Gharonda

My earliest memory of a diwali gharonda is from my dadighar (paternal grandparents’ house) where my dadaji (grandfather) had got a permanent gharonda made with concrete. Although I don’t have a picture of the gharonda, it is etched in my memory. As a four-year-old I was totally fascinated by the two-storey structure with a balcony and neat little steps leading up to it from the ground floor. There were windows and doors and the gharonda looked so real. Every year it got a fresh coat of whitewash and looked as good as new.

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

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

Dawn

She slowly picked up the pieces and tried to live as Sameer would have wanted her to. He liked to see her smile and be happy. She kept him alive in her heart. She had never imagined life without him. Yet, some days when she returned to an empty house, she did long for company.