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 … Continue reading Paw Prints: #WriteBravely #WriteTribeProBlogger #MondayMusings
I spent all of last week in the pristine lap of the Havelock, in the Anadaman & Nicobar Islands; away from choking habitation and non-stop hum-drum of the city life. This vacation was a welcome respite from Wi-Fi and phone connectivity, cradled in the arms of nature, sun, sea, sand and occasional downpours. We … Continue reading Beyond Our Fears, Lies Fun: #WriteBravely #WriteTribeProBlogger #MondayMusings
The ancient tree towers among the tropical vegetation of the Sands resort. It canopies the wooden benches, giving the guests a respite from the sunny days. A pair of woodpeckers nest here every spring. But each time the fledglings die, leaving a trail of blood. Also, what remains a mystery are the … Continue reading MysTree: #WriteBravely #WriteTribeProBlogger #FridayFictioneers
"I'm going out with my friends this evening for the Jazz festival", Mayra announced, nonchalantly. "But, Myra the doctors have asked you to rest it out for a while, before you can actually start going out. Else you'll fall sick again and have to miss school." "The doctors always over-dramatise the sickness and you believe … Continue reading Breaking Bad: #WriteBravely #WriteTribeProblogger #MondayMusings
"We found him on the porch. It's broken a wing," said the DH, almost thrusting a Mynah on my face. The nine-year-old piped in, "Mamma, isn't he handsome as hell? Can we keep him, pleaseeeee.” “I'd love to darling, but you know Gran is Orinthophobic, don't you!" “Orintho...what?" “She has a fear of birds.” “But … Continue reading The Unannounced Guest: #WriteTribeProblogger #WriteBravely #FridayFictioneers
"She has a terminal illness which is in the last stages." The earth shattering news was broken to us with much aplomb by our family doctor. At that very moment I felt as though shards of glasses had pierced through my tough exterior, bruising me beyond repair. I badly wanted to rewind back to the … Continue reading Terminal? : #WriteBravely #WriteTribeProBlogger #MondayMusings
Saturday, 5:46 A.M.: I haven't slept a wink. The receding moon is gaping at me blankly. Well, it was a decadent night of drinking and dancing, on the River Mandovi. A night that also brought back memories from the yesteryears: of Rahul and I. When we had chatted on the same deck; … Continue reading A Night of Nostalgic Nebula: #WriteTribeProblogger #WriteBravely #FridayFictioneers