As we grow older, a thought and longing to relive those wonderful years of our childhood is one that most of us unanimously vouch for. What an irony – when we were young we couldn’t wait to get older- to graduate to high school and start using ink pens instead of pencil, and then go… Continue reading Reminiscing those countless beautiful childhood moments!
When’s the good news?
Been married for “X number of years” so when’s the good news? If this question hasn’t been thrown at you time and again and you said you live in India, I would be gobsmacked. The age to marry, to procreate, then procreate again so that your child has a sibling, everything seems to be decided… Continue reading When’s the good news?
Have you had the period talk with your little girl?
Little Rhea came running home, her face looked pale, her eyes bore the sign of tears which had been trickling down a while ago. One look at her and Mumma quickly put down the cup of tea and rushed towards her. What had happened? Did she fall down or have a tiff with someone? Was… Continue reading Have you had the period talk with your little girl?
Bottled up
It starts from “Are you married? If no, then how old are you? Why not? Kundali dosh? Boyfriend? If you are married, how many years? How many children?” And if for any reason you don’t have kids, you have had it. There goes a barrage of questions and the Auntyjis sharing their expertise on why it’s important… Continue reading Bottled up
Haven’t we had enough of the Working mom v/s SAHM ? Are we done yet ?
I started blogging a couple of months back when Angel my daughter completed 3 months which left me with a teeny weeny bit of time for myself (which felt like a luxury). I was drawn by so many articles on the subject of Working Mom and Stay at Home Mom. Some of them just sharing their stories… Continue reading Haven’t we had enough of the Working mom v/s SAHM ? Are we done yet ?
Am I a bad mother?
Motherhood is undoubtedly one of life’s most beautiful gifts but along with it comes a host of other things. People’s prying eyes and blaming tones, pointing fingers at the mother for everything and anything that her child does or doesn’t do. Is it fair to hold the mother responsible? No doubt the mother is the… Continue reading Am I a bad mother?
The Pink Line(Short story)
She waited and prayed fervently. Each moment seemed like an hour. O God please hear my prayers this time, I will forever be grateful to you. Finally after a few minutes, still chanting God’s name, she checked the test result and hoped that she would see the 2 pink lines. Those 2 pink lines. She… Continue reading The Pink Line(Short story)
