A moment for a story

I thought about you today and it made me smile that you could be watching over me from somewhere.

When we dare to tell a story

Recently I was going through a few journals that I’ve kept stacked up in a shelf. Some are used, some unused. Several of them had poems that I’d just begun, sketches that I never went back to, stories and thoughts, all half finished.But as I saw them, I remembered the emotions that were involved when…

The Corridor

The corridor seems endless. She’s been here before. In fact she’s been here several times. It feels so familiar yet so strange. She feel detached and drawn at the same time. Does it make sense, she wonders. One moment bright afternoon sunshine lights up the corridor and the mosaic chipped tiles. The round steel rails…

Finding Bliss

There is something about home, don’t you think? It is a familiar feeling. The familiar feeling of the creaking iron gate, the crunch of dry leaves and the lopsided garden chair sitting on the perfect spot on the lawn, just right to view the evening sunset. The climbing flowers have grown from since you saw…

Discovering life through Vincent’s eyes

The night skies have never been more beautiful than when you painted them. You knew that those countless stars could never be given justice with random white specks. You knew there were green, yellow and orange orbs glowing in the sky. How long did you gaze at the sky? What did you see? I think…

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.