“Do you only wear white?” a woman I’ve met twice asks me. I pause before replying, “For the moment.” An elderly gentleman who overheard this gently places his arm around my shoulders, his eyes filled with warmth. “It will take some time,” he whispers. There was no conscious decision to […]
The last nineteen days have been unreal. My father, whom I adored, left the earthly realm. Prayers, legalities, and formalities engulf one, creating a haze of activity that barely touches the numbness within. I find myself an observer, detached and floating through the motions. Leaving Delhi’s oppressive heat, I seek […]
As Mother’s Day approaches, I find myself in a reflective mood, contemplating the profound journey of motherhood and the intricate threads that weave through generations. Now, as a grandmother, I am enchanted by the innocence and wonder of my two-and-a-half-year-old grandson as he explores the world around him. Each mischievous […]
In the heart of a bustling metropolis, where skyscrapers reached for the heavens and the streets thrummed with the rhythm of hurried footsteps, a woman named Leela dwelled. Like a seasoned navigator, she traversed the currents of life’s river, embracing its bends and rapids with unwavering resilience. Though outwardly adorned […]
In the intricate mosaic of our shared existence, woven with threads of oppression and struggle, there resides a collective yearning for liberation—a deep-seated longing to break free from the suffocating chains that bind us to the shadows of our past. As women, we have endured centuries of confinement, relegated to […]
I’m super excited,It’s my first pottery-making class.I just love the studio—Large windows, the sun pouring in,I can hardly wait to begin! The formless clay feels good in my hands.I ply and knead it. I feel its warmth, and I relax. Onto the wheel, the clay goes.The wheel spins. My hands […]
In a world where digital communication reigns supreme, yesterday’s encounter with a team member left me feeling like a relic of a bygone era. “I need you to handle the mailing of these cards, addressing them, and mailing them,” I instructed. To my surprise, her response was unexpected: “You will […]
They playfully dub us “The Old Guard,” as if we’re the guardians of ancient relics rather than just seasoned beings with a penchant for nostalgia. My journey kickstarted in the lively era of the 50s, akin to a lively canvas splashed with dynamic transformations and surprisingly hopeful beginnings. Picture this: […]