India..

India..

An idea, waiting to happen. where we think big, aim small try hard, or not at all we see the future bright, we see the future sharp we see it as a vision clear, straight from the heart And sometimes.. just as a..  snapshot, an opinion, a word, a blog That’s what India is all […]

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Eager And Empty..

Eager And Empty..

They clucked around him in eager anticipation as he chopped a special treat for them… last evening, he chopped one of them as a special treat for himself on the same wooden block. Those hens, reminded me of someone. oh yes, human beings. we get bruised, beaten and betrayed but we still clamour for carrots. No […]

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Amma Knows Best…

Amma Knows Best…

The other day, I picked a fridge magnet that read; ‘Mirror mirror on the wall, I am my mother after all’. I liked the line; I liked the quirky design of the magnet. But most of all, the line hit home. My Amma and I, like I often say, are poles apart. We have nothing in […]

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Gifting Ideas For Kids

Gifting Ideas For Kids

Following a conversation about the trouble with birthday parties, a wiser friend called and suggested something very simple. It made a lot of sense and hence it finds itself replicated here. Birthday invites tend to come in at the eleventh hour… then begins the rush for finding a suitable gift and packing it. There is always […]

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Unwound

Unwound

I didn’t climb a mountain I didn’t climb a tree but I feel a lot better I feel free we didn’t talk of troubles we didn’t go on a shopping spree but I feel lighter I feel free bring on the worries bring on the woes I am ready for the battle today three months down the lane, who knows […]

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Full Circle..Again

Full Circle..Again

I remember the days I used to come home from the playground to find my grand-mom (my mother’s mom) and my dad arguing loudly. She called him a cheat. He would respond in kind. They would glower at each other and walk their separate ways. The fight was always about a game of carrom. Granny […]

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Free..

Free..

Can I be like you? You, who has lived and never learnt, To feel the bitterness That life has to offer… Can I be like you, little girl The one who has been cheated But still bears no grouse And is willing to give it one more try? Can I be like you? You … […]

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Thought Bubbles

Thought Bubbles

Sometimes I think of those people, who touched my life briefly and vanished when a current triggers a buried memory when a word, a song brings forth a face when I am traveling and have nothing to read I think of them and wonder where they are today and why we fell out of touch. […]

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