The summer clime is beautiful, the sky so blue that even if you walk alone on the road, you are not lonely.
Summers, they are bright, glittery and beautiful in their own way. So if summers bring fond memories that make your heart go warm…the post justifies that feel.
Well this is the first time I am trying this. Writing my blog while on a train. Well…if you think that it is not a big deal then you gotta know that there is quite a bit of an expertise needed to pen down something…while jostling your elbows with the fellow passengers in aContinue reading “While On a train…”
It was raining outside heavily. It was all grey and white and black and brown and all other colours that you miss in a rainbow, in the gloomy sky. I was there in my study biting the edge of a pen I held in my hand till I realised that I had created quiteContinue reading “A Warm cup of joy”
With the soft dew caressing my bare feet I used to love roaming about in our grassy meadow early in the mornings, feeling like a little princess in my own rights. Nature sure didn’t mind my my early morning vigils and my swooning imagination rather helped me in my early morning escapades. Each momentContinue reading “WINGS”
Computers used to terrify me. Like some Frankenstein tale, coming towards me with gibberish and horror all over it. One of the greatest inventions of mankind was yet an untamed beast for me. I saw the machine for the first time in first standard while at school. I very well remember the glass panes through whichContinue reading “How I met my Computer”
It is love, that is the strongest yet the most gentle force that binds our lives and gives a meaning to our existence…That’s what I’m about to talk about in this post.
Have you noticed how a bright morning in a cold day can make you smile? So it’s a fact that a little sunlight (considering it’s not the hot hot summer, like the really hot atmosphere) might actually help you to uplift your mood and do away with the sullenness. Though personally I kind of loveContinue reading “A Handful of sunshine”
Fireflies had always amused me. I had always kept wondering as a child that whether the yellowish orange light of the insect was real fire. I bet all of us have the same question when we see one,and I was no exception. My grandpa had his own way of telling a story and explainingContinue reading “A jar of fireflies”
I grew up amidst my parents and grandparents, sibling and cousins…a joint family as one calls it. Though you don’t get to see such families a lot these days. Curiously enough our house never had a name plate. I think it’s because there were too many opinions and my grandfather, the eldest of theContinue reading “Growing Up”