She was in the business of words. She knew of no one else who kept track of every word written, said and imagined. "You live in your own little world," they said with disapproval. It was true and she saw no better place to live. Living in her own world, with her hundreds of stories,…Read more A Writer’s World
Was she supposed to dislike herself every day? The other girls at school acted like she was the ugliest person they'd ever seen. "You'd be a good catch if you weren't so fat," one said. And then another one thought that she was too big. "Are girls supposed to be small, Mom?" She asked finally…Read more A Big Girl
She watched the rain from the window. Her cheeks were wet with tears just as the ground outside was darkened by the downpour. Maybe it was a respite for some, but this little girl worried about the homeless people and animals outside. "I wish I could stop the rain," she told him. He was not…Read more Adopt – Don’t Shop
What are you holding on to? Do remember that nothing stays. What are you hoping for? Do remember what is now. What are you regretting today? Never forget that time has moved.
It was her birthday. "Make three wishes," the eager parents said. She knew the answer. "I wish for new books. I wish for a strawberry cake," she said. "And the last wish?" Her mother asked, expecting her to ask for a pink dress. But she wanted something that they couldn't give her. "I wish my…Read more Three Wishes
"They think I'm strange," she lamented. The mother smiled. She had heard the same about herself. "You're not strange, child. You are different," she explained. The girl thought silently before asking, "Is being different good?" She answered the question herself; "I am happy and that's all that matters, right Mom?"
One day a classmate asked me, “Where is your lunch?” I told her that I had already had it and went back to my fake laughter and smiles. The others chatted and laughed while they ate from their tiffin boxes. Some brought samosas or ice cream from outside the gate. My hunger pangs got worse…Read more Another Excerpt from Just me, the Sink & the Pot