We cant wait for them to grow up, so that we have time for ourselves. But when they do, we miss those little things, those precious moments that are etched in our memories and imprinted in our hearts. What an irony, isn’t it? I always wished for Angel to grow up soon so that I… Continue reading Growing up too fast my baby girl
A question that often plagues one and all- open the newspaper or browse through your phone, read blogposts or chat with friends- the new year resolutions often top the charts. 2020 a year that will go down in history as something that turned out to be starkly different than what any of us had ever… Continue reading A year of resolutions or do I resolve to make none?
We moved houses recently, exactly a week before the pandemic brought life to a standstill in India. Almost 50 days down the line, we have pretty much settled into this new life. One question that a lot of people ask me – “Is Angel bored? She’s in a new place with no friends, hows she… Continue reading The treasure trove of a 5 year old – Angel’s Reading List
Little Tanvi was in awe of the palatial house. The first time she visited , she was barely 6. Clutching her mother’s saree, she tiptoed around. Mai (mother) worked as a maid, cleaning and scrubbing the floors till they shone bright. Every week she polished the silver ware till it gleamed. She took Tanvi along… Continue reading The gift of life #FlashFiction #WriteBravely
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
Dear Dadi, It feels a bit odd to be writing a letter to you when I know you are fast asleep in the bedroom right next to me. But there are so many things that I have always wanted to say and at times they may not come out verbally as beautifully as they do… Continue reading Letter to a feminist from the 50’s #WTFOW #WriteBravely