The Immigration Officer at Delhi

Couple of years back, an immigration officer at Delhi’s Indira Gandhi International Airport asked me what I did in Dubai. I replied, “Nothing. I’m just a housewife”. He looked me in my eyes and told me something which would bring… Continue Reading


I had told you, everything that needs to happen, needs to be objected. There need to be protestors, there need to be setbacks. Whenever we try to move ahead, somebody must try to pull us back. Everybody faces this, everybody… Continue Reading

Dear Friends, Stay With Me. Please…

It is no secret that I would be a total loner if my handful of friends didn’t understand my character and minded my ‘friendly’ acts. My social skills lack vigour and I fail miserably at showing affection. I had not… Continue Reading

What I Do? Nothing

“The chief beauty about time is that you cannot waste it in advance. The next year, the next day, the next hour are lying ready for you, as perfect, as unspoiled, as if you had never wasted or misapplied a… Continue Reading