A pediatrician by day, writer by night and struggling mom to two boys 24×7. A voracious reader and a dreamer are the qualities that describe me the best!
Hope you enjoy reading my stories.
A possible 3rd wave of COVID, the Delta variant in India, and kids under 18 being unvaccinated while schools may re-open, here's what parents should know.
She was staring at me trying to intimidate me. But I was her daughter, and wouldn’t back down until I got what I wanted. “So you are collaborating with my enemy?” She finally said.
‘Forget me not...’ The loopy writing was neat. She closed her eyes, thinking about the first time she wrote those words on a sheet of paper
Saba always noticed how Razia looked at the little children who played in and around the chawl. That twinkling of her eyes, that wistful smile…
I know that. I know she’s always there for me. It’s because of her that I’m independent. Ambulatory albeit with crutches. And ambitious. She never let me pity myself. Never.
"You do what makes you happy, not what others expect of you, Jomol. And parents will be parents. It’s their job to be worried. Ultimately, the decision will be yours.”
I’m the oldest student in the class, but age is no bar for learning something new right? And you know I can really give those youngsters a run for their money. I’m very good. Even the instructor says so. Payal reached the eight floor of the high rise and stood outside the intricately carved wooden […]
“So that story which you always tell me is true, right? You’ve always told me my story! No wonder I feel so connected to that girl whenever you talk about her…”
"I found madam by that shoe cupboard. She was removing all the shoes and talking. I thought she was talking on phone. Then suddenly, she removed one black sandal with big heels and placed it on the floor and started laughing."
It is our national pastime - poking our noses in other people's personal business, as this list of actual 'advice' the author received during her 2nd pregnancy proves!
She was feeling trapped with all the emotions bottled up inside her. She wanted to share everything with Sagar, but the fear of rejection from him was scaring her.
And now we had no network as well. Going back in the reverse direction was the only thing that we could do. Just as Aditya started reversing the car, I heard a scream.
He reached in a few minutes and saw a young girl waiting exactly where she had described. He also noticed her long black hair flying in the wind and she was really pretty.
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