Most of us associate our career progression with vertical growth, moving up the rungs as it often translates to pay rises, better perks, a corner office perhaps, more recognition and being looked upon as a symbol of power. As we started off on our career journey in our early or mid 20’s dint we look… Continue reading Building a fulfilling career -beyond the promo and pay rise
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The world is your oyster #Fiction Mondays
“Misha smile”. “A nice wide grin with your teeth showing” “Show me your dainty dress, hold it out from the sides as you pose” Click, click , click. Thousands of pictures, from the time she was born. I wanted to capture every moment, the first smile, gasp, tear, laugh, step , year. And after the… Continue reading The world is your oyster #Fiction Mondays
Why don’t I write more often? #Musings
A question that has often plagued me in the recent past. And I do have some answers but not all feel justified to my own heart. I started off my writing journey in 2014 when I became a Mom. Before this I had written a poem once in my early 20’s in my diary and… Continue reading Why don’t I write more often? #Musings
Feels like home to me #Fiction
Rhea hated everything about this cold country- the dull weather, overcast sky, the cold people who just gave you a cold stare. It was a horrible place to be. Why o why had Ma taken up this so called opportunity in Geneva? Its for the better kanna, she had said. Its good for both of… Continue reading Feels like home to me #Fiction
When life comes full circle #SundayPhotoFiction
I looked at the bookshelf that Rohan had bought, the books neatly lined up.-varied colours, sizes, each carrying stories of diverse people and their journeys, happy and sad ones, funny ones and scary ones. Once upon a time I would have devoured them all, without a tea break , such was my love for books.… Continue reading When life comes full circle #SundayPhotoFiction
Bibliophile Brewing- Raising a reader
One of my earliest memories of books is my mother reading to me when I was around 4-5 years old. We would sit curled up in bed as she read from a colourful book. I don’t exactly recall when I started reading by myself and got drawn into the world of books so much that… Continue reading Bibliophile Brewing- Raising a reader
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