I am not a devout person in the conventional sense of the word. My understanding of the various religious rituals is pretty rudimentary. Not something to be proud of I know.. but also not something that bothers me in any way. I do believe in God. I do pray. But in my own way, much to the chagrin of those who expect others to believe in their beliefs.
Continue reading God is not the destination but the path to connect to the divine power within me
A few days ago, I was invited as the Chief Guest for the valedictory function of the Inter-College Fest held at an established college in my city. Saying that I was overwhelmed would be an understatement.
I went there unprepared because impromptu speeches bring out the best in me. I still remember getting hit with a sense of deja-vu the moment I set my foot inside the college campus. Been there, done that! You get the drift, I am sure.
Continue reading Uncovering pearls of wisdom from my own journey
Seasoned and supremely gifted actors. A powerful and novel concept. A strong technical team. But, something goes wrong along the way, the perfect ingredients don’t make that perfect dish. That’s Helicopter Eela for you! I was left disappointed at the end of it because this could have and should have been a pioneering endeavour in Hindi Cinema. But the half-baked script and the inconsistent screenplay, unfortunately, make this a turbulent ride with a bumpy landing.
At the very outset, I want to mention that I am not really a fan of most of the cast and crew of Veere Di Wedding. It was the controversy reeking trailer, that aroused my interest in this movie because there was something in it that struck a chord within me.
I was ambling through the lanes of my residential complex. The cool breeze was ruffling through the stray strands of my unkempt hair. After long, I was in the therapeutic company of my solitude. I was at peace. A rare moment indeed for a parent of a toddler! While the boisterous tiny tot was engrossed in entertaining her grandparents at our abode, I was trying to savour every bit of my treasured ‘me-time’.
When my petite friend who attends my creative writing classes wished me “Happy Teacher’s Day”, I responded by saying “Thank you and same to you”. She was perplexed and wanted to know why I was wishing her because I am her teacher and not vice versa. I smiled and wanted to tell her how much we can learn and discover from children and how they are the best teachers. Continue reading The imagination of children starts where our imagination ends
The baby yowled again. She sighed! She wanted to prepare dinner and was already running late with her chores. But the impish 21 months old would not allow her to perform any task and bawled the moment she turned towards the stove. She tried all the tricks to keep the toddler occupied but when nothing worked, she was left with no choice but to hold the tiny tot in one hand and cook.
It’s that time of the year! While a set of people are celebrating love with all heart and mush, some are enjoying the memes and harmless jokes about something they don’t believe in. And then there are some like me who are neutral – the ones who can laugh on the jokes and can also go “aww” at the lovey-dovey social media posts; the ones who are happy to celebrate the day of “Love” and are also cool about letting it pass as just another day. Continue reading Love makes the ride worthwhile
Monsoons have finally arrived giving us the much awaited respite from the scorching heat. Just this morning, a friend was grumbling about the increased traffic halts on the muddled roads due to rains and how it has become too grimy all around. I guffawed at her statement because a few days back the same friend was whining about the sweltering summer. Continue reading Five reasons why I love Monsoons
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
