“Do you think you are strong Angel?” I asked my 6 year old. “Yes I am. The other day I was so tired as my dance teacher made me practise dancing again and again to get the perfect moves as she wanted to shoot a group video. Sweat was trickling down my face but I… Continue reading Invincible #FictionMondays
Tag: women
Aspiring to reach the C-suite- here is why you should not give up comrade
The Economic Survey 2018 had some startling data on gender gap in labour force participation. The gap is more than 50 percent points which is much higher than under developed countries like Rwanda. Despite educational gains, the labor force participation rate for women in 2017 was 28.5% (compared to 82% for men). By 2027 the working-age population in India… Continue reading Aspiring to reach the C-suite- here is why you should not give up comrade
Conquering my biggest fear-Taking on the roads #YesIDidIt
I have always taken pride in being independent- financially, emotionally, spiritually- in every possible way. I hate the idea of being clingy. When someone tells me they can’t eat a meal alone or travel alone, watch a movie or shop alone, I give a polite smile but my mind questions this artificial barrier that they… Continue reading Conquering my biggest fear-Taking on the roads #YesIDidIt
Perspectives #WriteBravely
The 3 of them stood in front of the painting, looking at it intently. Women’s Day had started off with a visit to the art exhibition , they had plans of lunch at the new Mexican restaurant followed by a shopping spree. Nisha was the first one to break the silence ” To me, here… Continue reading Perspectives #WriteBravely
No kids please #WriteBravely
Ritu paced up and down the corridor, the question had come to haunt her again. As much as she tried to avoid it, it always came back with more vengeance forcing her to re think her decision. It was Anita’s get together as she was moving to Paris and the house was full of old… Continue reading No kids please #WriteBravely
Small Great Things-here is why as a dusky woman, I could relate to this book so much.
I have always been a die hard fan of Jodi Picoult. I started off with “My Sister’s Keeper” and I knew I had found an author whose books I can truly treasure. They are not the fairytale, romantic books, but talk of death, disease, court cases, despair, grief but at the same time, there is… Continue reading Small Great Things-here is why as a dusky woman, I could relate to this book so much.
The Good Wife- Here is why this series is a must watch #MyFriendAlexa
There was a time when I loved watching TV but slowly the interest faded out. In the spare time I have, I prefer writing or reading blogs. With the birth of my daughter, “me time” became scarce and I wanted to optimise the limited time I have by making the experience worthwhile. I deliberately stayed… Continue reading The Good Wife- Here is why this series is a must watch #MyFriendAlexa
When a 5 year old made me realise all that we talk about equality is futile …
My daughter is 3.5 years old now and has quite a strong opinion on several things. Earlier she would happily bade me goodbye when I leave for work but nowadays she frowns and says “Mumma don’t go to office”. We would usually tell her that Mumma needs to go to office as we need money… Continue reading When a 5 year old made me realise all that we talk about equality is futile …
Stunned #AtoZChallenge #BlogchatterA2Z
This morning I woke up to a shocking news. Rekha my neighbour had passed away from a sudden cardiac arrest. She had been busy wrapping up the kitchen work before she called it a night when she felt the pain in her chest. She collapsed and was rushed to the hospital where she was declared… Continue reading Stunned #AtoZChallenge #BlogchatterA2Z
The Wedding House #FridayFotoFiction
Appa and Amma were really excited, the house had been all decked up for Minu’s wedding. They had even arranged for the most expesnive bougainville flowers to deck up the entrance. It was a house which would witness a wedding after 27 long years. The next morning instead of chitter chatter and laughter, a stony… Continue reading The Wedding House #FridayFotoFiction