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Home Everywhere
As it is a well-established fact that I am a South Indian trapped in the body of a North Indian, I was understandably looking forward to my Kerala trip. I am yet to meet that one person in my life who would look at me and guess I am a Punjabi and not a South Indian....
Why Lipstick Under My Burkha Doesn’t Set A Bad Example Or Any Example At All!
I liked the movie and wouldn’t have thought of writing this blog if there wasn’t a big debate on this movie on social media, largely around the Rehana story line. The points of criticism being how the movie got women empowerment all wrong, how feminism is not about...
Puzzle
She was late by two minutes to give him breakfast He yelled at her She yelled at him She yelled at the maid He yelled at the doorman The maid yelled at the dog The doorman cursed under his breath So they lost ten more minutes He, to be on his way to the workshop on...
Short Story: The Formula
It wasn’t my first trip to India. But every time I come here, I am full of nostalgia, a very quaint sense of cheer… and questions. Yes, questions too. I do love India. Even though I have been living abroad for 20 years now. Perhaps more because of it. I haven’t seen...
Bubbles
Oh, this beautiful world of bubbles, I am in a bubble, You are in a bubble, Everybody is in a bubble. Oh, my bubble is better than yours, My bubble is prettier than yours, Your bubble is more colorful than mine, Your bubble is a bit nicer than mine. My bubble looks...
Just Love…
Yes, I see rainbows Yes, the smile never leaves I smell roses that don’t exist Magic my heart believes It’s the way you look at me It’s the way you make me feel My heart goes aflutter My whole being wants to kneel Yes, I am high on love A little insane maybe It’s the...
Short Story : Tryst
It took a long while to sink in. It was really HIM. Him? How can he barge into her life now like this? Suddenly? Just like that? After ages? At an airport! She wasn’t ready for this. Though she had played this very scenario in her mind umpteen times, it was nothing...
ਚੁੱਪ ਚੁਪੀਤੀ ਅਰਦਾਸ
ਲੋਕੀ ਭਰ ਟੋਕਰੇ ਤੇਰੇ ਦਰ ਤੇ ਆਉਂਦੇ ਮੈਂ ਪੂਰੀ ਖ਼ਾਲੀ ਹੋਈ ਤਾਂ ਆਈ ਜਦ ਮੈਂ ਵੀ ਮੈਂ ਨਾ ਰਹਿ ਗਈ ਵਿੱਚੋਂ ਤੇ ਮੇਰੀ ਰੂਹ ਅੰਮ੍ਰਤ ਨੂੰ ਤਰਹਾਈ ਮੜ੍ਹਕਾਂ ਛੁੱਟ ਗਈਆਂ ਮਾਣ ਟੁੱਟ ਗਏ ਤਖ਼ਤਾਂ ਬਹਿੰਦੀ ਜਿੰਦ ਭੂੰਜਿਓਂ ਚਾਈ ਹੰਝੂ ਵੀ ਸੁੱਕ ਗਏ ਹੋਕੇ ਵੀ ਮੁੱਕ ਗਏ ਕਰ ਲਿਆ ਸਬ ਜੋ ਮੈਂ ਕਰ ਪਾਈ ਹੁਣ ਤੂੰ ਹੈਂ ਤੇ ਮੇਰੀਆਂ ਪਥਰਾਈਆਂ ਅੱਖਾਂ...
The Tao of Sanil 8: Getting Born
After all the hullabaloo and hard work for Sanil’s 10th birthday party was over, and we were lazing about basking in the afterglow of job(s) done well, I asked him (a pretty simple and deserving question, I’d say): “So how did you like them? The first ten years of...
Broken and Lovable
Do you throw away what is broken? If not from your life then from your heart? Can something be broken yet lovable? Can scars be beautiful? Scars that life bestows upon Sometimes as grace sometimes as riddle Or perhaps always as grace, sometimes hidden as riddle...
Dinakshi
