Come April and we start wondering about how are we going to spend our precious summer holidays. And by we, I mean I, because quite frankly I am the only crazy one who starts the feverish search for a perfect destination and that too only in the last moment. Being
You know, I have heard this statement more often than I would like to admit, ”Age is just a number”. And don’t worry, I’m not about to repeat that here. Okay, so this past year I turned 40, and let me tell you, if you are thinking that it’s so
Decembers in Chennai are synonymous with music festivals and Kutcheris, and spirituality at its peak with the onset of the auspicious month of Margazhi; As a teenager I had a love-hate relationship with this month as it meant that my mom would wake me up at the crack of dawn,
This Saturday was special as it was the day I was going to attend my first ever bloggers meet at Grand by GRT at Chennai. Meeting fellow bloggers and putting a face to the names which I had known for about a year and a half was definitely something I
Down the memory lane – Newly married to becoming young parents… friendships and everything else in-between: It was an incredibly special time of our life; moving to a foreign land for the first time, learning to run a household, getting to know others with similar stories and waiting for the
I didn’t. Most of us think we know what it means when we hear the word spiritual. It generally translates to a person who is getting closer to ‘sanyasa’ which means letting go of attachments towards worldly possessions for the sake of attaining god. This was my perception too…mostly. I
As we left Chennai behind and drove towards our weekend retreat, a sense of relaxation started to set in. Now let’s just rewind a couple of hours. Of course, all the things that can go wrong on the D Day took its course. We had packed all the possible things
In one of my previous posts “Breaking the invisible barrier”, I had mentioned about this trip. This is in continuation with that, a part II series of that post, if I may say so. Though I had decided to join the all women trip with my friends and colleagues, the
I have nearly stopped reading heavy, serious books. It wasn’t a conscious decision to begin with, though; I don’t know when exactly this started, but slowly somewhere I decided it meddled with my mind and heart so much that I found myself entangled with the character’s turmoil… and ended up
