“How are you managing with so many girls around?” asked my friend in all sincerity. I almost laughed out loud and felt a bit defensive at the implication. He could hardly be blamed though, three years in Mechanical engineering had turned me into a thorough tomboy a la Kajol in Kuch Kuch Hota Hai. I… Read More Best girl dates with my daughter
My love for reading has been generously splashed across my blog ever since its conception. Even before I grasped the concept of book reviews, I remember passionately discussing them with my friends and family. Trading must-read titles, giving, taking suggestions, and brainstorming our take on them were great ways to let our creative juices flow.… Read More My favourite books as a teenager
Disclaimer: This is a personal experience. Any resemblance to any harrowed mother or shrugging father wary of parent-teacher meetings anywhere is purely coincidental, and understandable. You have my empathy. Mumbai was enveloped by angry grey clouds ready to lash and drown everything they towered upon that day. The pleasant feel-good drizzling of the day before… Read More Parent-Teacher Meeting and Me
“If we planted a tree every time we shed a tear, the earth would be green instead of blue.” ~ Yours truly. This line might sound ambitious for an amateur gardener like me but the emotion behind it is genuine. Gardening is a science that helps us create art with a good measure of hard… Read More Your guide to Nong Nooch Tropical Garden in Pattaya
Have you ever had travel memories that are special for the ‘unfinished’ feeling they left you with? Even before you’ve absorbed everything a place has to offer a part of you starts planning a come back since ‘this time just doesn’t feel right’? I did, and pleasantly surprised myself at the uncharacteristic and hopeless romantic… Read More Travel memories: My Beach and Love Therapy
Grey hair at the roots, a hint of crow feet, a body that has seen better shape, loose fitting clothes and a permanent resigned expression is something I often associated with the 40s women growing up. Judge me for it but back in the day women, even working ones, paid scarce attention to themselves. Many… Read More Stepping into 40s and all that jazz
Have you ever struggled with your pen or stared at a blank screen when the ideas in your mind just won’t let you rest? There’s so much to say but no word comes out right and no expression seems genuine. Every poem inside you remains unwritten and unsaid. I have, and trust me it’s the… Read More The poem that I wrote, and didn’t