I feel cheated and robbed of my “Right to Smile” when each day is increasingly becoming just a sum total of another farmer committing suicide failing to feed his own family; another disillusioned millennial committing suicide in the wake of increasing unemployment.

Everywhere you look there’s a story playing out, ready to be told. How can you get bored in the midst of so much drama?

There’s something about a Sunday morning. I can’t place my finger on it but a relaxed vibe descends with the dawn. On all the other weekdays the alarm clock has to rudely jolt me awake at 5 am, yet on a Sunday morning, somehow my internal body clock coaxes me gently to join “The 5am […]

The greatest power a human has is that of self-expression and to me as a woman writing is the most potent means to own that power. Say I am happy, I get a huge kick out of being able to clearly define whether it’s just cheerful or absolutely rapturous; if I am sad – is […]