We had visited the Cherry Blossoms last year, and they left an indelible impression on my mind. So, this year when a dear friend texted to inform me that a picnic was on the cards I jumped at the opportunity. … Continue reading Hanami: Picnic under the Cherry Blossoms
I was informed by a Whatsapp message from my brother-in-law (a new blogger in the hood, will post his blog link soon – stay tuned) that it is Women’s Day. I thought I would post something slanted for the occasion. … Continue reading Jaane Bhi Do Yaaron!
Maya was livid. It was that dustbin again. “It is there, on my mind, all the time,” she exclaimed. She had acquired a shrill pitch she gets every time she becomes anxious. One of perils of living in our particular … Continue reading Dustbin Dreams: a short story
The core of our beliefs rest in two types of mindsets: the fixed mindset and the growth mindset. In this post I will be putting forth some of my learnings on how to nurture the growth mindset. When I say … Continue reading Planting the Seed of a Growth Mindset
Fabrics, tattoos, jewellery, make up, bring it all, and bring it in bulk. I got introduced to Michele Lamy a few months ago and have since been deeply fascinated by her. Watching Lamy is like looking at art, you are … Continue reading Style Inspirations: Women and Jewellery
Kawahigashi Hekigoto (1873-1937), Japanese poet and haiku pioneer writes: 初雷や ふるふが如き 雛の壇 Hatsu-rai ya/ Furuu ga gotoki/ Hina no dan The first thunder Is likely to shake The tiered doll stand. I feel that way about spring. As the heads of the … Continue reading I Shall Emerge!
Aneri Pattani writes, “Can teaching mindfulness through smartphones cure America’s loneliness problem?” The study, published Monday in the Proceedings of the National Academy of Sciences, involved 153 adults practicing 20-minute guided meditations on their phone each day for two weeks. … Continue reading What about the letters?
The pile of letters still there where I left them the half empty bottle of coke a delight for the ants all over it the stale air, hanging humidity dust covering the books protectively reminders that I left in a … Continue reading Six Feet Under
On reading Mumbai’s Ghazal by Raef Kazi I dream of Delhi sitting in Amsterdam tonight Glamor in the lawns, silk whispers to pashmina tonight All that dust, never dulls the white gaadis and kurtas This is Delhi we are talking … Continue reading Delhi is a Ghazal
