Every year, my birthday reveals something about myself to me. With every year I get older, I learn more about myself. Its easy to feel like you know yourself pretty well, but life keeps surprising you. Continue reading “Me, myself and my birthday”
Today, the 16th of October, 2017, is just another day in another year. But not for me and million others, who are experiencing birth, death, weddings, funerals, engagements, etc etc etc.. Me, I am facing death for the first time ever, firsthand. Continue reading “Death comes to call”
Death! Its a funny word, isn’t it? Not hahaha funny. More like weird funny. Its funny how unfunny it is! Its a small word, 5 letters. And it means so much.
I don’t think I’ve ever truly appreciated the depth of what it means. Death has so much significance in life. In everyone’s life. You hear of death everyday. In newspapers, in videos, in social media, from friends, from relatives and ….you personally face it sometimes. Continue reading “The restless wait for death….”
Growing old. I can’t really imagine it. I mean, I am growing older with every passing second, (I’m like 10 seconds older since I started this post!) but I can’t imagine actually being old. It must be awful. Continue reading “Is old really gold?”
Dancing is such a strange concept. It means different things to different cultures. And today, I experienced, for the first time in my life, English country dancing. And it was incredible! never done it? Its something to do at least once in life! Continue reading “My first ever country dance (No, those are not extinct)”
This is something my closest friend wrote for her grand dad. This is for her, her love for her grand dad.
Ode to my grandad, by Baneesha Bedi
Never have I felt a loss like yours,
That defies the very Earth’s laws.
One minute, you were caring for me,
But then life passes you by,
And in the blink of an eye,
I was here, caring for you. Continue reading “‘Ode to my Grand dad’ by my best friend”
Ever wondered, as a child, a teenager, a young adult; what your love story would be like? Who you’re going to spend the rest of your life with?
I didn’t. Until recently. I’d never believed in love as a kid. I hated that every book. every movie was always about this cliche ‘love’. I hated it. Then, I grew to realize the love isn’t just something between a man and a woman. Love was for everyone you cared about – parents, siblings, grandparents, friends, relations, pets, books…..lots of things. I still didn’t exactly care about the romantic kind of love, not even when my friends in school gushed about their boyfriends. Continue reading “My perfect love story”