The Musing Quill is 6!

Time really does fly. Six years is a long time and a short one yet, if you know what I mean. Looking back, there are hundreds of memories and few amazing friends I made along the way and there isn't one thing I would want to change about my experience. Except, I miss all those... Continue Reading →

The Wine Press – Introduction

A colleague recently shared his awful experience on having tried wine for the first time. Now, he is not a regular drinker and definitely not a wine-drinker. Obviously, he doesn't know about wines. And when you don't know about wines, you don't know what to expect, so you're bound to be disappointed. Being a lover... Continue Reading →

Selfie with Alfey: The one after two long painful years

Hello, readers! Most of you’ll know Alfey, my 7-year-old Spitz boy. But what you guys might not know is how two years back, life changed for both of us. Here's where the episode 2 of Season 1 of the show comes into the picture. The show is ‘Years without Alfey’ and the episode is ‘The... Continue Reading →

When time stopped in Varanasi…

February generously brought me quite few opportunities of travel and just how! The third week of the month had me and family pack our bags and leave for Varanasi, the religious capital of India popularly known as 'City of Ghats', 'City of Salvation', and one that proudly stands as one of the oldest cities in... Continue Reading →

Evion Supplements: When the husband aged young…

Ours was a traditional Indian arranged marriage. None of my friends would believe that a woman like me would go for an arranged marriage. Now don’t get weird notions about me. Being someone who would never even talk to strangers, it was quite obvious that it was hard for them to believe that I would... Continue Reading →

Pleasures & Perils of 2017

The year 2017 was so eventful that when I look back there is not one thing I would change. Although, there were moments that got the good of me and left me mighty drained. But I did pledge to take it all in good spirits. Well, where do I begin? December, of all months, has... Continue Reading →

December is here…

....The days get colder, the nights longer, as the year counts its final breaths. December, the receptacle of the leftovers of unrealised dreams, the harbinger of hopes and guilty wishes. The summer has finally bid goodbye but lurks around the corners of misty mornings and exhausted evenings....  ....The careless way the snow fills the overheads... Continue Reading →

Dear Reader…

Dear Reader, You & I, we haven't met but you are more than a friend. We haven't shared a talk but you are my secret keeper. You've been patient when I had to rant, and lent me peace of your words when I was low. Could I find a truer friend? Because you're someone just... Continue Reading →

The Joy of Giving

Certain lessons of life run in your veins, like blood. Mother always said, that by giving, you grow. So we ought not think about what we give away, just give. Help those who have to struggle for the things you are blessed with. Religiously, we would donate or give daan each year. The 'Joy of... Continue Reading →

Perfect Bliss

On a windy night In the middle of summer The light showers Soaked me skin down ♥ Walking down the street With all but myself The darkness invited me Welcomed me as its own ♥ Uncertainty followed me Fear shadowed my silhouette Towering over my conscience Questioned all I’d done ♥ When I was certain... Continue Reading →

Commemoration

Shallow aspirations, masked apprehensions, callow words, stories told. ♥ Trials or tribulations, finessed or artless, but naivety is better than regrets, experience does teach that. ♥ It's time to celebrate, the victory of words, over mindless reservations, and mundane adversities. ♥♥♥ Asha's Blog completed 4 years today. ♥♥♥ The beginning was harrowing. But could it be... Continue Reading →

RIP (Return If Possible) Dr Kalam

Mere 6 days ago, I saw this shocking update on twitter where Haryana Education Minister, at a school function, paid homage to the now Late Former President, Dr APJ Abdul Kalam. It was shocking and no matter what, it had to be joke. It had to be! Within the matter of mere seconds, I brought... Continue Reading →

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