe #WTFOW #Writebravely

I am more of a chai person but the joy of sipping a cup of frothy coffee laden with cream at Starbucks, Costa , Barista or good old CCD is something I always enjoy. Not all experiences in life are good though- just like some flavors of coffee which leave us with a bitter taste… Continue reading The coffee date which made me cringe #WTFOW #Writebravely