If you were here, would I have felt so lonely?
I could have poured my heart out—all my worries, troubles and apprehensions.
I would have discussed my anxiety.
You would have listened to me without any prejudice.
Then, at the end of it all, you would have smiled and told me it would be alright.
That’s all I would have needed to lift myself. Continue reading Dear Grandma, I still miss you.
Our ancestors were intelligent and sensible. A lot of practices, if you scrutinize, would have been well thought out by them. For that period, it would have been the right solution. Of course, they, too, were humans and did make mistakes. So, some practices have faded away, evolved or erased to suit modern times. That’s the beauty of Indian culture. We shed the age-old traditions if we deem unfit and embrace the new. Continue reading Menstruation, ancestral practices and the raging debate.
Do you love the rains and the warmth it brings along ? Continue reading Rain and books
February 14th, celebrated worldwide as the day of love, affection and friendship. All over the globe there is so much joy, happiness and celebration of love. For one place in the world this day will always be remembered as a day that changed the future course of an entire city. Continue reading The Valentine Day that changed a city forever
In a girl’s life, her father is the most influential person, from infant to toddler to tween to teen to a complete woman. Dads have a significant impact in developing them into a strong, confident woman. Father’s influence in his daughter’s life shapes her self-esteem, self-image, confidence, and opinions of men. Continue reading Forever your little girl : My daddy, My first love
As Martin Luther King Jr famously said, “No person has the right to rain on your dreams.” Continue reading Life Is Calling – Where are you ?
An inspiring love story of a woman’s fight for her man, from the jaws of death. Continue reading My mind says, “STOP”. My heart says, “FIGHT” – The gut-wrenching story of a woman’s fight for her man.
A lost love, bloodstained hands, pulverized by dad’s irresponsible handling of business, petrified by mom’s cancer and burdened by the daunting task of saving my beloved stream. Continue reading The Middle Class Trophy Child
It was gratifying to hear mom’s reassurance. I would have the final say on my marriage after all. Marriage was always on the cards. It would happen sooner rather than later. To get into a relationship without getting to know much about the person was disquieting. Continue reading Not all love stories have a sad ending.
Jagdish Joghee 