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She can be bold and brave on the outside, while inside she’s a vulnerable mess. She’s arrogant at times, but I know it’s just a mask to hide her fears and feelings of insecurity. She’s too protective of us, and sometimes gets sick worrying. We sisters dread her scoldings, but we know her love and unconditional care is unmatched anywhere in this world. She is very sentimental, yet finds it difficult to put her concern into the right words. She’s my first expert, and one of the most graceful persons I have ever come across. She is my mother, dearest Mumma. I was very quiet and subdued as a child. I still am. I can imagine how difficult it was for her to deal with an introverted kid, and explain my over excited relatives why I was ever so silent. In my teenage years getting ready for a party or a ceremony where my immediate close cousins wouldn’t be present always made me apprehensive. And she had to appease me in all ways possible to make me attend it. She understood how lone


As I look back, down the memory lane, the last four years of engineering in ITER, I realize how much we have grown up, how much we have evolved- especially mentally, emotionally and psychologically. Life happened, and fate conspired beautifully to make us meet. It gave us lots of fun; innumerable laughters; stressed times with dwindling will and faith- times we supported one another to regain the lost hopes; enough emotional moments to remember; so many pranks, bunks, leg pullings, embarrassing moments and memories to last a lifetime. Words will fall short if I start to tell you what a support system you have been for me. Every little word of encouragement has motivated me, every word of advice and appreciation has meant a lot, and has made my day. Now where do I start. You have cheered me up at times you needed cheering the most. Every sweet scolding helped my self esteem and confidence. You have no idea how many emotional blocks you have helped me through. My present self

So, what now?

Famous Introverts Yes, I'm Quiet.. :D Semesters over, four years of engineering over, successfully completed. Time to bade farewells, say our goodbyes, start a new life leaving friends and all the memories. It's Mysore for me- @Infosys Hope future holds something good, and wish to stay in touch with all my friends. Hope time won't separate us. April A to Z challenge is over. Feels like everything is ending. But yes it's opportunity for the new beginning. I'm reading these two books, drawing constant inspiration from them these days. And watching Angel Eyes, a korean sitcom. Loving the theme song in it, slow yet unforgettable background score . It's a twisted love story about a 20 year old girl who has lost her sight in an accident, and a free spirited unassuming boy who's two years her junior. The first two episodes would take your breath away with it's beautiful depiction of heart warming characters and would compel you to dream of true love o


Love You Mumma... She takes up so many headaches for me, and panics so easily for no reason at all if I don’t pick up her call. She is the ‘go-to’ person in our home when we don’t find a thing in its place. We owe our peaceful mornings and ‘get-ready-to’ times to her. I can’t imagine the chaos that the house would have been in, without her. She is our savior from father’s occasional anger and irritation. Even though we all dislike her nagging, it’s just so adorable. She loves me, and I love her, even though we don’t express it with words that often. She’s aging gracefully if that’s what it can be called. From needing spectacles to read the newspaper, dealing with frequent joint pains, and fighting high blood pressure, she’s gradually equipping herself with all the knowledge that’s required. Her TV time has shifted from daily soaps to watching yoga and healthcare shows in CareWorld and Aastha channel. And since last year she’s been losing weight too. The least I can do eve

Story of Tublu

Book Blurb: Devastated by the floods, Bipin and his little boy Tublu move to a faraway land, where they meet the Sharma’s. This marks the beginning of a long and enduring relationship between Bipin and the Sharma’s, and the growing friendship of their children Tublu and Maina. The book captures the journey of this friendship through childhood to adolescence and into adulthood. From some interesting school and college humor, the story progresses on and develops into a mature narrative. As years pass, Tublu’s plain and silent crush on Maina develops into deep love and longing for Maina which bears the potential to conquer all of life’s challenges. The story has its share of drama, that entertains; humor, that makes one reminisce; love, friendship and emotions that defines the amazing journey that is, life. Book Trailer I liked the story, the innocence of the characters, and the easy plot. It gave me an old world kind of feeling. Though there is not much twist and tur

Reflections #atozchallenge

As I sit down to write this, I wonder and miss, the eventful month that April was. It was my first time taking part in any blogging challenge, and I was not sure if I could even complete it. But I survived and I feel so satisfied with myself on being able to do so. I decided a theme, my favorite one- characters; scheduled a few posts and wrote some on the day itself; read so many bloggers, visited so many new and unique themed posts from around the world, felt inspired and motivated by more than a few. All in all it was a great experience, a whole some one. Next time in April 2016, I hope to come up with another theme close to my heart, and schedule all the posts for better results. :D I would take this opportunity to all the bloggers who visited me, liked my posts, commented and encouraged me to keep it up. It truly means a lot. Thank you, wholeheartedly. What I liked about this challenge is it has very good scope for creativity, and brain storming. Be it fiction or non fiction

Queeristan by Parmesh Sahani

  Queeristan (Amazon Link) Thanks to Audible Free Trial I listened to this amazing non-fiction on LGBTQ inclusion in Indian workplaces. Author Parmesh Sahani identifies as gay Indian, working closely with Godrej higher management and employees for years to create an inclusive workplace, both legally and in spirit. This book is a result of those years of experience, research, collaboration with individuals from difference spectrum of the society and organizations who has successfully transitioned into a queer friendly one.   Indian history is inclusive. From the Khajuraho temple architectures, to Konark to the Rig Veda, there is existing proofs even 2000 years ago of Indian inclusiveness of queer. It’s the draconian British law that criminalised it, which was scraped in 2009, came into effect once again following a sad judgement in 2013 and eventually was scraped off for good in 2018. I am in awe of the lawyers who fought this legal battle- colleagues and partners – Arundhati Katju

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