It felt like a tight slap on her face, the bruise was one that would stay for long. The enormity of what had just transpired was almost impossible to fathom. As they say, it takes but a moment for life to turn upside down. Till yesterday, the house was abuzz with excitement, a long to… Continue reading An adventure beckons #FictionMondays
She held the pen in her fingers, undecided. Should I let it out? Should I hold myself back? Should I word this as a fictional piece so that I can pour unto this paper all my thoughts unfiltered and always say “well this is a fictional story”. The guise of fiction sounded tempting. She hadn’t… Continue reading And she wrote her story #FictionMondays
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
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
A few days ago I overheard 2 of my junior colleagues – in their mid 20’s talk about marriage and wonder when will their turn come. They were looking at the decked up pics of cousins, school and college friends who were all tying the knot, the artistic lehengas, jewellery, picture perfect moments with their… Continue reading Que Sera Sera- what does a woman want from a marriage?
Its snowing today- they call it “Beast from the East”. As much as I hate the cold wind hitting my face and my toes that get numb, the inner me is thrilled beyond words. Heavy snowfall means no boxing class today. I pretend to like it as I fear the wrath of my Dad and… Continue reading My secret wish #FridayFictioneers
Niharika thy name is grace and beauty. The newspapers were full of praise for India’s top classical dancer. Niki as she was called, was passionate about her art. It was combination of luck and determination which led to her meteoric rise. The fall was sudden and plunged her into the depths of darkness. A… Continue reading I shall rise #FFFAW #FlashFiction