Two women Reena and Rosie are writers. Both are word miners who dream to paint their worlds with words. Rosie is young and her writing style, akin to her vivacious persona, is full of hope. Her optimistic eyes envision a world that is filled with beauty and magnanimity. She lives in a big city, alone,… Continue reading Two women
The Healer
Magi works in a luxury hotel spa. She is an expert in aromatherapy oils and herbal massages. Her vast knowledge of natural remedies and medicinal baths surprises and impresses her extensive list of clientele and is the reason they keep coming back to her for more. Two drops of lavender oil on the pillow would… Continue reading The Healer
Follow your heart
The late afternoon sun poured through the window and fell on the varnished wooden floor in narrow strips. Colouring books and crayons lay across the dusty pink rug where he was propped up on his elbows with his tiny chin resting in his hands, eyes gazing intently at the outlines of farm animal illustrations on… Continue reading Follow your heart
Little Wings
He was filling the empty white spaces between the green and purple squiggly lines with a red crayon when the throaty cooing sound coming from the window sash distracted him. He hastily walked to the closed window, stood on tiptoes and peered out. The plump pigeon, with a short stout shimmering neck and a thin… Continue reading Little Wings
Lipstick Diaries-A Personal Blog
Something amazing happened to me a few days ago. I was at a cosmetics store browsing through lipsticks when a shy elderly lady, accompanied by her husband, entered and asked the twenty-something sales attendant to show her lippies in ‘muted’ shades. After disinterestedly toying with the ‘subdued’ colours for a few minutes, she gingerly picked… Continue reading Lipstick Diaries-A Personal Blog
Love without a reason
She closed her eyes, took a deep breath and felt the salty sea air brushing against her face, rustling her wavy locks of hair. Her lips stretched into a smile as she dug her toes deep into the squishy sand. The gentle waves lapped at her feet as if trying to tell her a secret.… Continue reading Love without a reason
Comfort Food
She slowly turned the knob around, the latch spring recoiled and the door creaked open. She peeked in without making a noise and caught a glimpse of her roommate lounging on the couch looking distraught and heartbroken- mascara smeared cheeks, vacant gaze, and eyelids swollen from hours of crying incessantly. “Ah, not again!” she sighed… Continue reading Comfort Food
