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…
Help someone celebrate a memorable Christmas.
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 decorated. A few students from the seniormost class would enact…
It could have been Me!It could have been You!
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 which was not well lit. That was crossroads. He didn't…
Is Humanity lost ?
When I first moved to Dubai 5 years back, I was so scared of how I would survive here. I had never covered my head, what if I will have to wear an Abaya was a constant worry at the back of my mind. Coming here changed all my preceptions of the religion, culture or…
Sea, Sand and the Surf
Sea always makes me reflective. Was I a mermaid or a fish in my previous life. I am here sitting besides Bay of Bengal. The locals say the sea is always tough here, but the music which these waves create, calms me down. The shore here is clear, may be because the waves are so…
That one gift !!!
Ria and Vishal sat in the balcony, sipping their morning tea and surfing through the morning news. The newspaper was full of sale advertisments. "Black Friday sale" they had heard about it when they had visited their son in States 5 years back. It had been in his first Christmas abroad, and they had surprised…
A woman is no Man – Etaf Rum.
It's all about the choices you have!! Just finished reading this poignant tale of love and loss. The book kept me hooked till the end. It made me cry, made me think at the unfairness in life, but also left a glimmer of hope. Isra, Deya and Sarah are the main protagonists. Isra makes a…
Reflections!!
"I should have said something then, but I just stayed mum and let him shatter my self confidence." Richa pondered for a few minutes, before continuing. "I thought if I he truly loved me, he would see it and sooner or later he would reciprocate and start loving me like the way he loved me…
Diwali musings
Yesterday morning, I woke up depressed. That usually happens to me on festivals, esp the festive month of Diwali. The pain of not being with the family I was born in, would usually agonize me when I got married, and Diwali would usually make it raw. Don't get me wrong, each family has a different…
Book Review : I didn’t expect to be expecting by Richa S Mukherjee
I came across Richa during A2Z Blogging 2019. I saw the title "I didn't expect to be expecting" and made a mental note to read it once the A2Z was over. However, I got engaged in some professional development and was busy studying medicine for the next couple of months. I started reading it 3…
