Some words can really light you up and keep resonating long after the music is gone. My sister, Darshana, shared the lyrics of a fabulous song – I Hope You Dance.
Month: May 2016
The 7 sisters policy…
Somehow the story stayed with me and years later, I ended up informally implementing a seven-sister policy at office where …
Sweet Revenge
And as I looked over my shoulder – hoping it didn’t attract any attention – I saw the familiar sight that my heart longed to see everyday.
My Master & Me
In this journey towards the Self,
All that remains is my master and me.
May the Harley always vroom by your side
On the hubby’s birthday, a short ode to the biker and his Harley.
I Promise
Always inspiring! : “If you are willing to walk into my arms,
If you are willing to live in my heart,
You will find the one you have waited forever….
You will meet yourself in my arms…”
Sending Mrs Funnybones a bouquet of the reddest roses there ever were
Your tweet didn’t seem to reflect that, so I send you the reddest bouquet there ever were…because incase you feel sorry for having rushed into sending out a tweet like that, I wouldn’t want you to hold on to the guilt for too long.
Because the gun shot has wounded us all
Routine is not always a good thing. And perhaps no one feels the pinch of the word more than Mr President, Barack Obama himself.
‘What are my grey hairs for?’
Sometimes as I stare into the heart of the lamp, I remember old times – a memory pops up out of nowhere. And just as the burnt ciders of a match stick fall at the end of its life – the shadow of the memory leaves me.
Death by Selfie: Thou Art Ridicule Us
I was deeply saddened to read the news of young Amandeep who inadvertently shot himself while taking a selfie. Prayers for his family and his soul. I had written a piece last year on selfies, sharing the same. I hope, as we continue to capture beautiful memories, we also practice caution and awareness. Lots of love to all.
The Gift
Tears rolled down her cheeks when she realised. “You remembered the promise you made all those years ago?” she asked…”They’re beautiful, how did you manage? My first ever!”
Begins with me... 