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Continue reading →: The music of life!
Her big, lovely eyes slowly transformed into glistening pools of molten lava. While browsing through her wardrobe, she chanced upon a dusty box of memories. Old family albums from back when hard copies of pictures were the norm. Each special moment was captured carefully. She used to do these little…
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Continue reading →: Maid for each other!
She comes in all shapes and sizes; she speaks many languages; she breaks my heart, touches me, saddens me, makes me happy and also frustrates me. The most important woman in my life! You got that right – my maid! Since the time I came back to India and set…
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Continue reading →: I want to play too!
I sit by my window. The weather is beautiful outside. The trees are flush with leaves. Copious rains have been doing them a world of good. The plants are blooming! The Hydrangea with their lovely lavender-blue canopies; the pretty jasmine flowers that emanate a soft, soothing perfume; and the bright…
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Continue reading →: Play times can teach lessons of life
I looked with distress as he came teary eyed to me yet another time. Someone had called him names. I was irked, really irked! This was a daily situation. Playing as he did with an older bunch of boys, he was exposed to cuss words, insults and episodes of bullying…
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Continue reading →: The quaint Indian bazaars!
The quaint Indian bazaars are huge treasure troves for many a bargain hunter. You have these wholesale markets in every city that sell everything under the sun. So we have big sabzi mandis, markets for computer parts, hardware, garden equipment, furniture, home improvement, cloth markets and what have you! I…
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Continue reading →: Women and their conversations!
It had been a tiring day on Friday and I was looking forward to catching up on my reading in the night over the weekend. Oh, how I look forward to weekends! Done with my dinner, I switched on my smartphone’s Wifi. After browsing through the emails and social media,…
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Continue reading →: A young life gone forever!
She looked at her beautiful paintings adorning the wall, and sat down in her favorite chair to pen her letter. That done, she took a deep breath and went ahead with her plan. *** Ananya was studying in the 12th Standard of a reputed school in Bangalore. She was attending…
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Continue reading →: A group of women, a new beginning!
It has been exactly a year to the day when a very special forum for Indian women bloggers was founded. I was added by Purba Ray to the group and thought of it as one of the other multiple FB groups that I am a part of. Well, I was…
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Continue reading →: Summer Holidays — the Magical Days of Childhood!
As the summer holidays for kids draw to a close in a week’s time, something that I am awaiting with a bated breath, I can’t help but look back at how my own summer vacations transpired in my childhood years. Yes, bouts of nostalgia are hitting me frequently even though…




