A Short Story. The shrill sound of the alarm woke her up from her reverie. Bleary eyed she looked at the clock, how she wished she could turn it off and sleep. A few hours of peaceful, unperturbed sleep, just like she used to sleep when she was a little girl. In fact just a… Continue reading The simple joys of life that I was missing- Short story
Does the title of this post sound alien? But aren’t men suppose to be the karta dharta of the family, the one who brings home the daily bread, the one on whose shoulders the burden of children’s education, home loan, EMI, household expenses and so much more rests? And isn’t it the woman’s role to… Continue reading Why not a stay at home dad and bread winning mom?
Picture this- a working mom who is reading a bed time story to her little son, chatting about how his day went at school, what did he do at home. They snuggle closer Mommy and her little baby as they chuckle over something clutching their cups of hot cocoa. A picture perfect moment- and then… Continue reading Distracted Parenting?
Did you just read that, frown and curse me? What kind of a bitchy mom is that? A mother- the epitome of sacrifice and here is one who defies that. Do you doubt if I am that evil stepmom? I read a quote by an actress and Mom whom I am an ardent admirer of.… Continue reading I will NOT make sacrifices for my child
A short story Kavya adjusted her pallu and looked at herself in the mirror. She looked beautiful, no one would say she was the mom of a 5 year old. Little Pihu came running into the room and hugged her. “Mumma I am so excited today. 4 days of masti!! Weddings are so much fun.… Continue reading The day I broke my silence- Short story
“Day dreaming when pregnant”- Dressed up in smart business casuals, I walk into the office. Check mails, hold meetings, complete my work at jet speed and leave for the day by 4. Yes! that’s going to be my target everyday to beat the maddening traffic of Bangalore. Anything pending I can always log in from… Continue reading Walking the trapeze- go girl go!
A few days back, my beautician who is also a good friend mentioned in the course of a conversation that her elder sister who was widowed at a young age, tied the knot a second time at the age of 65. A chance encounter with a handsome stranger, a few conversations and they decided to… Continue reading Second innings?