I love Robert Frost’s poems. The depiction of truth and the profound sense of reality attracts me towards his work. At times, we often halt in the middle of a weary road before taking the next couple of iambic meters to cover up the “ tale of our life”, pondering over the purpose of our journey. Sometimes, heart holds on to the the temporary sanity … Continue reading Miles to go before I sleep…
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
Random ramblings of stay at home woman… The most dreading questions What do you do all day? –I do work just like you. How do you kill time whole day sitting at home? –If you have some spare time give me I actually need it! Trust me, really. How can you sit at home after a good education- –Walk the road I have travelled, if … Continue reading Ramblings of stay at home woman
R for road trips.. A lot of things can happen over a road trip. Sudden realizations, life changing decisions, a much needed push/ pull, a lesson for lifetime from a most harrowing experience, blossoming friendships, blooming love and you may even find a key to your heart and dreams during such trips. Most importantly, this mind numbing monotonous robot life needs a whiff of fresh … Continue reading R for roadtrips
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.
Part 2. Aanya heard her phone buzz for fourth time. Not wanting to ignore again, she picked the call. As soon as she answered she could hear Anu’s worried voice “Hello aanya how much more do I have to wait? And tell me where are you right now?”. She chuckled at her friends impatience “Anu, just give me 10 minutes. Will be right there. … Continue reading Breeze of love- p 2