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 →
So the other day my son and me had a big conversation. "He was a stupid boy! Why couldn't he just run away and save his life? Everyone on the deck had left, and his father was dead. He should have jumped off the deck and saved his life." I tried to reason with him.... Continue Reading →
Who doesn't remember the famous DDLJ scene when Kajol aka Simran faints so that only Shahrukh aka Raj can give her the first sip of water after she breaks the fast. No other festival has been glamourised so much by Bollywood, infact to the extent that keeping the fast has the feminist brigade up against... Continue Reading →
What is your biggest fear when you go to work? However carefree you might sound to be, every female dreads something once she becomes a mother. When I went back to work after my 6 months of maternity leave, the biggest challenge for me was to overcome the emotional barrier. My mind would be back... Continue Reading →
Come February, and the malls, social media are galore with hearts, red roses and everything associated with love. You cannot naturally stay unaffected. I remember as a kid, I would read in newspaper about this being a day of love, a western propaganda and couples being thrashed by police. As I go back the memory... Continue Reading →
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