Blogging From A to Z Challenge (April 2016) This is my third post in the Blogging From A to Z Challenge (April 2016). My theme this year is “Travel”. Alphabet of the day is ‘C’ There are all kinds of…
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A Trip To Remember – #AtoZChallenge
This post is the first in the April A to Z Challenge (2016) My theme this year is “Travel”. Alphabet of the day is ‘A’ A trip to remember. This February, my younger brother turned fifty years young and…
A Garden For You.
Like waves crashing on to the shore, your memories hit me with their fierce force at times and make me stumble under their unexpected onslaught. Though the frequency has lessened, the intensity has not. There are periods of times I…
Sunflowers for Tina
This post is in memory of Tina Downey who passed away on August 23rd 2014. She was one of the co-hosts of the A to Z April Challenge 2014 (I participated in this challenge too). Tina loved Sunflowers and we…
Siyahi – The Ink
A writer’s mind works in mysterious ways, in the flurry of writing, reading and commenting during the #AtoZchallenge, the idea for this story popped into my already overworked and hyperactive mind 🙂 This April has had its shares of good…
X’Mas – A Story
I am participating in the blogging from A to Z Challenge from 1-30 April, 2014 and this post is written as a part of that challenge. Check out some amazing participating blogs here. My theme for the challenge is 55 Fiction, stories…
How Do I? – 100 Words on Saturday
100 Words on Saturday – Prompt for this week: How do I tell her about you? The veil of forced cheer hides the confusion in her eyes, her shoulders stooped under the weight of her hazy memories. It doesn’t help…
My Earliest Memory
There is a garden in every childhood, an enchanted place where colors are brighter, the air softer, and the morning more fragrant than ever again. ~Elizabeth Lawrence Sharing a precious childhood memory for,” My Earliest Memory”, a topic suggested by…
Why 8th January is so very special to me?
In loving memory of my dear Dad… This year, on 8th January 2014, I leave behind the naughty forties and turn a respectable fifty, but that’s not why this date is so dear to me; there is a deeper and more…
If only you were here…
If only you were here… When, My phone doesn’t ring on my birthdays, I don’t feel your hand patting my back. I walk out of the airport at Mumbai. My eyes look for you in the crowd of faces. …
Just because…
Blogging A to Z challenge- J Just before I close my eyes, I see you smiling down at me. The touch of your hand on my hair, is like a feather light kiss on my soul. Just…