How the Society in Future Could be

When I was in college, I read a short story. I can't recollect the title or author but I do remember the story very well. It was a Utopian futuristic story. It talked about a future society without the concepts of money, property and marriage. After reading the synopsis of the story if any of …

We lost the Anchor of the Family

I lost my Baro Mama (eldest maternal uncle) on Monday. He was ninety years old and bedridden since quite some time. In a way it was good that he was relieved of the pain, however, we not only lost our Uncle but the anchor of our family. He was like that huge and ancient banyan …

The Lost Joy of Letter Writing #MondayMusings

I loved old-fashioned letters written with a pen on paper, I loved the texture of the paper, the postage stamp, the envelope with the address of a street or lane from an unknown city, the handwriting of the sender, the fragrance, the stamps of post offices, everything. But, Alas!! Nobody writes such a letter these …

When My House Flooded #writebravely #WTFOW2018

I was newly married and living abroad. One morning, I got a frantic call from my dad’s part-time maid. She said “Didi, there have been heavy rains and our neighbourhood flooded. Your dad has got a high fever. He is unable to get up from the bed and the whole house is filled with drain-water.” …

Beyond Last Wish #WTFOW2018

My dad’s grandmother’s sister was a child widow. She got married when she was seven years old and became a widow at nine. She absolutely had no memory of her married life. She didn’t even have a photo of her husband. All her life she stayed as a leftover member of the family. Her brother’s …

What a Day? Valentine’s Day

My better half is the kind of person who remembers to forget things. If he goes to the market with a grocery list containing 12 items then conveniently he would buy only the first four happily omitting the remaining eight. Even the first four would have a warped destiny. For example, if his grocery list …

I am Sixteen

“I am sixteen going on seventeen I know that I’m naive” I believe I never grew beyond sixteen. I am as naive as I was when I was sixteen however I wish to stay this naive forever. Feeling young at heart is what keeps me going. Sixteen was the age when I used to live …

26/11 and a True Story

Today is the twenty sixth day of November. I shall remember this day to my grave. Probably, many other Mumbaikars would do the same. This is one of the darkest days in the history of Mumbai and for me this is the scariest day of my life. This day gives me shivers even nine years …

Lost Movie Tickets: An Example on How to Write a Memoir #memoir

When a young girl in her mid twenties decides to shift to a different city to live on her own, parents as well as friends, relatives and neighbours get anxious. They start worrying about her security, even though the girl feels extremely liberated to be free after two decades of parental monitoring. When I was …