“Literature can make people introspect, and that has the magic to change our attitude and hence our lives. That is the power of the written word.” – Dipankar Mukherjee, Publisher & Founder, Redomania
Hola! My darling Girl Natasha, How be you? Yes, it’s me writing a letter to you, my dear girl. Surprised, are you? After all I haven’t written to you in the longest time. A few years back; in my most challenging times, I would sit down and pour my heart out to you on a piece of paper or on my Mac. But I guess I’ve been so busy having fun with my new found love for blogging that a conversation…
The alarm clock clanked into Tina’s ear. A typical old-fashioned alarm clock that would wake one up with a jolt. A complete spoiler to the early morning dreams and the soundest of all sleep. Tina wanted to yank the clock on the floor and go back to sleep, but like they say, “No rest for the wicked.” She had an early morning presentation at the office. Those muscle flexing clients had chosen to make an appearance at their agency,…
“A map of the world that does not include Utopia is not worth even glancing at.” – Oscar Wilde (‘The Soul of Man Under Socialism’, 1981 essay). My Ode to Utopia There’s a place called Utopia Replete with joy, minus any pain and untold fear Every day is a celebration In this land of love and bonhomie The people know no hatred, cruelty and warfare Neither have they heard of poverty and tears Their lives…
My greatest resource and support system are my three, ever smiling home-helps, Shimpa (we call her Shilpa), Moushumi and Basanti. They are my lifelines, in the true sense of the word. They are the reason my home runs smoothly, efficiently and everything runs on clock work basis. This post is my little humble tribute to these three fantastic women, my ultimate support system. They have made my life simple, comfortable, stress-free and non-complicated. They are a resource I rely on every…
The most precious treasure I believe I have been bestowed upon with is “life” itself. Without this life I would not have the innumerable treasures that form a part of my life. It’s my birthday month and what better time to give gratitude for this beautiful treasure of life that I received from my parents, many, many moons back.
Story # 1: Amanda returns from work, to her new home to see two pretty bouquets adorning the dining table. The dainty one reads, “To the worlds most gorgeous woman, love you more-Rohit” The note on bigger bouquet reads, “From your Secret Admirer” Amanda is flummoxed. Rohit walks in and kisses Amanda on the forehead. “Hi darling, you got the flowers. Great! Wow, who’s the other one from?” Amanda shrugs her shoulders. At that very moment…
I have been star-struck for as long as I can remember. No, not by the famous people, or fame itself; but by the celestial objects of the universe. I have had a fascination for sky watching; especially the morning and evening/night sky in the best of their splendour. As a kid I would spend hours gazing at the night sky, sometimes even trying to count as many stars as I could. It was a pastime of sorts. Then as…
I’m a a firm believer of the fact that what you put out to the universe becomes your reality. In simple words, your beliefs and thoughts have the power of manifesting as your reality.
For Ron, it’s a challenge to make ends meet, so a personal phone is totally out of question. His girl friend, Anna lives in Johor Bharu, while he lives in Singapore. At 7, every day evening, Ron goes to the nearest MRT station to call her. A time they both look forward to and cherish, every single day. Today when he calls Anna, a male voice answers the phone, “Hello!”