On my recent visit to Japan, I enjoyed the numerous cultural delights this wonderful country has on offer – from Okonomiyaki (a Japanese savory pancake) to Origami and everything in between. Every step was a reminder on how varied and beautiful our world is. One particular thing that took my fancy was the ancient tradition […]
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Cherry Blossoms…..
The cherry blossom-laden mind, Sways to the music, Of the, nonchalant wind, Painted in dreams, hopes, Of memories left behind, A few petals disembark, into realms wistful, A few soar, Some plummet, Others open their dewy eyes, Blush in sunshine, Gone, are the dreary winter mornings, Gone is the mist, The darkness, Once seemingly unending, So now we smile unafraid, And […]
The Other World
In this quiet corner of the Northern hemisphere, where I am currently living, spring is just a metaphor. There is no warm sun, no green foliage and of course, no scented breeze. The roads and buildings never recover from the winter gloom. seriously, by the time they manage to peel off a layer of gray, the winter arrives with […]
Spring..
Spilling over with abandon, Bursting forth with life. No barriers.No boundaries. Not a shackle in sight. Spring in joyous, unfettered flight. Rachna Tiwari is a hospitality professional, residing in Gurgaon and working in New Delhi. She hails from a services background and has lead a nomadic life in her formative years. Her interests include reading, movies […]
Poppies On The Wall..
Every morning, Nanaji would pull a chair under the old mango tree and with the sun warming his knees; he would wait for a steaming cup of black tea and the Dainik Jagaran to be delivered to him. Scooby, the big black part Doberman (with some mongrel genes that gave him a long bushy tail) would drool silently, waiting […]
The Timeless Gulmohar
Hope is always colourful. It has the warmth – the red, orange, and yellow of the rising sun. It lifts your spirit. It tells you that there is a road out there waiting for you to be walked upon. As the streets explode with the various hues of the Gulmohar flowers, ever so beautiful even in passing and […]