Day 100: When Dad left for his Maker…

Dear Dad, This heart's broken into pieces, forever; there's no denying that now. It bleeds barrels. I can't seem to be able to put it together. No matter how hard I try, it crumbles like a castle, into a thousand tiny grains of sand at the slightest memory of you. There's an ache that threatens... Continue Reading →

A Blind Date with the World with My Late Father

"That's enough! I quit," and I stormed out of my manager's office. I was done taking blames for things I'd never done, or rather for what others had done. "Don't take shit, ever," dad had always said. Once again, more than anything, it was father's perpetual absence that nipped me at every point in life.... Continue Reading →

The Tale of a Random Night, a Stranger, and I.

It struck twelve. ‘Twelve in the night is an odd time to be in a small village, especially for a girl’, a man whispered not very far from me. I cringed at the shaky voice. It heavily smelt of booze. Suddenly, I was not alone anymore, and that frightened me more. The man moved away... Continue Reading →

Day 45: When Dad left for his Maker…

It's been a while I've wanted to write and tell you things. Tell you why I've not been around of late. I couldn't gather the courage. For I know, the pain that I feel, you'd feel too. But here I am. Finally. Making a lackadaisical attempt. Exactly, a year ago, this time, I had jotted... Continue Reading →

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 →

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