A community on Instagram trying to create a safe space for all. Continue reading Souls that Listen
There was no point in fighting. Continue reading Fight – Six Word Story
With a pencil, a blue gel pen and a compass in my hands, I began drawing the circles on a white sheet. I was upset that I couldn’t make the circles as per the measures given. Continue reading 6 lessons I re-learnt in a Mandala workshop
I recently started my daily journal on Notion. Here I share my template of the journal… Continue reading On starting a daily journal… yet again
There is a painting.
Everybody is happy in it.
It is such a beautiful painting.
But that girl there,
She is crying. Continue reading The (beautiful) paintings
A couple of days ago, I recalled another incident that I was not planning to put into my story.
I want to honest with the story, then why was I planning to skip it?
My brain has killed the “most important” detail of the incident. The “WHAT?” question. Continue reading Should I write about an incident whose ‘most important’ detail my brain has killed?
There are times when we want to do nothing. But is doing nothing easy? Continue reading Doing Nothing
I have stopped writing it for a while as I am trying to work out a bit on the structure of the incidents. I don’t want to go put events in the order that they happened. I want it to be more how you start with one thing and then you get into another thing and then you dive deeper and deeper. It should look like how a mind works. Continue reading I should write more because my brain buries more memories than I think
i learned what is
love, when i understood the
meaning of self love Continue reading Let it be
Isn’t it too easy for us to keep our story aside because it’s not urgent? Or because we are not getting paid to write it? Or because we are waiting for the right time to start writing it? Continue reading Why is it so difficult to write your story?
“Sushant Singh Rajput,” a message from my colleague read.
I sent question marks in reply.
“Suicide.” Continue reading Destigmatising conversations around suicide and mental health: I’m a human before I’m a journalist
The first time I weaved words
It turned out to be a poem
It was by chance
That I found I could express
My emotions on paper Continue reading Why do I write?
Social Distancing Day 60 (May 13, 2020)
This was Mommy Birthday Special cake baked by my sister. I can only take the photo credits. It was yummier than it looks in the photo. Continue reading Moments #70
Connecting with blogger friends on Zoom and Skype calls Continue reading When your words got voices – Zabardast Zoom-Skype Sundays
“What gives you genuine happiness?” Continue reading My happiness is more important than your expectations
“I am beautiful. I am amazing. I love myself.” Continue reading I love myself… Our Garden of Gratitude #17
I found a safe space, where I could be me, in a friend. He did not judge me. All he did was listen to me. He always assured me that all will be right one day. He didn’t have to say it aloud. All he did was to make me feel it. But it did not happen that day. Continue reading When I stopped worrying and started taking control of my problems
Irut nominated me for the Vincent Ehindero Blogger Award last month. Thanks Irut! She’s a woman full of life who’s sharing bits and pieces of her life at Glittercut. Continue reading Vincent Ehindero Blogger Award
All I had to do was to put hand hands on paper and draw an outline of both my hands. Then in the left hand’s sketch, I had to write five things I have to let go and in the right hand’s sketch, note down the things I want to hold on to. All the 10 things have to be written in the fingers and thumbs. Then you’ve to assign a colour to those things. Continue reading 5 things to let go and 5 things to hold on
There was a chapter on a squirrel named Gillu in my Class 6 or 7 Hindi book. I don’t remember what it was. I think I drew this one when I was in Class 8, that was back in 2008. Continue reading Gillu – The squirrel