OMG!!! I CANNOT HOLD MY EXCITEMENT! So so grateful to Torrie Fryman for nominating me for this blogger award! I wake up and the first thing I see is this. Made my day, you! <3 Keeps me so motivated! For everyone who is not accustomed to the rules of the Liebster award, here they are: Thank your nominator and provide…
I am walking down the street when I feel a few eyes on me. I look sideways and see a few guys gaping at me. Is it my dress? Is it my hair? No. I keep walking, they hoot. They call out a few names and laugh among them. I am uncomfortable now. I walk faster. They follow me. I…
As I think about “the generation of the millennials”, I ponder over the changes that they have gone through since the last, umm, Xennials. The period that defines the millennials is if they were born between 1981-1996/1997. Well, welcome then. I am not going to point out the flaws and the lacuna or degradation. I am in this with all…
Theists and Atheists. Theists and atheists. I will say that again. Don’t feel attacked. Not yet. I am yet to unfold some mysterious revelations now and who knows you might want to change sides? Let’s start with establishing what your stance is right now. Are you an atheist? Yes or No only. I am sure you have your reason to…
A strained relationship is about to carry so many emotions together within it. The day was warm but she was particularly edgy. She had picked up the phone a few minutes ago yet the blood in her vessels rushed with the highest speed. Her serenity seemed lost in the woods of anxiety. She was in a dilemma. What was she…
When I was little, I used to wish on stars (luckily once on a falling star) that I wanted to become like one of those humans discovering they are bestowed with magical powers and they could change the map if they wanted, as they showed on TV. Or, meet a guardian angel (literally) who’d help me win a competition and…
So often we have a dream so good we wish it were true. Some of us are lucky and for some, dreams just remain that. But, how cool would it be if it did? She used to see this guy every day. Right across the corridor. Hanging with his friends. Grinning and giggling. Sometimes, laughing really loud. His dimples were…
The rainwater poured on him as he tried to pick up left-over food and unused materials from the garbage dump. He held a black polythene bag over his shoulder and scoured for anything that seemed of a little importance to others. He was drenched and water tripped from his torn, ragged clothes and wore a mucky banyan. His bare shoulder…
Since time immemorial, we have always patronized the mother’s love so much that the fathers seem to be lurking in the shadows. Odes for the mother’s love, movies depicting the beauty and sacrifices of the mother’s love and everything that you can possibly use to crown a prize. And, they totally deserve it. In fact, I have a special bond…