These days I am going through a romantic phase in my reading list. The trials and tribulations of the aggressive, feminist, docile, downtrodden, rich, or poor heroines as the case may be, is keeping me enthralled. I know you must be thinking that I am too old for romance but here I am old and […]
For all my growing-up years, breakfast meant the same three things: bread, eggs, and milk. It was non-negotiable. An egg each morning was a ritual my father followed unfailingly, and continues to follow even now, nearing ninety. I, however, never shared his enthusiasm. Poached eggs were far too gooey. Omelettes were worse, filled with offensively […]
On a cruise anniversary trip, I found myself studying honeymooners the way some people study art, closely, indulgently, and with a growing sense that love behaves very differently once a lens is involved.
After months of creative burnout, a writer rediscovers her spark through a 21-day poetry challenge. This reflective piece explores the struggle, discipline, and quiet triumph of finishing, reminding us that true creativity lies not just in beginning, but in daring to complete.
Between midnight and three, when the world exhales, shadows whisper of forgotten souls and forbidden power. A haunting reflection on black magic, belief, and the thin line between fear and truth.