A Thirsty road

Article in Kinooze last week - The recent floods in Chennai took us all by surprise, yet it's nothing new to see metropolitan city roads submerged under knee-deep water when the rains come calling. Can we do something about it?   http://kinooze.com/roads-that-absorb-water-like-sponge/

‘A City Fit for Royals’ by Shweta Sinha #TheCityasMuse Special Mention

This article of mine comes at the heels of a great personal loss. Nanaji… whose tales I grew up upon and who finds a mention here as well… this is for you.

ramblinginthecity

As an IT professional, Shweta Sinha has been to several places around the world. When what is seen is not enough, she loves conjuring up worlds through her writing. Her stories and articles have been published on Kinooze.com, a children’s news website, and in Woman’s Era. There’s more from her at https://shwetasheel.wordpress.com. An avid reader, Shweta believes books complete her world that she otherwise shares with her husband, two boys, parents and an aquarium full of colourful fishes.

Comment: Shweta’s intensely personal and emotional piece on Kathmandu delves deep into nostalgia, but leaves a mark by making a poignant statement about the ethos of her city.

A CITY FIT FOR ROYALS

Houses crumbling to dust, the air resounding with haunting cries, historic monuments turning to history – these images rocked the world only months ago. While they shook every heart, mine bled with an unfamiliar angst. For the city of…

View original post 475 more words

Whatsapp ‘mess’enger

Whatsapp is slowly becoming a nuisance of sorts. Why can't there be controls, esp. over making groups? On the contrary, whatsapp has been increasing the number of members that can be added - currently standing at 256. Do you also find this irritating and in dire need of control?

AN EYE FOR AN EYE

her trembling hands couldn't even hold them for a minute. They dropped to the floor and scattered with the wind from the whirring fan. Sweat beads dripped down her forehead and soaked her kurta. "I'll show her!" She grit her teeth and clenched her stubby fingers, digging her long painted nails into her skin.

From the archives: Our journey to Yash Chopra Land – III

“Koi Shikwa agar ho, aur shikayat agar ho… humse gila karo, par tum mila karo. Haan maine bhi pyar kiya hai….” Crooned the music system of a car coming in our direction. Abhishek B and Karisma K danced in front of my tired eyes. We never believed God would hear our prayers so soon.

From the archives: Our journey to Yash Chopra Land – II

Continuing from where I left off.... A travelogue from my archives. (Read previous post here - https://shwetasheel.wordpress.com/2015/08/09/from-the-archives-our-journey-to-yash-chopra-land-i/) ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Switzerland…. here I come Our city, Brugg, was exactly 34 minutes from Zurich airport or Flughafen (I was already learning the language) by Bahn, I mean, train. The journey gave me a preview of what I was …

From the archives: Our journey to Yash Chopra Land – I

Putting out my very first write-up / travelogue that I shared around with my friends and family - way before blogging came into being. Presenting Part -I ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ When Shailu had got this assignment for Switzerland, I had never thought of it that way. As the kind of one-song trips our Bollywood artistes make. It …

Retribution

Charu thrashed playfully in the water. "Save me! Save me!" "Quit it, Charu. Let me read." "Riya, why don't you atleast dip your feet?" "With my limp? Huh!" "What limp?" Charu chuckled, then took another dip. A swim in the river were her favourite summer past-time. Riya grimaced at her twin, then turned her gaze …

From the archives – The league’s day out at Ocean Park

Disclaimer All incidents narrated here are non-fictional. Any resemblance to persons living is purely intentional. Their tanned faces tell a story. A story of courage and endurance; a tale of bravery and perseverance. They dared tread those paths where few like to venture in. Yes, this is the saga of the journey into the liquid …

I read the new Amish book …

Years ago, when I was a kid in class eight or nine, my school library bought a series of books in Hindi by Narendra Kohli called the 'Ram Katha'. As the name suggested, the books retold what I already knew from my parents, grandparents and Ramanand Sagar - the story of Ram or the Ramayan. …