The Midas Touch

When I came across this decade hop, I was excited. I could have written my autobiography, yet when I sat down, I deleted 3 full posts and found nothing I write would do justice to the transformation within me. Whenever a major calamity or a tragedy, natural or man-made happens in life, it changes you. … Continue reading The Midas Touch

Book Review : The fault in Our Stars – John Green

"The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, / But in ourselves, that we are underlings."Have you ever realized how lucky you are just because you are alive?Have you ever thought what it feels to know that you have cancer, and your days are numbered? What if this cancer survivor is a child? A … Continue reading Book Review : The fault in Our Stars – John Green

Confessions of a blogger

There's been too much on my mind lately. When I started writing on my blog, I was too transparent with my feelings. However, when the blog would be shared on social media, I would be under scanner and interrogation by many including my parents and close friends. As a result, I stopped sharing on FB. … Continue reading Confessions of a blogger

Book Review : Night Road by Kristin Hannah

Title : Night Road Author : Kristin Hannah Genre : Pyschological fiction Book Blurb :Jude Farraday is a happily married, stay-at-home mom who puts everyone’s needs above her own. Her twins, Mia and Zach, are bright and happy teenagers. When Lexi Baill enters their lives, no one is more supportive than Jude. A former foster … Continue reading Book Review : Night Road by Kristin Hannah

Book Review : Hiraeth by Shivani Salil

Title : Hiraeth Partition stories from 1947 Author : Dr Shivani Salil Book Blurb : What would you do if you were told you had minutes to leave your home? What would you take, what would you be thinking…? This thought dominated the minds of millions who moved across the newly created borders in 1947. … Continue reading Book Review : Hiraeth by Shivani Salil

Live like there’s no tommorow…

My earliest brush with death was when I was around 17 years old. I lived in a small community, a college or professors colony which had just 17 houses then. That is my earliest memory of death in one of those 17 houses. That uncle was young, had two small kids in primary and he … Continue reading Live like there’s no tommorow…