The Blue Umbrella
She always carried a blue umbrella. It was a lovely shade of memorable blue resembling the clear sky… Clad in black purdah from top to bottom, revealing o...
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Playing with Time
It was a fine summer evening. We had just came back home from the park. The little one was so hungry that I had to give in to her demand for cream biscuits. She...
Concept of Spirits
There was a time when I was confused with the religious beliefs and presence of God and their need in our day to day life. I was religious, and still am. But th...
Reiki teachings
It all started with my search for ways to control anger; I was really worried over my behaviour with my child. As per the suggestion from an online friend, I th...
Of Queen and Quills
The first word that came to my mind for the letter Q was Queen. I had thought of writing a review on the recently released film Queen, since I could so relate t...
Painted Dreams
The jar of paints and brushes were strewn all around. She had come to wake her son. He had skipped the breakfast and the lunch. Yesterday’s dinner plate o...