I often think doors are veils to homes. Each have a distinct character, speaking volumes of the people living behind the door. It’s fun to guess what could possibly be behind a door — an array of secrets, emotions, and mysteries. A home with laughter, heartaches, hopes, banter, and more. Divyakshi Gupta
The other day, mom and I had a girl to girl talk as we looked over old pictures. We talked about her childhood and what she liked the most, as well as what she hated the most. Continue reading ““I don’t want you turning out like your grandmother””
I was inspired to write about this life event by my blogosphere friend’s post ‘A matter of taste’ Continue reading “I’ll have the tomato juice, please”
The dictionary definition of ‘luck’ is “success or failure apparently brought by chance rather than through one’s own actions”. Continue reading “Luck comes in different shapes and forms”
My whole life has been a big “work in progress”.
And it started early, in school. Mom would always pester me about “being like the other kids”. It didn’t matter if she meant act like them, dress like them, speak like them, or ever get same grades as them. Continue reading “Work in progress”