• Gym woes

    Life’s been good Treating me well So good, in fact, That I’ve started to swell   Sitting all day On a comfortable chair And the rest of the time Sleeping away   No walks, no rides No physical exercise Just sitting and eating Burgers and fries   And so, my…

  • Service with a smile

    I love going out. I love dressing up and going out to dinner, or even just getting a cup of coffee at my favourite café. I like the idea of making an occasion out of food, especially when I’m dining out. For me, it’s all about the experience – I…

  • TGIF

    It’s Friday night And work is done Everyone’s heading out For some fun I glance at my watch It’s a quarter to eight I’ll stick around for a bit Then make my escape I think to myself I must be getting old There used to a time When I hated…

  • Mid week musings

    I like Wednesdays They give me hope With Friday two days away I know I can cope! Wednesdays are like Half time in a match You’re halfway through the game And now you can relax Wednesdays are great To stop and take a break Reward yourself and celebrate With coffee…

  • Morning

    I open my eyes It’s 6 in the morning My husband’s up And I’m still yawning. My blue yoga mat In the corner sits I close one eye And squint at it. That blessed thing Is covered with dust And my mind and body Are going to rust. I turn…

  • Happiness is … A balcony garden!

    I love spring time! The weather is perfect, and flowers are in full bloom everywhere I look. The sky is just the perfect shade of blue interspersed with fluffy, white, cotton-candy clouds. This year, I got myself a few potted plants for my balcony. Little did I realise how much…

  • An Ode to Love 

    (I wrote this poem over 10 years ago, and it was first published in The Teenager Magazine in their June 2007 issue.) It was autumn all around; The trees shed their leaves and they fell to the ground. The lovers stood beneath, while from above, Quietly fell the leaves of…

  • Not Meant to Be

    “I’m leaving”, he said angrily. She turned and looked at him, blinking her sleepy eyes. “Not again!”, she groaned. She knew he was hurt. Last week, she had promised to give it another try, she really wanted this to work. She knew it was really important to him and he…

  • If I were a poet

    If I were a poet, and could paint pictures with my words I’d paint you a lovely picture of a forest full of birds Where birds of different feathers flock together And live in peace and harmony, come fair or foul weather My picture would show you all the lessons…

  • Becoming a morning person

    I’ve never been much of a morning person. Getting out of bed before 9 a.m. has always been a serious struggle. In spite of the fact that I grew up in household where people would start waking up at 5 a.m. to enjoy a cup of tea before facing the…

  • Sunday morning shenanigans: The Breakfast

    Sunday morning dawned bright and early and the husband and I were up and ready-to-go at 6 am sharp. We had an errand to run (read: drop family at railway station) and then we would head out for a nice breakfast in the city – Delhi in the spring time…

  • ​10 things to keep in mind for 2017

    Last night I spent a few minutes thinking about the year that has passed, and the one that lies ahead. There have been ups and downs, calms and storms. That’s part of life, right? The important thing is to learn from your experiences and take away lessons for life. This…

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