My wittiest humour fell short of words trying to find an apt sneer for what lay in front of my eyes. The real me, hidden under umpteen dreadful folds of skin, pleaded to be released from the lumpy cage. The scale, while encountering appalling disappointment and few unshed tears, was spared from facing the brunt. Sure… Read More Claiming myself back: Why was tipping the scale necessary? #MyFriendAlexa
Creativity is an exhilarating addiction and a therapeutic release. It gives us a chance to express ourselves and take pride in the love, dedication and effort we invest in it. With every piece of art we create we form an unsaid relation with the muse, process, associated people and of course, the outcome itself. In… Read More Dabbling in oil paint: When balcony walls became a piece of art!
No matter how old, looking at rains we subconsciously sing Pitter-patter raindrops in our minds (or sometimes out loud), don’t we? The lush green of trees divinely balances out the murky sky that’s painted a dull grey and makes us feel blue. We crave for everything from a long drive to the warmth of a blanket… Read More Healthy Spinach cutlets: A rains and food hookup
Dear A, Time and again you’ve convinced me that the sacrifices I’ve made for my family can never be measured or priced. Even on my most challenging days you’ve given me something to latch on to. I always had wings but it was you who pushed me to take flight and enjoy the ride. Hope… Read More The hope that made me forget grief #WriteBravely
Prabhu looked down the legendary winding staircase. He remembered being in complete awe of it when he visited this place for the first time. Commoners back then, some now famous names walked down this same flight of stairs everyday, just like him. While they treaded towards a promising future, his journey comprised of running errands for… Read More Famous and remembered #WriteBravely