Saturday, January 18, 2014


The stolen moments
Between yours and mine
Left emptiness
To be filled by the lost memories!

Ray of Hope

She knew that life is never going to be the same again. They decided to go ahead with the operation. The doctor’s prediction is going to come true. The wait didn’t bear any fruits. 

The difference now was between faith and hope. Little did she know that miracles do happen when we least expect them.

Sunday, January 12, 2014


This happened last November while I was in Hyderabad for the book launch. I was put up at one of my friends place at Begumpet. The book launch was at Saptaparni near Banjara Hills.I had to travel alone. My friend told me not to worry as the Hyderabad auto fellas can be trusted. She assured that she will come down to pick me up around 8.30pm.

 I attended the book launch around 5pm and met many of my old poet friends. Along with our book launch there was also another event hosted by "SOCH "(Social Change).A wonderful initiative spearheaded by like minded Hyderabadis. There were many who shared their experiences on how they brought a social change in the field of education. There was Feroz who conducts skits around the country travelling on his bike; another was an NRI who revolutionized the teaching methodology and many more.

One of the speakers was Archana Londe who runs a wonderful organization called “Dirty Feet “ along with my friend NIvedita. They conduct village tours for kids below the age of 6-15 exposing them to the rich culture and heritage of the rural life. While she was going through her talk show, her surname “ Londe” rang a bell ! I know that it was a wild guess. There might be thousands of people having that surname. My curiosity was aroused and I was dying to meet her and appease it

So, after her talk show, I cornered her and asked her if she belongs to Madhya Pradesh? She replied affirmatively and then I shoot my next question asking her if she has a younger brother called Kartik. She was astounded beyond words. She kept asking me how I know her brother

Well, I was not ready to let the cat out of the bag so easily. I asked her if she has her brother’s phone number and if she can contact him that moment. She agreed happily with an amazed expression in her eyes

She called him and asked if he knows a lady called Sunita Prasad from Andhra Pradesh . He replied positively. She handed over the phone to me and I spoke to Kartik  for the first time inspite of knowing him for 2 years. He too was in shock. We spoke for a few minutes. Archana was waiting with bated breathe to know the truth

Here comes the twist! The World is indeed a small place! When I told Archana the reason behind knowing Kartik. She was totally zapped

Kartik was my scrabble partner on Facebook. We played many games together on Scrabble Worldwide for nearly two years. Last year facebook replaced the game with Mattle’s scrabble which is boring indeed! I lost touch with Kartik after that. I usually never add scrabble partners in my friends list. Kartik did ask me many times to add him, but I was persistent with my principles.

Due to some unavoidable circumstances, my friend couldn’t come to pick me up and I was in a real dilemma. I am not much used to travelling in Hyderabad and it was already past 9 pm. Luckily Archana and her husband came forward to drop me at Begumpet as they were going to Tarnaka. It was a day full of surprises.

Indeed It’s a small world! Imagine meeting an unknown person related to one of my virtual friends!

This is in response to the Wednesday Prompt It’s a small world.
by Shilpa Garg. 


She felt the grainy floor bite into her back. She cringed with pain. The nauseated smell on her battered body spoke about the gloomy night. Night of dread, wordy carnage and stinging blows.

How can life be so cruel? How can he treat her so inhumanly? This is not the person whom she married.

They were friends before marriage and after walking the altar faced life’s adversities with a smile and let destiny take them in its fold.

Her soul stigmatized by the vows. She is forever scarred. The one whom she loved turned into a stranger during the night!

 A 100 word drabble written on the prompt “Strangers in the night” at Write Tribe

Wednesday, January 8, 2014

My Moppet

Sisters are always precious. I have three younger siblings and I love them to bits. Being the eldest married quite early and couldn't spend much time with them especially, the last two. The youngest one was born when I was 16. She is a few years older than my daughter. We call her munni, but she likes to be called Richa :P

She is a sweetie-pie in the family. She is a lot like me. Mischief included! My little moppet is about to walk the aisle in a few months. I am so happy for her for finding her soulmate. 

Sunday, January 5, 2014

My Resolutions in Transit

It is that time of the year,when everybody starts asking the perennial question  " What is you New year resolution?" Seriously, I could never understand this penchant for making a new set of resolutions for the coming 365 days!How many of us do adhere to these resolutions?. I have been a defaulter as long as I remember :D

2013 had been a year full of ups and downs. There were bad days when life looked bleak and the mind somersaulted in the darkest crevices of pain, and rejuvenated in the spring of hope as the year closed in.

The best part was attending some wonderful book launches in Hyderabad. One was for my book launch FAMILY MATTERS and the other was, award function of RAED LEAF POETRY. These two occasions brought back the sagging spirit to the fore and let me introspective on the positive side of sustenance.

I do have certain dreams, which might get fulfilled if time or health supports.I always long for so many things which I couldn't in the drudgery of forced servitude. But there is a huge to-do list in 2014 if I am permitted to go ahead with my random thoughts!

First and foremost I need to go after my dream-To qualify NET and then go for Ph.d before I hit half century.

Secondly, I have to catch up with my books, which are lying in the cupboard asking me to go through them. There are loads of them tempting me every morning and evening!

Thirdly, I think, I am getting the travelling flu and a few of my friends are persisting me to backpack along with them :P  I have enrolled in YOUTH HOSTEL ASSOCIATION OF INDIA. Let me see how far this passion materialize.

Lastly, I need to start that blog of my rolling :P

I would like to thank Corinne for pressing the motivation button ;)

Linking this post to the Write Tribe’s Wednesday Prompt.