शिमला की गर्मियां गर्मियों जैसी होती ही कहाँ है। सूरज बेशक सर चढ़ के बोले, शाम की शीतल बयार पहाडों में होने का एहसास दिला ही देती है। ऐसे में 1984 की गर्मियों की एक शाम याद है। एक छोटी सी लड़की नीली हरी फ़्रॉक में अपने पापा के पीछे दौड़ रही थी। उसके पापा … Continue reading टी वी की याद में…
Meera was in class 4 when a teacher called out her name for an audition for the play “Peter Rabbit”. She was short and slightly plump with red cheeks and a glint of naughtiness in her eyes. By the looks of it, she seemed cut out for the role. And well, luckily, it landed in … Continue reading Is Talent Overrated?
Pratap Chand sat on his heels, watching the shrinking lake surrounded by weeds. Two fluffy little rabbits had their eyes set on him, as the three together soaked up the sun, or maybe, the verdant green meadow. We had reached Khajiaar early in the morning when local business was just beginning to brew, and had … Continue reading A Green Meadow and a Tale
I was 14 when I decided I wanted to study Physics. With a natural flair for languages and being keen about theatre and dance, I didn’t know how I was going to fit mechanics, light and radiation into my schedule. Or, if you honestly ask me, I didn’t know how theatre was going to find … Continue reading (Un)happy Professionals!
My grandmother died almost ten years ago. I remember her last few years, when she would invariably express her desire to visit her maternal home, one that she hadn’t been to in a long time. One that was now just another version of the place she had once known. What is that one thing that … Continue reading Hiraeth- Partition Stories from 1947
The My Friend Alexa campaign, Season 4, was conducted by Blogchatter in September, 2019. Being a newbie blogger, I have just been trying to find my feet in the blogging world. After a rather slow start, I had participated in Blogchatter’s A to Z Challenge 2019, which was conducted in April this year. For both … Continue reading My Friend Alexa, Season 4- Reflection Post
I have always believed that there was history before history, and there is history after history. For every end is just another beginning. When I started “A Not-so Historical Tale of Shimla Town”, I had just one book in my hand (Edward J Buck’s ‘Simla: Past and Present’, published in the year 1904). Which meant … Continue reading The End is Just Another Beginning