Saroj looked in awe at the box full of brightly coloured threads. Blue, Pink, Red, Green- how beautiful they would look when blended into a shimmery sweater for little Prisha or a scarf for Ma. When Saroj was young and visited Grandma in summer holidays, they sat for hours in the little room as Grandma… Continue reading Be what you want to be #FFFAW #FlashFiction
Dare to be different #SundayFlashFiction
Summer holidays had just begun and Mom religiously packed our suitcases. Like every year, we would head to Grandpa and Grandma’s house in the country. As much as I loved the contrasting life there, playing in the mud, climbing trees, swinging to my heart’s delight, devouring the delicious food Grandma prepared- what I despised the… Continue reading Dare to be different #SundayFlashFiction
Varying Emotions #AtoZChallenge #BlogchatterA2Z
The day I became a grandmother will be etched in my mind forever- little Dhruv kicked his way into the world after a gruelling 12 hours of labour. I was really angry about this long labour and the agony my daughter was going through but then I heard his wailing and caught a first glimpse… Continue reading Varying Emotions #AtoZChallenge #BlogchatterA2Z
Are women truly empowered in developed countries?
A truly empowering moment for me as a working mother came when I could choose to go on a 2.5 month long assignment to a different country, miles apart leaving my daughter behind. Why do I call it empowering? Thats because I could exercise my choice here, my free will, not obligated to make a… Continue reading Are women truly empowered in developed countries?
The cycle of life #SundayPhotoFiction
Adam roamed aimlessly on the streets of Venice- the beautiful city which held dear memories since decades. As a child, he clutched his Mumma’s hand as they walked on this very street- as his Mom bought some custard and pie and he had his weekly treat of popsicles. He then grew up and walked with… Continue reading The cycle of life #SundayPhotoFiction
An ode to my grandparents #LoveJatao
September 10th is Grandparents Day- a day to celebrate the special bond, say a thank you, give a hug and make our beloved grandparents feel special. Though, we shouldn’t really a day to do that, the feelings and love should be everyday. I have never met my paternal granddad and I do not have many… Continue reading An ode to my grandparents #LoveJatao
I saw her in the park every day, a lady in her mid 60’s everyone called her “Aaji”. A crisp cotton saree, hair neatly tied and a book in her hand. An English magazine like Women’s Era or Femina or a heavy duty novel like Ayn Rand. She buried her head in the book and… Continue reading Aaji #FridayFotoFiction