Death is not just a permanent passing or non existence of a person. We die every day and every moment. We die every time a relation ceases to exist or a relation has undergone paramount changes. Every time when we connect with someone deeply, it isn’t that we like the other person or love the…
Category Archives: Life
Being Inspired by the Ordinary..
For Far too long we have looked for Motivation, Courage, Inspiration from successful people, be it in the field of Business, Sports, Science etc. We look up to those few individuals who have made name, fortune and reached a pinnacle in their respective fields. I don’t intend to take anything away from their achievements and…
Its been a while…
I wrote my last and only story about 2 years back in 2019. That is when I actually decided to share my thoughts. Ironically after writing the story and publishing it I vanished, never to return to the web to check until today. Perhaps because I feared being judged, vulnerable and rejected. This may sound…
Myth
“THE UNSAID WORDS WITH U”
Spell (learn to read)
Life- Mixture of Good and Bad Memories
Importance

Who is important for you? For whom are you important? These two questions fairly sum up every individual’s life. If you have people who make you feel important, involved and loved you are happy. You love those people back and care for them. This builds up a confidence in you that yes you are needed,…
Interview with Ruskin Bond at The Kolkata Literary Meet

Ruskin Bond, an Indian author of British descent, is an eminent contemporary writer. He prolifically authored inspiring children’s books and was awarded the Sahitya Akademi Award to honor his work of literature. Born on May 19, 1934, in Kasauli, India, he was the son of Edith Clarke and Aubrey Bond. He lives with his adopted family…
Mini: Part-5

Night passed. All the students were so tired that they slept soundlessly. Next morning they woke up and got ready to see Shimla. Mini was very small but still, time and circumstances had made her mature before her age. Unlike other fellow-mates, she loved silence and the unspoken words of nature. She would often gaze…