Tis’ the season.. Missing The Good Old Greeting Card..

December means different things to different people. For some, it is the time to celebrate the year gone by and look forward to a new beginning. For others, it is the time to introspect, to look back with fondness — or regret — to long for the time lost. And to some, like me, it …

August Encounters

So, I decide to share bits and pieces of my old writing here, because, it feels good to read what I wrote many years ago. This is one such. It talks about how I found my feet as a writer -- and am glad, I am still writing.  August, somehow, happens to be an overwhelming …

Oh! The places you’ll go — 2017 a year in Travel.

If there was one thing I did in 2017, it was travel. Mostly across the country, sometimes across continents. I travelled on the first day of the year, and the last, and also many, many days in between. I went to some old places, and many, new ones. Which then were my favourite? 1. How …

On Playing Mother.

My mother never dressed up. She did not believe in makeup or vanity, or even being overtly conscious about one's appearance. And that's always been her style -- hair a little out of place, sari always without a pin, dupatta mopping the floor, bindi always crooked. I never had a problem with it, in fact …