I was browsing through Facebook before retiring to bed and a post in my newsfeed with multiple shares caught my attention. It read – “Behind every independent woman is a father who trusted her and not the society”. I know this is a blanket statement and may not be true for every independent woman in the literal sense but I could not help thinking about how darn true it is for me. Continue reading Thank You Papa for breaking the stereotypes
Donning the hat of a Mom has brought about umpteen changes in me and my lifestyle. Of all the things that have changed, most for the better, the one that amazes me the most is the way I mastered the art of accomplishing tasks at lightning speed. There was a time when I used to relish my meals taking my own sweet time, and be flabbergasted at the rapidity of few of my friends in cooking a dish. There was a time when I would visit the spa regularly to relax and rejuvenate, and spend hours chatting with close friends without having to worry about the ticking of the clock. But then motherhood happened and time started flying like a rocket. Continue reading When those tiny fingers slowed me down!
A roller coaster of a journey started the day I saw those two pink lines. Like every other expecting mother, I lived through a deluge of emotions during pregnancy and post delivery. One feeling that was invariably persistent throughout was apprehension. I was always unsure notwithstanding that theoretically, I knew what was in store owing to limitless information from various sources that we have access to in today’s world. Continue reading The best parenting advice my Mom gave me was no advice at all
It was one of the few Sundays when I was up early. Hubby was away on a business trip and I had plans to meet my close friend from college. We had been trying to work out this meet since the time I had moved to Hyderabad, but due to our busy work schedules and other commitments, it just kept getting postponed. I skipped breakfast because I was invited for lunch and the gastronaut in me wanted to save space in my stomach to hog. When I was ready to leave, it suddenly occurred to me that I had forgotten to buy a gift for my friend’s 5 year old daughter. I decided to buy something nice on the way and made a dart for the door.
This guest travel blog has been written by Tamanna Mehdi. She is passionate about traveling and is always game for different kinds of experiences. She is a wonderful writer and I am sure you will agree with this by the end of the blog.
The term ‘Kumbh Mela’, nostalgically reminds me of all those Hindi movies where children separated in the ‘Kumbh’ only to be reunited years later, and hence I burst in giggles when my parents inquired if I wanted to see the ‘Kumbh’ at Ujjain with them last month. A succor for travel, the travel bug in me couldn’t pass this fantastic opportunity. Notwithstanding 40C+ temperatures, we set out daily to tour the many grand ‘akhadas’ (pandals) where swamis and sadhvis along with their disciples from all across the country and the world have congregated for this month-long religious communion called ‘Simhasth 2016’ on the banks of the Shipra river at Ujjain.
This is the first guest travel blog on the website written by a wanderbug, who is also a very dear friend, Neelambari Warty. She owns the travel brand “Beyond Trails” which is connecting the world one person at a time. Her motto is to create memories for people that last a lifetime and she strongly believes in travel therapy. Her company provides wonderful customized travel packages and ensures that you start looking at travel from a different perspective. Continue reading Travel Beyond Trails
I have always been disheartened with the perception of education by some people in our country. Education is not just about holding a degree or diploma in a particular field. It is also about being sensible, sensitive, aware, discerning and responsible. Continue reading Education
Her mind was in a state of mayhem. She had vowed to keep her distance but found herself being vanquished by the desire in her heart. It wasn’t easy to control deep-seated emotions, after all. It was a battle between her mind and her heart, and eventually the latter won. She gave in to her temptation and took rapid giant strides towards him.
She stood facing him in glee and stretched her hands, while reminding herself that she was doing nothing wrong.
“One plate pani puri please, Bhaiya”, she exclaimed.
Voracity had got the better of the diet.
~ Anupama Dalmia ~
This is my second story written for the challenge of writing a story in “6 words or less”. The theme I was given was “Way”.
I was challenged by a fellow blogger to write a story in 6 words or less. The theme I was given was “Pink”. This is the story I created – my shortest short story!