(This story is based on true events) Rekha spun round in her swirl skirt, an orange cotton blend with a zari border and tassels hanging by her slender waist, which was barely able to hold the heavy garment. My gaze was fixed on her face, gaunt and grey. The last two months had played havoc …
IMPERFECT LIVES
The acceptance of who we are is a daunting task. So hung up are we on the flawlessness of existence, that we spend long hours ironing away the wrinkles. The political correctness of living consumes us early on in life. I remember a class-fellow at school whose fastidious devotion to carving out an impeccable life …
When you don’t fit in…
The year was 1997. I moved out of home for the first time. It was a personal decision, taken much against the wishes of my father, who thought I could continue my education in the small hill town where we lived. But I thought differently. I wanted to see life in big cities. They said …
You Are Blooming- Favourite Quotes
Hola people! The world is crumbling and mistrust, scepticism, fear accompany the morbidity that plagues us all. At this point of time, Swarnali Nath’s eBook ‘You are Blooming’ is the manna we seek. Like a ray of light that breaks in through the chinks, it offers hope and faith. I share my favourite quotes from …
Blogchatter Ebook Carnival- Dots and Streaks (Book Review)
Life’s principles are subjective. Yet, if viewed stoically, the philosophies of life apply to all and sundry. However, it needs the heart of a poet and a great emotional connect to visit life the way Ellora Mishra does in her debut book of poetry, ‘Dots and Streaks’- a collection of twenty-six pieces of writing. About …
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Shards from a Decade
(Image source) 31 December, this year, as on all other years was pretty uneventful. It was like the dead of winter and I was on my seventh glass of chai for the day. For me, evenings in the cold season have always been synonymous with some kind of a quietude, a passivity almost bordering on …
A Hundred Quills 