31 May Save Me from The Great Book Flood!
They say when it rains, it pours. I am in the middle of a full-fledged deluge. Let me go back to how this all started.23 May An Open Letter to Poetry
Laa dee da dum Ga Puchi ga puchi gum gum Dear Poetry and its bum, What the hell have you done?
18 May The Book Club Shock Treatment
It was a steep but short flight of stairs. I tentatively put one foot above the other and heaved myself up in the dark over each step. I tried following the host who had welcomed me with a curt nod. But he had already disappeared from view.13 May Superstition
As usual, I write for fun and very foolishly I share a photo with some underworld elements and instantly a gun gets pointed to my head asking me to post it. So, the below post is being published under extreme duress and much against my...
09 May Mother’s Day? My Way!
Mother - the word conjures up many images in our mind, a multitude of emotions, a plethora of memories for each of us. Some of you may even have had two mothers; one, the biological mother you owe our life to and one, who raised you and loved you - a granny, or a trusted housekeeper or even an aunt - like her own children.27 Apr The Camp NaNoWriMo Battle Victory
I've already been shouting about this from the roof-tops. I've also been dragging you along on my journey, turning to you often enough for moral support, motivation and encouragement. I only talked about my novel and of Camp NaNoWriMo this whole month. Looks like it worked after all.23 Apr Of Rains and Rainbows: Solicit your feedback
A few months ago, a close friend had said this about me: “Give her any prompt and she dives right into it; writing in full flow.” At the time I had simply laughed and brushed it off. But her words came to mind yesterday after I completed the first assignment at the Interactive Flash Fiction Workshop organized by Wrimo India, the India chapter of NaNoWriMo. Published author Rochelle Potkar was our instructor. We had been given a few preparatory assignments to complete ahead of the workshop. I, being the lazy bum, foolishly thought it was okay to ignore them and decided to wing it. Closer to the appointed time, however, fear gripped me. (Those who know me will know of my chronic problem of self-doubts.) What if nothing came to mind just then, I wondered. With just a few minutes left before the workshop, I hurried through the assignment. I jotted down the details quickly.
12 Apr The Modern Day Woman of Today
Love is hard. It always has been so. Life, not so much.
Why then do we make things complicated and take love to be the easy bit while making our own lives difficult through our actions and decisions? What makes us not take the challenges that life throws at us seriously enough and instead add more of our own.
I recently caught up with a friend of mine, who was visiting Delhi for a couple of days. We had met a few months ago and hit it off instantly. This was the second time we were meeting and although we were no school time besties, it didn't take long for us to open up to each other and share our thoughts uninhibitedly.