The Open Gates

Some books and pens, Some pencils and erasers, Sharpeners and crayons, Tiffin and some water, A bag to carry all this, New clothes and new shoes, Excitement in his eyes, Butterflies in his stomach,   Pic Courtesy: Morgue File   So what if his dad was a cobbler And mom a house maid, His small…

My Angel

‘May I come in?’ asked a feeble voice. ‘Ya come in.’ Savita replied. A cute girl in her early twenties entered the room. She sat on the chair in front of Savita.  ‘Doctor, here is my file, she said, handing over the file to Savita. That’s when Savita noticed the tattoo on her wrist. She…

My Childhood Dreams

As a child, we all had some dreams, dreams of becoming an astronaut, a doctor, a lawyer, engineer or teacher, didn’t we? Dreams of touching the stars and walking on the moon, playing with the sun and climbing the mountains and what not! We believed in Magic, the Witches and Fairy Tales. However, as we…

Truly a Maverick Heart

Three friends, Life at IIT, Studies, Projects, Love and some twists…   Sounds quite familiar, isn’t it? However, the interesting blurb, the unusual cover of the book and the word Resonance fascinated me.     Google Images   The Blurb Resonance –  We often use the term, “frequency matching” in our daily life to define…

An Important Update

As I type this post (almost after a month), a lot of things have changed at my end. The last 40 days were challenging, however I spent some quiet moments to contemplate on my life’s purpose and finally gathered the courage to follow my heart. I made some life altering decisions and for the first…

Confession

Dear Blogger friends, I admit it here, on my blog, that I tried to commit suicide not once, but twice. Why did I try? What were the reasons? Today I look back at those moments….and pen down this letter to you all. I was an unwanted, girl child. My Amma, desperately wanted a boy and…