• Musings

    Wallowing in webinars

    It is time to sleep and I have just changed into my night gown, when the phone rings. It is a Whatsapp call from a family member. You never know who needs what help in these corona…

  • Musings

    The first meal

    April 1999. I was shifting bag and baggage to Sevagram. My husband worked there. Although we had been married for a year, I had a job in Nagpur and he worked in Sevagram. We met during weekends…

  • Musings

    Murder and meditation

    They say it is a good time to catch up with movies you have missed earlier. So I begin watching Raman Raghav 2.0. Nawaz is menacing in the matter-of-factness with which he murders people. But after five…

  • Musings

    Plan, prepare and prime your people

    It will be delusional to believe that you will not be affected by coronavirus. Yes, if you are young and healthy and if you have good immunity, you might end up asymptomatic or escape with mild symptoms.…

  • Musings

    Life in the times of corona

    Parenting has its woes. My struggles are with a teenager who refuses to sit at the dining table with us. Because there is that complex physics or mathematics question which needs to be solved. Almost every call…

  • Musings

    Time for disobedience

    She is interacting with her superiors as she gathers the files. Bowing low, speaking softly, smiling cautiously, as if to avoid accidentally treading on their feet. It is a posture I have seen before. It makes me…

  • Musings

    Board blues

    It is that confusing time of the year. The heat leaves you exhausted when you return from work. Yet, you are hesitant to pack off the thin blankets as there is still the nip in the air…

  • Musings,  Poems

    Forward, forward

    You rub your eyesAnd yelp with gleeAt the images free,There are videos tooGory and new!So forward, forwardAll morning and eveIs it a game or a drug?You just can’t leave! Forward, forwardWhat an amusing game! At level oneYou…

  • Musings,  Poems

    Grey

    Grey As the evening skies Which encircle us. Grey As the smoke billowing Not too far from us. Grey As the glasses Through which Truth turns fuzzy. Grey As the soot Which envelopes Our brittle hearts. Coloured…

  • Musings

    Life’s swimming lessons

    When I was younger and buzzing with energy, there was this unsaid need to keep proving that you were not mediocre. Mediocrity. I detested this word. So thrown into this swimming pool called life, I flapped my…