The road to home
The road to home….. There are times when I feel I am at the same crossroads again and again like a dèjá vu. The point of intersection where I am co...
Author: Archana K B
The learning curve
Most of the days, I wake up with an aim to send the kid to school before 7. And with no other plan for the day or for the life thereafter. It may seem living in...
Dancing away the blues
One of the many recent changes I have embraced are the dance classes which I started over a year ago. I never thought I would be grappling with less stamina or ...
Blues and Greens
It seems there are the usual blues and mean reds but for me there are the seductive greens too…. For some it would be the nature and travel but for...
Handwriting therapy
Writing can indeed be cathartic… I realised this in my teens, pouring out my troubled thoughts and questions in a secret diary hidden from family. ...
The Saturday Night Date.
He watched her with overflowing love as she ate her favourite food, chocolate ice-cream. He kept sipping his iced tea and nodded his head as she spoke non-stop ...