So I didn't grow up knowing that I'd be a professional writer. All I knew was that I loved to write and that I could impress a few souls with my stories (since elementary school). I did not get a degree or diploma in writing, preferring to let experience move me along, and today, I…Read more 4 Reasons I’m a Writer
Things did not improve as I gained years and kilos. In class three, I had a class teacher who believed that every kid needed a Valentine, so she would let us take turns drawing out our classmates’ names from a bowl. The person’s name we picked up would be our Valentine for the day. I…Read more An Extract from Just me, the Sink & the Pot
Things got more complicated in the ninth standard, when our hormones started acting up. Suddenly, holding hands just wasn’t enough. A school in India wouldn’t allow much room for experimentation. Teachers kept an eye on who sat next to each other and were aware of the current couples and serious crushes. Most of us did…Read more An excerpt from Just me, the Sink & the Pot
Book 3 is on its way to you. It's called Just me, the Sink & the Pot. Inspired by my own experiences as an overweight child and teenager, this novella will take you through one girl's school days. From being fat shamed to wishing for a Valentine, you'll experience the terrible teens. My first book,…Read more Book 3 is coming!
They touched. They stood by each other. Words brought them closer even with different genres. They knew that their home was temporary. An interesting looking species would come and tenderly run fingers over them. And then they were adopted. "Where did they go?" The waiting books wondered.
Her bookshelves decorated the walls. Spines of various colours stood out in the sunshine that came through the windows. She had spent hours here, running her fingers over the titles. If she caught a speck of dust on her beloved possessions, she would clean it away immediately. Only one section bothered her; it was the…Read more Borrowed Books