I wouldn’t call my sister my best friend. Nope. We’ve constantly fought all through our teens. We’d be at each other’s throats over the silliest of things and stay mad at each other for days. I’ve seen my parents fret and despair, wondering if we’d ever bond as siblings. Surprisingly, all those silly wars did … Continue reading To My Sister, With Love.
Growing up, many of us have that one best friend with whom we are truly ourselves. It could be a classmate or a neighbour. Or a sibling. Or even a parent. For me, it was my Grandfather. Being the youngest, I was always grandfather’s favourite. He unabashedly lavished all his attention on me to an … Continue reading Remembering Grandpa..
The stereotypical perception of a just returned NRI is that of someone who complains volubly of just about everything in India - the heat, pollution, noise and filth, the sorry state of its roads and infrastructure, criticises the Government, its policies and roams about with a sanitizer in one hand and a bisleri … Continue reading The musings of an Ex-NRI’s bride.
Just yesterday I received a pretty nasty comment about a piece I wrote on the blog. To be honest , I’ve never really been good at handling criticism. All of us are fiercely protective of our nuggets of creativity (be it anything - a story, poem, essay or artwork). So taking criticism about something so … Continue reading To write or not to write..
I’ve always wondered how it came about that I ended up being a book worm and a passionate (unacknowledged) writer. Similarly how did the literary greats (and amateurs and wannabes) realise that their calling in life was writing? Was it an innate urge to pursue this fine art, some kind of an inner call like … Continue reading A Baffling Question
All of us face conflicts in our lives. For some it could be at their workplace and for others it could simply be at home. It isn’t humanely possible for an individual to perpetually be in agreement with another. Hence, it is only natural that conflicts arise, arguments sprout and feelings get hurt. It doesn’t … Continue reading Rules of Engagement