Quarantine incognito – Secret Goals Achieved

I very clearly remember, as if it were yesterday, hiding behind the pale yellow striped wooden door of my aunt’s balcony, holding a small silver scissor (that is still there at my mum’s place) trying to snip my own fringes. Being a hairdresser was a secret childhood obsession. I was always caught. Well mostly! Seems …

The Unspoken Accord

There are a handful, who would be with you for whoever you are, not for where you come from, nor what work you do, not for you achievements or the favours you could bestow upon them. These are the souls we seek, ironically these are the ones we fail to recognise. It’s like finding an …

Rab

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Fidgety uncle on the flight and random thoughts

It is 11th October 2019. Amitabh Bachchan’s birthday, that he gladly shares with my father, ahem, “happy birthday Papa.” I am returning from my husband’s farmhouse in Jharsuguda, Odisha with a part of the immediate family. The part of the immediate family travelling comprises of the legally wedded husband, the six year old vibrantly inquisitive …

Sindoor khela by Debanjali Biswas

A write up by my friend Debanjali Biswas No matter how exotic and photogenic it looks, sindoor khela is not as beautiful as it appears to be. It is remains of unjust ritualistic laws of a society once dominated by strong patriarchal values. I’m not a feminist but certain experiences have made me stop and …

The Causeway Across The Comfort Zone

I have been carrying something heavy, that I need to let go, but the address it needs to be dropped off at, is far beyond my comfort zone. So here I am trying to run, jump, walk and crawl to the other side of the causeway, that doesn’t seem safe, peaceful or even endurable – …

The Pursuit of Benevolence

It was 17th July 2019, half past two, steaming hot afternoon, in Kolkata. I was stuck in this horrific, terrifying traffic jam at the Park Circus 7 point crossing. The car was air conditioned. Husband and I were fetching daughter from school. We were heading straight to City Centre Mall, for ordering my new pair …

The Art Of Choosing Life

She tried too hard NOT TO BREATHE, to give up on herself, to strangle herself into the arms of Death. While waiting for her soul to depart, she could witness her entire life in a flash, including the greatest love. Her treasured golden voice, that could have vanquished the world. She was about to let …

Blinding Beauty

The form of beauty is so beguilingly blinding, That we seldom look beyond it. The skill, the art, the love, all dwell in disguise, While our shallow mortal beings rejoices ©️Thoughts just curious Neha Jhunjhunwala

Declutter the mind

The epiphany while decluttering – That we had once treasured, may not be precious at all – Neha J Coprights©️Thoughts just curious

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