2012 PaperTigers Reading the World Challenge. One look at her and you would know she was up to something! The impish grin, twinkle in her eyes. With no one watching, the little girl popped the lollipop into her mouth and continued her hopscotch. She jumped, turned around and faced her mother standing there. She was caught and her face reddened! This fiction post is part of the Drabble Week.

Maine tere liye hi saat rang ke sapne chune. Thursday, December 8, 2016. Wednesday, March 12, 2014. BTW, he holds the next best record too. Junk, and sit down together to eat a well balanced meal.

Wednesday, August 29, 2012. A Healthier and Happier 2012. This will not only make us healthier but will also set a good example for our little daughter to follow in her life. It has been 8 months now and I feel good knowing that my relationship with food is only getting healthier and stronger each day. So I am sure it.

This blog is as a result of immense inspiration from various decor magazines, several interesting blogs and websites and obviously few creative people I have met! Monday, June 8, 2015. I am out of hibernation! After almost a year! Will update you with some pictures from my latest travel to few places in Tamilnadu. We did a road trip to Karaikudi, Madurai, Rameshwaram and Kodaikanal. The house starts at one road and ends on another.

Friday, 3 January 2014. Is it the history that makes us or we make the history? Some people believe that history is what makes us while some believe we make our own history. What do you think? But how important is to cling onto it? May be a little? Or maybe not at all! How do you know it is time to let go or it is worth fighting for? Because it is important to remember that our today is going to make our tomorrow. So how do we let go the past and move onto future? It was a moment of fear.

A journal, a baby book, and a way for me to share my life. Sunday, October 16, 2016. Its been almost 24 hours that you turned six but it has yet not sinked into me. Six, the age of being politically correct, the age of perfection. The age of saying things as they are. Of doing things as they should be done. I should be delighted, but strangely, I am not. I love it when you say things the way they are not.