Blueprint for change – making a difference!

5:30 a:m I  wake up, just as the alarm goes off. Quickly choking its shrill voice lest it disturb Arjun, my husband. We both had a late night yesterday at Preeti’s place. I quickly freshening up, and head to the kitchen to whip up our ‘dabbas’. I work in a school and have to leave…

“Love you ma” – A short story

I wake up, go to the bathroom and look at the mirror SHUCKS! what the hell is this “Mom” I scream “MOM!” “MOOOOOMMMM!!!!!” mom peeps into the room. “What’s it beta?” “Why are you shouting?” “I have a pimple”  – I say I am 17 and the pimple seems like a death sentence. “Try applying…

“Mummy” for a night – A short story

I come home and check my mails. I read the second mail and freeze. My eyes read and re-read the simply worded mail.  I go into a trance like state losing all track of  time. I don’t know for how long I have been sitting like that unblinkingly gawking at the screen, when Shreya’s shrill…

Weekly Photo Challenge : “Changing Seasons” – The Season of Pain

The tree by my window its ablaze again Orange blossoms hang heavy in the fresh spring air Not long ago it lay bare its brown silhouette standing  sentry to my coldest nightmares When the monsoons came it played the perfect host guarding fledglings against  piercing raindrops Soon summer will knock against our door the koel…

Weekly Photo Challenge : “solitary” Lonely in Ladakh – A photoessay

Solitary – Alone – lonely – by oneself! The weekly photo challenge this week is ‘Solitary’ . All photographs in this album have been clicked  by my travel companions and me during our recent trip to Ladakh! Here are some of our other photo essays on Ladakh Other posts on ‘solitary’ Weekly Photo Challenge: Solitary…

Weekly photo challenge : “Wrong” – Am I chasing, the ‘wrong’ dreams?

‘Wrong’ its one of the first concept we are taught! Almost our entire childhood is spent learning ‘Right’ from ‘Wrong’. And yet as we step into adulthood. We realize, we may never really know the difference completely. There are no fixed boundaries. And what’s ‘Right’ to one, seems ‘wrong’ to another. Its all a matter…

The colour purple – A story

Purple They say Purple is the  color of magic the color of mystery But to me Purple will always be “Vrinda” The color of vivaciousness and kindness…….. The day I met Vrinda was the best day of my life. every detail of that day is etched in my mind as if it happened yesterday. I…

Things gone by

I love writing prompts. Here I am going about my day, working, cleaning, teaching, cooking,  nagging, more working, more cleaning with not a single thought about writing anything. I open my mailbox and there’s a writing prompt and voila! for the next 30 minutes my humbug world of working, cleaning, cooking, teaching…… (ya! ya! I…

Travel theme : “night”

Night it comes slowly silently tiptoeing into my empty house stealthily it spreads its dark blanket over my heavy eyes it lies there forever it seems to my burdened mind. Enveloped in its thick  darkness I fervently wait  for dawn My friend ailsa at Where’s my backpack? runs this weekly challenge. though the challenge is…

Three cups of Tea – From Strangers to Family!

If you hardly see me here these days, it’s not because I am ill, or undergoing a writer’s block. Not even because I have finally got bored with blogging! or because I am basking in the glory of my first award or my 60th follower ( Which BTW, both happened on the same day!). It’s…

Travel Theme : “Street Markets” – The face behind the cart

I live in a part of the world where street markets are a norm rather than the exception. Here, in India, we don’t necessarily look at them with wonder. To our accustomed eyes Street markets are not exotic, quaint, or “oh so lovely”!They are just there! We don’t give them any more thought than an…

Weekly photo challenge: “summer”

Here’s something that I had written earlier, but so apt for this week’s challenge – summer My friend, koel is back with her summer songs… Perched outside my window she urges me to sing along! She cocks her head and looks at me… As if, saying come on! Why won’t you sing with me? She…