Father’s Day: Dearest Papa, Bless Me So I Can Give Maa Joys That I Could Not Give You.

Dearest Papa, There is a lot that I have to say to you. You were right there. Right around me somewhere all the time. But, I never laid my eyes on you even once, unless I needed something. I don't even remember when the last time I professed my love to you. You were never … Continue reading Father’s Day: Dearest Papa, Bless Me So I Can Give Maa Joys That I Could Not Give You.

Nugget-16: I Just Had To Be A Better Son.

“There is no way out.`” My head kept regurgitating that to me. That was the only thought playing back and forth over and over again in my mind. I thought I could will myself to death with those words. But, I could not. I had a mother. I had to get better. For her, I … Continue reading Nugget-16: I Just Had To Be A Better Son.

Nugget-14: Console A Friend Who Has Just Lost A Parent.

Ever since ninth grade, we had been a closely knit cohort of four friends. It would not be wrong to say that we were the best of friends back then who did everything together. We were so close, that even our parents used to treat us like their own. But, as time grew, so did … Continue reading Nugget-14: Console A Friend Who Has Just Lost A Parent.

Nugget-6: What Makes Me Beautiful?

Some time back while surfing on Quora I came across a question- "What makes you beautiful?" It wondered what actually makes me appear that way to a person? And, then I came up with following conclusion in my head. I hope the reader embraces the thoughts expressed and also finds value addition with this read. … Continue reading Nugget-6: What Makes Me Beautiful?

This will be my gift to my Maa on her 25th Anniversary!

My Greetings to my Gods! I have seen you fight, love, hug and shout at each other. I have been a witness to a lot of ugly moments and times when you both were not in a great shape. But, each time you both inspired me. How? By coming back together with much more understanding, … Continue reading This will be my gift to my Maa on her 25th Anniversary!

… Every Indian Mother …

I would wake up at 6 to find out that she woke up at 5 to prepare me breakfast and get me ready for school. When I would return from school, she would feed me hot food and delicious icy-cool lassi (sweetened buttermilk). Then I would go to sleep while she would collect my school … Continue reading … Every Indian Mother …