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The trip was a good decision to get to know and form a bond. After all, without understanding and respect, no relationship can work!
Madhavi kept walking on the beach. The wind was blowing making her earrings tinkle. Her hair was a mess. There was sand in her nails but she couldn’t care less. The wet sand slightly sinking her feet each time she took a step kept making her smile. She finally felt happy and at peace. She looked at the ocean occasionally, her eyes filling with wonder at the thought of its expanse and strength. She loved twilight and today was no different. She kept soaking in every drop of happiness that touched her feet, kept breathing in every ounce of tranquillity that she could. The wind swept her hair across the face. She didn’t try to pull them back.
It seemed after a lot of trials, she was owning herself. With each step that she took, she got more sure of herself. The trip was a good decision to get to know and form a bond. After all, without understanding and respect, no relationship can work! It was dark by the time she turned to head back to the shack which was her final destination of a 7 days long trip with someone special. On arriving back to the shack, she packed her stuff and sat on the beach with the person she had recently fallen in love with. The water kept tingling her feet as the waves gently nudged her to play. There was peace, there was happiness and there was love. She saw the stars, she saw the moon, she saw it making its way from one end to the other and then she saw the sunrise. A new day, a new beginning – was all she could think of, feeling thankful for giving love a chance.
Two days later in Mumbai, she stepped out of her 1BHK apartment, got into a cab and reached her office. During the coffee break, a colleague asked her with a smirk if her trip was with someone special. Madhavi took a sip of the coffee and nodded her head in affirmation before smiling and walking back to her cabin. After many years and long sleepless nights of feeling empty, she had finally met and fallen in love. With herself.
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Rajshri Deshpande, who played the fiery protagonist in Trial by Fire along with Abhay Deol speaks of her journey and her social work.
Rajshri Deshpande as the protagonist in ‘Trial by Fire’, the recent Netflix show has received raving reviews along with the show itself for its sensitive portrayal of the Uphaar Cinema Hall fire tragedy, 1997 and its aftermath.
The limited series is based on the book by the same name written by Neelam and Shekhar Krishnamoorthy, who lost both their children in the tragedy. We got an opportunity to interview Rajshri Deshpande who played Neelam Krishnamoorthy, the woman who has been relentlessly crusading in the court for holding the owners responsible for the sheer negligence.
Rajshri Deshpande is more than an actor. She is also a social warrior, the rare celebrity from the film industry who has also gone back to her roots to give to poverty struck farming villages in her native Marathwada, with her NGO Nabhangan Foundation. Of course a chance to speak with her one on one was a must!
“What is a woman’s job, Ramesh? Taking care of parents-in-law, husband, children, home and things at work—all at the same time? She isn’t God or a superhuman."
The arrays of workstations were occupied by people peering into their computer screens. The clicks of keyboard keys were punctuated by the occasional footsteps moving around to brainstorm or collaborate with colleagues in their cubicles. Most employees went about their tasks without looking at the person seated on either side of their workstation. Meenakshi was one of them.
The thirty-one-year-old marketing manager in a leading eCommerce company in India sat straight in her seat, her eyes on the screen, her fingers punching furiously into the keys. She was in a flow and wanted to finish the report while the thoughts and words were coming effortlessly into her mind.
Natu-Natu. The mellifluous ringtone interrupted her thoughts. She frowned at her mobile phone with half a mind to keep it ringing until she noticed the caller’s name on the screen, making her pick up the phone immediately.
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