Turning 35 !!


Ageing is fun I  believe !!

I was never worried about getting older, I just had some blurred thoughts on how will be able to handle myself then.

Five years back I wrote about turning 30 and my accomplishments. It made me feel great.  It was the time, I was confined to be a homemaker with a tiny bit of freelancing to help me cope with my Depression crawling into my mind.

Years again, I worked on myself and my writings, thanks to al my mentors who were with me on this journey. It was never even possible without the push from my dearest friends and well-wishers. I am still on my quest to learn much more and still I feel like I have an ocean to swim across. But yes !! I am quite determined.

On my birthday, I just missed my dad so much, as he was the one who wished me first. It is a long time, I know but because of his presence in my thoughts, i have pushed myself harder.  All these past five years from being 30 to 35, I have learned a lot.

Last year when i was just 34, i remember the impeding thoughts i had which I did scribble down.

Gained new friends

This year I had the pleasure of knowing many more people, who have become a part of me, swiftly. I love their company and the chatter Time I get with them, which brings back the fondest memories of my young age.

I realised how friends could stand with you during the thick and thin. Thanks to all.

I promise, wherever we are- we all will be the best of friends.

Realized people still utilize others

No lesson is perfect, without a shortcoming or a setback. Yea !! I too had moments wherein I felt being utilized a just thrown away like trash. It did hurt me a couple of time, but the writing did help me resurrect from all these dampening thoughts. I am still yet to learn a lot.

But yes, later did I realise that it was my fault, that I let people utilize me- it is their smartness and my stupidity.

This is life !!!

Attaining my long lost goals

Goals keep us moving. Without certain goals, I just feel empty. I do not set much, but I give a shot for everything that comes in my own way. I never felt guilty of doing so either. Getting into a job,a regular one apart from freelancing was my dream. At first, I was almost lost and imbalanced. But now I am gaining my balance slowly and steadily.

I always want to be an independent woman, who is strong and venturing. And I am proud to be one.

Published my book

Being an author, my dream is to publish. And thanks to NotionPress, their Xpress Publication helped me craft my “SoulRecitals” .

For those who want to read through my first ever collection – Please do buy it from Amazon-  Soul Recitals 

The book is also available on Notion Presshttps://notionpress.com/read/soul-recitals#predition

For all the new and upcoming writers like me, do not wait for your chance, just grab your opportunity to get published with NotionPress.

Being a mother as well as an office-goer

It is the hardest thing in my life- to stay away from my kids. But as the last year commenced, I was offered a job. A part of me wanted to do the job,  another part of me was shattered. Whilst I was amidst the chaotic thoughts, my mother reassured me, that I would never lose anything. And thanks to the company, I work with. Nowadays modern technology has simplified our daily lives.

I do miss a lot with them, but they never hated me or avoided me. I am still a part of their life.

Even though juggling a job and a home is not easy.

Struggles are never-ending. But I am proud to be what I am now.

May be not so successful ;

May be a lil vulnerable

May be lil adamant

May be a lil loving

Maybe a lil lost

Maybe a lil chaos

May be a lil strange

May be a lil sad

but I am a consolidated version of all!!

And as I conclude :

I have regained the confidence of being a mother, a woman of substance and strong enough to deal with anything that comes in my way.

So Finally Happy Bday to a New ME @ 35



A piece of advice, from a not so perfect parent. But  I am sure it’s worthy enough.


The first dewdrop

Stuck in my eyes,

unhindered,  were his words ;

without a blink, he focused on me;

he admired my soul;

like it was the first time;

he saw me open up;

all i felt was, a thousand flowers blooming within ;

like every time his eye lashes scribbled the most romantic epic in my heart;

my heart was pounding, like the chugging of the train approaching me;

every step he took, the heartbeat was echoing much more;

as I could feel the heat of his body against mine;

I just shut my eyes,

an unknown hormone, buds a smile on my lips;

drying away my throats;

like awaiting the downpour of the rain;

I raised my  neck, enough to be pecked rightly;

finally, our breaths were bouncing against each other;

and then , i felt the tiny drop of dew on my lips;

and I smirked, as If i was soaking in the first rain of my life.



Every feather of my thought- is just You

Your fingers, painting the most exotic one on me;

as it drifts across and sprays the paint on the canvas which is me;

i feel like a rainbow, soaked in every colour that encompasses you;

each moment is like we are sailing together in the boats of our dreams,

under the blanketed night sky;

the dreams, wherein, i am just the right flower for you taste the honey.

as i bloom, in every drop of love from you,

you take me to ecstasy, beyond my thoughts,

you pecked away , every feather of my thoughts;

unbuckling me into space, where you are the only gravity;

that held me closer, a breath away.


The end

for a moment,I felt the sky fall apart,

even the earth drifted apart;

was the pain of humiliation;

or the pain from the known;

it just intimidated my thoughts for a second;

as I dreaded, everything was falling apart ;

shattering in front of me, like i was the witness to watch,

did my one-step go wrong; or was it just me , who is left to be in pain;

nothing stirred my thoughts ;

everything was coming to an end,

an end , which becomes me.