These are stressful times. The word has turned upside down in a matter of few months. Earlier all we had on our mind was Work !!! Work !!! till the next vacation. After those few days of de-stress, we would again be back as work … Continue reading Let go !!!
Tough times don't last, tough people do. How many times in life, all of us have come across depressing, sorrowful journeys which somehow seem never ending? Life is never a smooth ride. Someone close falls sick, someone dies, one loses a job, betrayal, heartache are … Continue reading Journey to Peace Within !!
I was in India in 2014 when Modi ji came to power. Though I shifted to Dubai the same year, I kept hearing about " अच्छे दिन". Back home, I would keep hearing about 24 hr electricity, clean water, better opportunities for work and I … Continue reading Ache din kab aayenge (अच्छे दिन कब आएंगे ) When will good days come !!
As I sit reflecting back over the years gone by, I wonder what went wrong over the years. When I was a small child, I never heard the religious discussions either in my family, school or neighborhood. There was only one Muslim family I knew, … Continue reading The Great Indian Divide !!
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 … Continue reading The Midas Touch
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, … Continue reading Book Review : Night Road by Kristin Hannah
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 … Continue reading Book Review : Hiraeth by Shivani Salil
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 … Continue reading Live like there’s no tommorow…
My earliest memories of Christmas belong to my Alma Mater, Mount Carmel School, Una ( H.P. ) The last day before Christmas would mean "No study day" The entire school would gather in assembly ground. There would be a big Christmas tree, a small hut … Continue reading Help someone celebrate a memorable Christmas.
I was just 15 then. It had already got dark so as soon as the class finished, I rushed back home. Somewhere I felt, I was being followed. I quickened my pace. He too matched my steps. Just before my house, there was a turn … Continue reading It could have been Me!It could have been You!