This is my entry for the blogfest 2012 COSTUME PARTY Who doesn’t like parties? I love them and the whole rigmarole of getting ready for the same, planning what to wear, intelligent conversations; some not very coherent (post a…
Anguish
This is a guest post by Poonam. How could I be alive ? Why am I not dead? These were the thoughts rushing in her mind as she sat next to her father’s lifeless body, her father ,her mentor,…
Twin Shades of Grey Friday Moment
A Friday ritual. A single photo, no words, capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember. “This Moment” is a ritual found on SouleMama which was introduced to me…
Love is in the air…
Simi hesitated for a while before squaring her shoulders and marching into the building with sure and steady steps. The receptionist, Mrs. Roy, smiled at her and welcomed her…
Bleeding Soul
My soul bleeds no more I don’t cry anymore. My eyes weep no more. He who was mine, is a distant memory now. And I don’t dream of him, every day, anymore. I Miss him a lot, and love…
Soaked in memories…
Soak no more! I am a painter’s delight. I am covered in a kaleidoscope of colors, each more vibrant than the other. Each brush stroke has given me a new identity and meaning, every splash of color has transformed…
My Ladies Club Friends.
( I had written this post nearly two years ago before I had met Kriti, Swati and Sukanya. Sharing this today on Friendship day.) Friends make my day…….. “And we find at the end of a perfect day, the soul…
August Friday Moment
A Friday ritual. A single photo, no words, capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember. “This Moment” is a ritual found on SouleMama which was introduced to me by…
Why are women being raped and molested?
Why are women being raped and molested? Why are men behaving like beasts? What is prompting these attacks? Don’t blame the women for their attire, Or try to curb their freedom. Instead rein in your primitive urges, and grow…