Continued from Broken Wings (I) Raj and Meera were school teachers. They also conducted private coaching classes for which they used the old house where Meera’s mother used to live before she passed away. Opposite that house was where Malti lived with her family. Malti had a father, a step-mother, an older sister who was […]
Pain
Broken Wings (I)
She was a painfully thin girl. That’s the first thing I remember about her. The rest of the things I remember have mashed together into one huge ball of raw pain. I never wanted to remember any of them, but I do. Oh, but I am telling you the story from the wrong end! Let […]
Mother Earth
The Earth has been called Mother. She is the symbol of patience, endurance and unlimited giving. She provides a static platform for the dynamic dance of life. She remains stoic and unmoving as life moves over her skin, now slithering, now galloping, now walking with a firm, deliberate step. She breathes; her breath misty and […]
Beauty Is Therapy
[youtube https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SvELRHux66U?rel=0&w=640&h=360%5D Youth is happy because it has the capacity to see beauty. Anyone who keeps the ability to see beauty never grows old. ~Franz Kafka
Another Lost Battle
Robin Williams passed away yesterday. May he rest in peace! When I learned of it this morning, I was shocked- like millions all over the world. I googled frantically for details. What I learned shocked me even more. I found that Mr. Williams’s high energy at times masked a personal struggle with alcohol and drug […]
That Chilly Winter Night
I remember how cold it was that night. I had taken them out for dinner; she and her mother. I’d just landed my dream job and I wanted to celebrate with her. Her mother invited herself, as I had (wrathfully) expected. To keep things her mother under control, I brought my brother along. The mother […]
Open Up
The person you honor by sharing your ‘shame storm’ with, must be non- judgmental, to accept you completely with all your imperfections and confusing contradictions. They must give you the space in which you can stand naked without wondering what they might be thinking. They must be someone to whom you can confess your most terrible fears.
Step Out With A-Z
Come April, bloggers of all shapes, sizes and genres go bananas. They voluntarily- and sans remunerative compensation- enroll themselves to a grueling annual blogging ritual. All through the month of April they commit to writing a post a day on all days except Sundays. The remaining twenty six days are devoted to the twenty six […]
In Order To Live
“Don’t you hate her, the underhand, deceitful back- stabber!” “Don’t talk of her that way! No, I don’t hate her. Why should I?” “Do I have to tell you why?! !!” “Why are you so livid with her?” “I just don’t understand you! How can you take it so lightly?!” “I can take it lightly […]
Forgive And Forget
Vidya Sury is too well known to need an introduction. Her posts are always brimming with positivity, she is always upbeat. Her words are insightful and funny. It is always a pleasure to read her. Though, sometimes I am simply not able to. But I believe that I would be taken to her blog the […]