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Little memories…huge bliss
Post hectic work schedules and non-stop meetings, as I sit back in my cubicle, badly in need of a breather, my hands absent mindedly click away on the laptop, going about the familiar work flows, under the instructions of my brain. But hey!!! Where’s the mind? Well, It’s kind of…
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Cooking…a combination of the therapeutic + meditation + art
After an early start each day, by early evening, my energy to think and function is dwindled down and mind begins wandering around thoughts of things that I could do after reaching home. The office hours end at 5.00 pm and since the travel is far, I choose to leave…
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The Dilemma of Addressing our Mother Goddess Kaali…
Children often get into the habit of affixing a relation such as Aunty, Uncle etc., behind the name of every adult they encounter…or, in the Indian culture, so do we lead them to do that, in the process of training them to address everyone respectfully.. Yesterday night, when all three…
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The Conditioning…Being ‘Good / Bad’ vs Being ‘Right / Wrong’
I am not truly aware if this prevails in other parts of the world, but there’s a way with the traditional Indian community where children, especially girls, are conditioned to be good right since childhood. Same goes for our daughter-in-laws too – now it follows that a girl naturally progresses…
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Protected: Enjoying the inevitable…
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Protected: The Waves of Gratitude…Sometimes I feel…
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This winter afternoon…
A dullest, cold afternoon it is today…the sky sunless and overcast…the austere chill indubitably registering the onset of a stony winter into the sunny desert, this time around…the torpid weather has already sleep-induced the city into a sopoforic mode….dopey and tired without any reason and already two hours into slumber,…
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Independence to loneliness…a chakra but is this detour necessary?
Since childhood, she was constantly pressurised to carry out things, the way her family wanted…it affected, hurt and aggrieved her mind…hardly any instances where anyone would be willing to consider that she had a ‘wish’ too…this will have to change, she decided…it cannot go on like this forever…as for now…
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Fright-ed afternoons…Is there a ghost?
It was noon and I was back from college. Mom and Dad were in office and brother was as usual hanging out with his friends somewhere. I was alone at home. A weird silence loomed over the house and I felt very lonely with no one to talk to. The…
Affinity and Moods 