Remember Me
Photo by Aalutamaa
How would people remember me?
As the girl with a mole on her lips?
The one who never failed to keep her kajal undone.
Maybe as the girl who was loud when she was expressing something un... Read More...
Moment of the Day
I was going through the homework copies of my students of grade seven. Suddenly, Shristi stood up and shared that she was unable to do her homework. I asked for the reason and she replied that Sajesh, her class... Read More...
After the quake, she found her power
I was worried to go back to school, not because I was afraid of the earthquake, not because now onwards I would have been teaching under the tents. I was worried about the fact that many of my students have los... Read More...
Life wrenching earthquake – the black day
A day like every other day, cool breeze chill surrounding and a weird feeling of cold weather even in April-May. An off day and a day to spend with all that I wanted to do, spend time with family or indulge mys... Read More...
Nepal earthquake diaries
25th April 2015, a date that is engraved in my memory along with many other happy dates. Everyone has their sad story of what happened on11:56am on that fateful day. For me it was a regular Saturday Morning, h... Read More...
Was he not my prince?
When you see him, they said,
You will know.
You will know by his eyes.
I understand what they mean
When I first see his green-grey eyes
So startlingly different from my brown ones.
My heart tells me he is... Read More...
Why does love have to be a secret?
People fall in love every day. It’s not like we plan on falling in love and it comes to us. Love doesn’t work that way. Butterflies in the stomach aren't all that’s there about love. Living together happily eve... Read More...
You’re great enough
It doesn't happen very often but there are times I wish I was taller. It will be an understatement if I said I was not tall. I am short. Like, just 5 feet tall-short. Although most of the times I am quite conte... Read More...
Love, Interrupted
Love, interrupted. Why are we taught to be ashamed of sharing and declaring affections?
We were that magical age, sixteen. Three of us girls, talking quite seriously of what-we-wanted-to-be. When talk veered... Read More...
Warmth of a soulmate
Your fragrance spreads away in the small space that we just made ours. You say, you can’t imagine this is the moment that you and I are sharing this glass of tasty red wine. I wished that I was those tiny dropl... Read More...
The turning point
What intrigues you most? What is that which drives you the most? What are you passionate about? What do you want to do in your life? As simple as it sounds, this is probably the most difficult question for most... Read More...
Almost Died, But Here I Am
Death is inevitable. My mother once told me, “Life is like riding a public bus. You don’t get down unless you’ve reached your stop.” I always thought this was true. She always has her own way with words. Less ... Read More...
Drifting With the Wind – A Journey to America
“Can I have your boarding pass, sir?” Quietly, I give it to her. I get inside the plane and find the seat I am supposed to sit in. It’s nine thirty with the moon soaring high up in the sky. The sun had already ... Read More...
Illusion
A butterfly flutters
Out of the cocoon
Reminds me of *life*
And it dies
Reminding me of the *death*
A permanence
A beauty
A picture in my mind till it is
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Photo: Photobucke... Read More...
LET ME RIDE THE WAVES
Let me ride the waves,
The waves of pleasure, waves of joy,
The waves of sorrow and the waves of pain,
The waves of curiosity, waves of indifference,
The waves of care and the waves of negligence,
... Read More...