Today is day 2 of the 7 Days to Rediscovering Your Blogging Groove at the Write Tribe. And today we are answering a question. The question I am going to answer is What if I die now? Yes, it is a strange question. And no, I have
Write Tribe is hosting 7 Days To Rediscovering Your Blogging Groove. Check it out. Today we are writing a list. There are a lot of things I want to do. Well, I’m not going to list all of it here today. Here is a few. 1.
Two years back, around the end of November I found out that there is something called NaNoWriMo – National Novel Writing Month held in November annually. NaNoWriMo was about writing a novel in the month of November by posting every day for the month of
Now this is an area where I can’t boast off, because I never had any celebrity crush! Not when I was little, not when I was growing up, not even now. During my school/college days all my friends were madly in love with the Bollywood
“Amma, I want to get married.” “You can get married when you are a big boy like Acha(dad). See, you are so little now. I have to drop and pick up you at the school. When you grow big and start going to work like
Monday I opened my eyes to see that I have been nominated for the Liebster Award by Shanx. Tuesday morning I found out that my article “The Working Delusions” got published in Women’s Web. On Wednesday I got nominated for the Liebster Award by Anamika.
I always wanted to become a working woman. This love to work started from my school days. I dreamed about finding job and building a house of my own than about meeting the prince charming. In fact meeting prince charming was never in my list. Those
Blogging has given me an opportunity to connect with other people. Random people, living in different corners of the world, but holding similar views as mine. When someone new comments on my blog I feel heavily appreciated. The pleasure all these random strangers brings just
This week my little boy started his schooling. He was very much excited to go to school, the new uniform and book bag added more enthusiasm to his already excited mind. I had mixed feelings though – happy to see his excitement, nervous about his new
The first time I heard the word gay was during the English class while learning the poem Daffodils by William Wordsworth. The meaning of gay was taught as happy, lively, etc. I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o’er vales and hills, When