Over a span of 37 years, I have come across friends in different forms. As a kid, the ones I shared my dolls with and fought with, over half-eaten chocolates. I did not know then what friendship was and why friends were important. They were just a part of your life and you accepted them […]
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Author: Shabia Walia
Woman In Love
Ok, so the nanny is having an affair. There are too many phone calls, sweet whispers into the night and generally a haze of happiness surrounding her. The calls and messages history are deleted everyday and the phones, in fact two of them, one given by me and one hers, are kept hidden from sight. […]
Loving And Living
For a long time now, there’s been a clear divide between stay-at- home mothers and working mothers. The pros and cons of both situations have been discussed and debated with inconclusive results. In the end, it is more about the choices a woman has or is forced to make. I wanted to be a mother […]
From Her Heart To Mine..
Its amazing how much a daughter takes after her mother. I don’t mean just physically but the mannerisms, the twinkle in the eye, the eating habits, the smile, the waving of the hands while speaking are often similar too. All this amazes me every time I look at my two-year-old princess. And there’s something very […]
Mommy Vs Sheela
My two-year-old daughter has been singing, “Sia.. Sia thi Japaani!’’ Sounds cute, eh? Not to my ears because the tune of the song she is warbling is not and cannot be music to a mom’s ears. Guessed it right! It is Sheela Ki Jawaani, she is singing and so long as she is singing her […]
Dark And Lovely…
One Sunday morning, sipping my cup of coffee, I happened to glance through the matrimonial column and literally choked. No, I did not find a suitable husband for myself, far from that. But what did draw the breath out of me was the obsession with fair complexion. There was not one single advertisement, which didn’t mention, “Wanted fair bride/bridegroom.” I mean, […]
A Sunlit Life
What is this life if, full of care, We have no time to stand and stare? WH Davies A friend of mine asked me once whether I had noticed the new park adjacent to my office. I replied in the negative. She snapped back, “But it has been there for a month now. You must […]