In the era where there is a public outrage against “overweight ism”, and out burst against body shaming due to few increased pounds, I’m here to tell tales about the undisclosed frustrations of thin-shaming and skinny shaming.. 5.3” tall and 42 kgs…it’s ME. Why have you become so thin? Is the first compulsory 10 mark question I have been answering all through my life. The … Continue reading Terrible tales of our weighing scales…
How many times we aren’t able to express ourselves completely because of fear!! The one factor which robs our growth. Half of our true potential stays hidden.. Continue reading Fear
I love to paint and write. Here I am, bringing both my favorite things together #tellingtales Continue reading Tiny stories
What are we without our memories? Continue reading Poetry
People who have grown up with a brother or sister at home will have innumerable memories. Those which hold the power to moisten your eyes and curve your lips. Those that are a gateway to reminisce about your childhood days, innocence, childishness and a carefree life where the only commitment was to eat, study and sleep. Once the 3 boxes were checked off, we had … Continue reading Siblings and secrets..S for Sathya..
H for Home….Generally, conception of good beliefs and faith in a person are an impact of the formative childhood years. It is believed that the family members, neighbourhood and places we live in, infuse a certain wisdom, culminating in a metamorphosis by which the adulthood is attained.I grew up wanting to explore places, experience multiculturalism, learn different languages, meet lot of people. True to my … Continue reading H for Home…The place I grew up.