Times Of India

Redefining the phrase :
“Searching needle in haystack”

Just try to extract some read-worthy news/article from its huge ‘shopping catalog disguised as newspaper’ and you’ll know what I mean!

Rain, rain, come again





One thing that you may not find a Bangalorean say these days is that “I love rains”. No one loves rains these days. Not in Bangalore. Barring a few maybe. Those who either have the privilege to sit at home as they hear, watch and smell the rain, Or those who are fine with being on the road, sitting in the comfort of their cosy car, listening to music, and enjoying their own achievement of being unaffected by the chaos outside.




On a different note, walking through the city on day after heavy rains, when the roads are clean and empty and there is sun outside, has its own charm.

The perfect ‘me’ time

You have coffee at your favourite cafe with daughter. So what if she is busy in her own world of magic! It’s a pleasure to behold that sight while still being able to enjoy one’s own company 😊

Born again…

Every day I receive God’s blessings in form of my loved ones and the happy moments spent with them.
Every moment it feels that I am given a fresh chance at life.
I feel happy and thankful for everything and everyone who has made me experience love..

Sometimes the best thing to do on a weekend is

Aimless knitting…


A place where you are supposed to smile , look glamorous and feel good despite going through what seems like being mauled by an enraged lion.

(Just a thought)