Every time I visit my in-laws, they show me many old photographs from their photo albums. Photographs of their trips, old dogs, celebrations and special moments that they hold so dearly. Each photo album looks like a book of short story collections, narrating to me my husband’s childhood that I haven’t seen. Each of those photographs stands out in my memory. The way he dressed. The way he was celebrated on his 10th birthday. Continue reading “Quest for An Inner Selfie”
“The fact that love comes with expectations annoys me .”my friend M said to me.
“No, it sets you free , it makes you winner , everywhere! “I said to her, with eyes filled with teen-age hopes. Continue reading “Unseen camaraderie”
Last three weeks were so hectic ; I was busy , so busy in doing everything I wanted to do for a long time. In my own world , the word “busy” has another meaning ; it means ” happy”.
BUSY == HAPPY.
Once upon a time , on a Friday , for Weekly Photo Challenge on WordPress I thought of checking some 
old photographs I clicked in other countries. What happened next was inevitable , or so. I spent hours checking all happy moments from my past , then went to mail inbox and checked old mails . Soon , after 4 hours , I remembered I have a present, a beautiful present that I forgot for four hours. Continue reading “When Life Is The Present.”
So, it’s a rainy Monday. Continue reading “When It Rains.”
