There’s someone behind the door and he is hiding something. What could that be?
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Categories: Poetry
Tag: childhood
As a mother of two, this is a frequently written about topic for me. I find childhood utterly fascinating for its innocence, purity of thought, simplicity and a most beautiful ability of letting go. Much of my writing on childhood is expressing my awe at all that children do and teach you, things that you have forgotten about life. I also write about my experiences with my little ones – something I hope to go back to anytime and smile wholeheartedly.
The Cure for a Headache
A Dream for Akshara
The second of the three pieces of the Flash Fiction Project “Of Readers, Writers and Life’ that shows how the written word is a subtle and indispensable presence in the lives of many people, often being the catalyst for uplifting, memorable and life-altering moments.
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Categories: Flash Fiction Projects
Agents of Nostalgia
One Night More
Anna & Betty
My Amma’s Rasam
On the Way Back From School
Equations
She and She
When a woman becomes a mother, the expectations from her go many notches up. And most of the times, there are two ‘shes’ battling within her. Here’s reflecting on the endless dilemma that a mother faces – her children versus her own dreams, accompanied by a guilt that never ceases to be.
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Categories: Essays