Editor’s note: This is perspective piece and we may agree or disagree but it is worth a read. After one final flash of colour, the trees are losing their leaves and getting ready for winter. Winter! The very thought of it makes me shiver. And makes me want to run away to Florida where I […]
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Category: Freefalling
Letters of Love And Longing
A female actor with a successful career, occasionally contemplating death to escape her empty life and a futile relationship. A young, upcoming star who carries her away to safety from a set engulfed in cathartic fire. And the beginning of endless love. That is how Nargis and Sunil Dutt’s story began along with an unbroken chain […]
Looking For Little Miracles
There are many ways to find a spiritual connect with life. You can find it in a concert, in a cinema hall, at a bus stop, at an animal shelter, in a book, in rain falling down on parched earth, in your mother’s cooking, in a phrase painted behind an auto, in a dream, in […]
What Dreams May Yet Come True
There was a girl looking straight at me, slightly confused, mildly annoyed, her kohl smeared face, her frizzy and unkempt hair reminded of the person I was scared of becoming. She didn’t look familiar. She looked distraught and unhappy but as I continued to look at the reflection in the mirror, my mind went into the […]
The Lone Walker
I pride myself in being an extrovert. But the last two years in Kuwait, have made me recoil a little bit. I keep to myself, I have really started enjoying hanging out by myself. I accord myself the joy of becoming a more independent, self-sufficiently happy person. But then somewhere in the corner of my […]
The Golden Thread Of Nostalgia
I am guilty of living in the past. I can’t really explain why. It’s like an aching. A longing. A strong conviction that the past held magic amidst the mundane. The glittering golden glory days of yore – far superior than the modern day drudgery. Something about those bygone days captivates me. Something about […]
Papa:The Complete Man
For most of my childhood years, I believed with a certain unwavering conviction (that only kids are known to possess), that Papa was no different than one of my bicycle riding, hop-scotch playing, squeals of joy producing little friends. There was something very light hearted and guileless about him that appealed immensely to us kiddies. […]
The Joy Of Giving
I had the good fortune of knowing three very generous ladies. Two of them were my grandmothers and one was my ‘adopted’ grandmother. My Dadima (dad’s mom) was a businesswoman and she did really well selling cooking gas to households and hotels. Ganga (my adopted grandmother) lived with her and took care of the home, […]
The Truth is…
The truth is… Bitter A hard pill to swallow Harsh Scary Daunting Not something you want to hear. These are usually the string of words that follow the line nobody in their right mind wants to be confronted with, “the truth is…”. Ever wonder why from the very first time we hear the statement, it […]
Middle Age Musings
Thoughts do have this tendency to turn inwards more often, especially when one is in ones mid-forties. I mean, forty plus years of life experiences have to provide for a rather myriad range of experiences – with all the good, the bad, and the in betweens, all factored in and accounted for. My thoughts too have been […]
Nature or Nurture
I was recently writing an article about genetics and came across the nature versus nurture theory. I’ve heard of it before but never applied it to my life, until now. You see I have been fighting nature and possibly nurture all my life. My Dad and I have a lot in common. We are both […]
Rachna Bisht: An Author Speaks
Rachna Bisht Rawat, is out with her first book The Brave which has 21 riveting stories about how India’s highest military honour, Paramveer Chakra was won. Here she recounts what it was like to meet those who were left behind to mourn and to remember the unforgettables March 2014 Delhi-Bhatinda Intercity Express, Chair Car I am on my way […]