Motherhood

As you start discovering the joy of food, it is us more than him who beam at every bite or gulp he takes. Parenthood, an endless journey has just begun for us, and we can’t wait to take those little steps with you into each new day of it. Shephali, here is looking back at

Memories

10th May 2012 I am reading The Time Traveler’s Wife. It is the kind of read which has a slow but moving impact on the conscious. There is a certain weird sense of excitement mixed with a hint of sadness. The constantly changing dials of time leaves you with a certain sense of melancholy, stillness,

India, Love

Love makes the world go round they say; though Copernicus might disagree. But what makes people go around the world is a question still devoid of a clear answer. Could it be the lack of love? Nay, that would be being an extremist, and in matters of country and family, we Indians are anyway ‘accused’

Page 221 of my 300 page autobiography…

This is my response for a question I came across in an application form. Q: You just finished writing your 300 page autobiography. Submit the page no. 221 in not more than 300 words. 221                                        

Cassette Classics

  This is one of my favourite times, or perhaps the most favourite, of all the ‘my times’ that I am able to afford. It is something which makes me look forward to the home visits even more.   (Dil me jo baatein hain, hothon pe laao na, Aao na aao na…)   The sun

To beginnings, and hope…

Twilight is a weird time, one which evokes a sense of peace and restlessness at the same time. It is not really a pleasant time, but yet we find ourselves attached to it in a submissive kind of way. It never fails to induce a sense of soul being stirred. The sun is almost there,

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It’s not feeling quite right, though the stars are on tonight… An airplane passes through the stars. It is easy to confuse it with a twinkling star, a shooting star, but nights and nights of sky gazing teach you the difference, and of all the things, you start predicting the direction that a plane will

Musings…

The train just crossed Ghaziabad station. It did not stop there, just slowed down, as if giving some kind of second chance to those who had taken off on the wrong tracks. Life rarely offers such second chances, yet it is so much like this train. I love writing in transit, be it a flight,

Pensieve

I am reading The Time Traveler’s Wife. It is the kind of read which has a slow but moving impact on the conscious. There is a certain weird sense of excitement mixed with fear, and even a hint of sadness. The constantly changing dials of time leaves you with a certain sense of melancholy, stillness,

Blurts

This year 2010 , has been a marked one for me, though not necessarily in bright colors. An year that has caused, and may further cause, a significant change in my life. An year that erased as many doubts and suspicions as it raised. The first couple of months were.. or are still a mystery