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Six Months into 2019 and I…: #WordlessWednesday #ZombieBlogHop

…lost and gained some     Lost my precious furry child, Cotton; but gained a bundle of  love and sharp energy, in Mishka.   Lost weight as the winters wrapped into spring, but gained weight in summers. Thanks to fresh, delicious home cooked meals, and my love for sweets. My winter metabolism leans towards losing… Read More Six Months into 2019 and I…: #WordlessWednesday #ZombieBlogHop

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The Road Less Travelled

the road less travelled 7 August, 2018 What does this picture tell you? A lone traveller on a deserted road? A path where the flora towers over mankind? Are we are mere inconspicuous beings? For me, this photo not just brought back memories of my awe-inspiring walk on the lone road, at Balur, Chikmagalur, South… Read More The Road Less Travelled

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Twenty-Four By Seven: #WriteBravely

Twenty-four by seven: #WriteBravely #WRITETRIBEFESTIVALOFWORDSJUNE2018   She toiled twenty-four by seven at Donna’s kitchen. “No rest for the wicked”, she always said with a winsome smile. Donna’s Kitchen was her life line, her haven and her home away from home. She had no family to call her own, but the staff and Donna were family… Read More Twenty-Four By Seven: #WriteBravely

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Thank You, Babi: #WriteBravely

Thank You, Babi: #WRITEBRAVELY #WRITETRIBEFESTIVALOFWORDSJUNE2018   My Dearest Babi, I dedicate a few lines to you, on this monsoon day. The sun is playing a constant game of hide and seek, while the clouds outstretch their arms in a stoic cover of grey. The muggy air looks on undeterred as nature performs a spectacle of sorts.… Read More Thank You, Babi: #WriteBravely

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Rain and Its After Effects: #WriteBravely

Rain and Its After Effects: #Writebravely #writetribefestivalofwordSjune2018   It poured all of last night. The rains finally lashed Gurgaon with unfettered fury, giving the parched residents of our millennial city a much-needed respite from the sweltering summers. I was awake beyond midnight, listening to the rhythmic pitter patter of the rains, which would suddenly rise up… Read More Rain and Its After Effects: #WriteBravely

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Last Song of the Dusk: #WriteBravely

Last Song of the Dusk: #WriteBRAVELY #WRITETRIBEFESTIVALOFWORDSJUNE2018   At twenty-one who would have known that leukaemia would ravage Antara’s being, reducing her to a bag of bones.  It was hard to fathom that the bubbly, effervescent Antara, always brimming with joie de vivre; was now counting her last days. But not without a plan at… Read More Last Song of the Dusk: #WriteBravely

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Because Daddy Says So: #WriteBravely

  Because daddy says so: #Writebravely #writetribefestivalofwordsjune2018   Because Daddy says so,  I chose to stick to his life’s lessons. Daddy doesn’t always get preachy, he  lives, and let’s live. When I was growing up, into a gangly teenager, with reckless thoughts and frayed emotions, Daddy gave me three life rules to live by: 1.… Read More Because Daddy Says So: #WriteBravely

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I Want to Break Free: #WriteBravely

I want to break free: #WriteBravely #WRitetribefestivalofwords2018   My girlfriends and I are road tripping from Madras to Pondicherry. It’s just the three of us. I am at the steering wheel of a feisty green Ford Figo, manoeuvring my way through the lush, bountiful landscapes, blasting music on the stereo. We are singing off tune… Read More I Want to Break Free: #WriteBravely

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Gifted: #WriteTribeFestivalOfWordsJune2018 #WriteBravely

GIFTED Rob and the woods had an inexplicable connection. He found his inner peace amidst the deep, dark woods. And walking through them at dusk gave him more pleasure than a Zinger burger would give a youth his age.  That particular evening as Rob walked past the huge oak tree, he heard a soft wailing… Read More Gifted: #WriteTribeFestivalOfWordsJune2018 #WriteBravely

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Paw Prints: #WriteBravely #WriteTribeProBlogger #MondayMusings

Our paw prints are all over the place, in this charming apartment on the fifteenth floor. We live with our family of four. Each day we also leave our heart prints on them with our tiny, little deeds. My name is Laila (pronounced at Lie-lah, and not Lai-la or Lay-la). I’m a 4-year-old, toy Shitzu… Read More Paw Prints: #WriteBravely #WriteTribeProBlogger #MondayMusings