Tête-à-Tête with Basamma #WTFOW #WriteBravely

The one person whose role was restricted to washing utensils and sweeping/mopping the house- in the past only a few who could afford having a maid hired her. The scene has changed drastically. You will hardly find a single household who doesn’t employ a maid. From cleaning utensils and sweeping/mopping and washing clothes, she has… Continue reading Tête-à-Tête with Basamma #WTFOW #WriteBravely

Should I travel alone? The confessions of an Indian woman

I have read a lot about solo travel and I can’t say for sure its on my bucket list for now. Maybe with time it may find a place there. Today I want to use this space to introspect not just on travel to a different destination on a holiday but something as mundane and… Continue reading Should I travel alone? The confessions of an Indian woman

Green Bangles- #BarAThon

Meera looked at her barren hands, her forehead bereft of sindoor and bindi, the pale colored saree – they kept screaming at her “You are a widow, an unfortunate, unlucky soul. The symbols of marriage that once adorned you have now all been taken away. What use are they when the person in whose honor… Continue reading Green Bangles- #BarAThon

I bleed RED- #BarAThon

Vinodini could never forget that day, it was etched firmly in her memory. She was celebrated, revered like a Goddess. It all started when she spotted a few drops of blood in her panty and shrieked in horror. She thought she would die and she hurriedly called her mother. On seeing the blood, Amma smiled… Continue reading I bleed RED- #BarAThon

A new lease of life at 55

Savitri let out a nervous laugh “You are joking right, playing a prank on me. Today is not April Fool’s Day.” Her husband Shankar Rai looked at her with a straight calm face. “No Savi, I am not joking. This is the truth. I have decided to renounce all worldly pleasure, give up this life… Continue reading A new lease of life at 55

The Daughter I Never Had

This is Part 2 of a short series I wrote about relationships that are not picture perfect, they do exist and its important to acknowledge that not everything is perfect, the stories of strained relations need to be told as well. You can read Part 1- “The Mother I never had” here https://akswrites.com/2017/05/20/the-mother-i-never-had/ As I… Continue reading The Daughter I Never Had

Micro Tales-Labelled

Accused of being a bad mother, one who worked leaving her kids at the mercy of maids, drank and partied till late hours and she had the audacity of leveling charges against her “good” husband. As the prosecutor grilled her and questioned her capabilities as a mother, her little daughter cowered in her seat looking… Continue reading Micro Tales-Labelled