4 fun things my wheelchair can do

Since I am so used to my wheelchair, I hardly noticed how very functional it is. It acts as a storage, a car, a ladder, sabzi (vegetable) basket, a rocking chair, and oh, it also helps me move around. Over the years, I learnt to maneuver it with ease, and also have fun with it….

Sweet secrets the environment whispers

I’ve seen a lot of conversations online and offline championing environment awareness but I still used to wonder what I would write or talk about the environment when I don’t have the expertise it needs. In recent times I thought of diving a little deeper into this topic to learn more and do better. As…

Inside paati’s kitchen

A flavoursome aroma would always waft across the hallway from paati’s (grandma’s) kitchen, drawing me like a magnet to see what’s cooking. I would peer through the sheer curtains and look with curious eyes. She’d turn around with her radiant smile knowing I was up for some tasting. She’d let me scrape off milk toffee…

Searching art

Art in its truest form is unexpected, many times a result of beautiful serendipity. It follows no rules. Art is wild and free. Art is found in memories, in stories, in mundane everyday things.

Red Velvet speaks

The aquamarine blue- a heaven under the waters is studded with all the colours that ever existed in the universe. Serene and placid, it is always brimming in vibrancy. Thousands of different kinds of corals thriving in colonies form the architecture and life source of my city.

When the sky turned ominous

The stillness was uncanny. Not a leaf stirred, the forest it seemed was stunned under a spell. Moments passed like hours as a dark, dense blanket far above the trees gathered. With a loud clap of thunder breaking the eerie silence, it split open and large drops hastened down the canopy in a deluge. A…

Flutter

It was almost as if I was looking out into a different world, where everything moved in some magical symphony, something that was an epitome of simplicity yet extremely hard to truly capture.

Crushed

They are mostly hidden away between pages of books and sheets of white paper stashed in shelves, maybe never opened again, forgotten for a while. The green from the leaves begin to turn yellow, the petals from crimson roses turn a mulberry red. The pearl white petals turn a powdery peach as they lay still…

Books- The dreams you hold and step into…

The last day of school before any kind of vacation was when I would eagerly wait at the library with my card. Ten books- that was the maximum number we were allowed to borrow for vacation….

The thoughts of an October breeze

The midnight sky was a blanket over me. My eyes searched and found only endless space and a scattering of stars adorning that midnight blanket. The cool October breeze graced the night with its gentleness . Long needles of grass swayed in symphony, forming a perfect silhouette against the night. I took a deep breath…