The boards are over- what a sigh of relief. But now begins the real battle to get into a good college. As I look at my name on the Merit List, a sense of pride envelops me. I look back at the years of hard work and disciplined approach that I followed and loved doing.… Continue reading I am a big girl out in the big bad world #AtoZChallenge #BlogchatterA2Z
Heartbreak #AtoZChallenge #BlogchatterA2Z
I fell head over heels in love with Raj when I was 13. Life seemed like a fairytale. He was the new boy in our class – what I loved the most were his dimples. When he threw up his head and laughed, those dimples looked so gorgeous. I was tempted to go and touch… Continue reading Heartbreak #AtoZChallenge #BlogchatterA2Z
Growing up #AtoZChallenge #BlogchatterA2Z
I got my first period when I was 11. It wasn’t a shock to me as I knew about periods when I was 4. One day I saw Mumma take out a pad from the cupboard and walk towards the bathroom. “What is that?” A curious 4 year old asked. Grandma was sitting nearby. She… Continue reading Growing up #AtoZChallenge #BlogchatterA2Z
Friends and Foes #AtoZChallenge #BlogchatterA2Z
School days are supposed to be the most memorable days of one’s life. But at this point, going to school doesn’t really make me happy. And its got nothing to do with studies or exams. In fact I am someone who loves to study, not all subjects of course. I dread Math and don’t really… Continue reading Friends and Foes #AtoZChallenge #BlogchatterA2Z
English Vinglish #AtoZChallenge #BlogchatterA2Z
My mother tongue is Marathi and Kannada – one is My Dad’s and the other my Mom’s. But if mother tongue is defined as the language one first learns to speak and the language one is most comfortable with, for me thats English. Mommy Daddy spoke to each other in English- that was the language… Continue reading English Vinglish #AtoZChallenge #BlogchatterA2Z
Decoding the Milky mystery#AtoZChallenge #BlogchatterA2Z
As an infant, I gave sleepless nights to Mommy and Daddy as I was always hungry, my appetite just couldn’t be satiated. The more Mommy fed me her milk, the more hungry I would get and refused to sleep. One night I cried my lungs out and turned tomato red by 5 am. A panicky… Continue reading Decoding the Milky mystery#AtoZChallenge #BlogchatterA2Z
Colour Coded #AtoZChallenge #BlogchatterA2Z
I did not hear the hushed whispers and some loud guffaws when Mommy Daddy were not around- the topic was the colour of my skin. A dusky girl in India is doomed for its very difficult to find a suitable groom for her. Imagine, here I was lying in my crib, a day old and… Continue reading Colour Coded #AtoZChallenge #BlogchatterA2Z
The Wedding House #FridayFotoFiction
Appa and Amma were really excited, the house had been all decked up for Minu’s wedding. They had even arranged for the most expesnive bougainville flowers to deck up the entrance. It was a house which would witness a wedding after 27 long years. The next morning instead of chitter chatter and laughter, a stony… Continue reading The Wedding House #FridayFotoFiction
Blue or Pink- does it matter? #AtoZChallenge #BlogchatterA2Z
Mommy wanted a boy- did I really hear that or was it my imagination? Its hardly been 24 hours that I came into this world and I have heard more rotten things than I heard in the past 10 months in Mommy’s womb. As I grow up I realise the bitter truth that many parents… Continue reading Blue or Pink- does it matter? #AtoZChallenge #BlogchatterA2Z
Arrival #AtoZChallenge #BlogchatterA2Z
12 December, Sunday, 8 am. I let out a ear piercing scream as I kick my way into this world. Imagine passing through that narrow vagina- I wonder why on earth they call it normal. While everyone talks about how painful it is for the mom, do you think its easy peasy for a tiny… Continue reading Arrival #AtoZChallenge #BlogchatterA2Z