Shifting Focus

I wish to begin by thanking everyone who sent positive vibes my way. Be it in your comforting words or the wishes you might have made to help me swim through this difficult phase, every ounce of positive energy matters.

The beauty of this blog lies in the fact that it always succeeds in drawing out the bitterness, the toxicity in my life. It might be simply because writing is cathartic but I like to believe that this blog is my well of positivity from where I borrow the elixir of eternal optimism from time to time.

This time my pain has been the gift of my reluctance to write freely about all the issues looming large over my mind, pressing hard on my pressor centres. Maybe, its high time I wrote about them at length to let the weight lift off my chest.

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I have lately realized that I tend to magnify my problems by overthinking with all my might. It is only wise to shift my focus to things that need my attention and are important for my peaceful existence. One of such areas is my future.

Shifting Focus

I have been paying too much attention on my responsibilities of being a parent in recent times, the result is all the plans I made to make a decent living were pushed to the back burner. This approach might appear gratifying in the short span, but in the long run has been causing me a lot of grief.

This is why, slowly but surely, I am working at realigning my focus to invest time and my undivided attention to the work I have recently started (from home). I am confident, the outcome will surely help me regain my confidence while adding to my financial independence.

Being a parent to a baby is far easier than being a parent to yourself. Here, by being a parent I mean playing the coach who encourages you, guides you, stops you when you’re making a wrong move and motivates you to rise and try again every time you fail. Trying to make something out of my professionally destroyed life has been a humongous task, especially in the scenario when I have just myself by my side. The earnings have been few, I have turned down many offers (guided by my principles) and have made some acute choices.

In hindsight though, I have no regrets.

I don’t miss the money I could have made in the past financial year. I am content with the effort I’ve been investing in my child’s upbringing, despite struggling at every step. The one thing evident though is my personal growth. The lessons I have learned from failing endlessly have helped evolve my power of judgement. I am at the penny drop stage when finally I’ve learnt to see through people’s motives right at the time when they make me an offer. Though at this point, I can only hope these turn out to be positive changes.

Around the time when I was pregnant with Pari, I remember having seen the movie, Rockstar. Midst of the heartbreaking sickness (owing to pre-eclampsia) I still remember echoing Ranbir’s thoughts, wishing for life-changing experiences to help him break free as a singer whose soul shines in his craft.

I am confident, destiny was my companion that fateful day. Because from that day on, my life has been a fall-in-the-dark-pit kind rough, bumpy and full of so many setbacks that I believe, one day my soul too will shine in my work. My pain will bleed in my craft and someday, I shall bounce back making all the falling worth it.

These are not mere aspirations, these are my promises to myself and Pari. This is my determination to work hard and make a life for ourselves that we deserve and are fully capable of creating. It’s just a matter of putting our heart to it and shifting focus.

I’m sure destiny will read this post too, like it has read others thus far and will keep me going the way I must, to make these aspirations be the reality of my life in the years to come.

The song on my mind: Kun Faya Kun ~ Rockstar 


In a negative head space

I have been wishing this negativity away from a long time. I tried extinguishing it through mediation, washing it in sweat working out like crazy, let is pass slowly by ignoring it, giving it a tough fight by working around it. But it just won’t go away. It just won’t let me be.

Finally, I have chosen to do what I always do, write it all down and pin it up in words on the blog. I’m hoping a dose of public attention might convince it to let me be, finally.

The monotonous routine, non-stop tantrums of my child, building work  pressure and the drama that my life has become lately (or rather I have let it become) are taking a toll on my mental health. Minutes before I started typing, I had the urge to leave everything and just run away to a far away land. I want to do that even now. But it’s the anchor of the many responsibilities that I shoulder that has kept me from doing anything crazy. The Era I Lived In-1

In the past couple of months, the unsettling feeling of being stuck in the muck from years, has been gnawing at my soul. I feel as if I have stopped growing. I am no longer the person I had come to be proud of because I simply can’t stop the negative emotions from getting the better of me.

Just last week, I baked a number of cakes and cupcakes that turned out very well, but they too failed in alleviating my mood. There are a few things at the back of my mind that I want to write about, but unknown fears lurking in my mind have been stopping me from opening that Pandora’s box. Today, while writing this, I can feel a compelling need to finally put pen to paper and say all that I’m holding back.

Where everything else has failed, maybe, emptying my head space would do the trick and relieve my tension.I have learnt from experience how crippling the feelings of emotional burnout can be, how damaging depression is in the long run. The battle is ongoing, I need to keep kicking and moving my arms to stay afloat. I have to fight back. I have no choice but to win this battle somehow. I have to do it for myself. I have to do it for all I love.

I took a leap or rather was pushed out of my comfort zone a month ago. I know, I had the choice to take the offer or leave it. But given that I have taken the first step, I might as well work hard, learn my way and try to build a new life around it. Not mentioning anything because I haven’t done anything worth mentioning, but will write at length when I do make progress.

Like with children, distraction works very well with me. Having jotted down 480 odd words in past fifteen minutes, I am already feeling better. I often wonder why am I not so good in distracting my child, else my life would have been 100% sorted. There have been new parenting struggles adding lot of adventure and drama to my life. Some, about which I have no clue about how to tackle, the others where I’m on a hit and trial mode.

Recently, mommy guilt, the emotion I always felt would never irk my determined mind has slowly started making appearances in my life. To sum it up, my life is a mayhem at this point and I (rather foolishly) want to run away from it, leaving the mess to sort on its own. I know, that never happens in the real world. So before negativity pays me a visit again (cause I can hear it next door) I better chart out a plan to fight it out.

If you’re reading this line, you must be proud of yourself for having swum through a sea of negative thoughts that absolutely made no sense. But since you care enough to read what I’ve posted, here’s a hug from me for being there.Because it matters, yes it does make me feel heaps better.

The song on my mind: Ae dil -e nadan ~ Razia Sultan

My Favorite Nature Stories

These days I’m in the middle of reading books by Ruskin Bond and I will be reviewing as many I can to share the joy I’ve experienced. I am a nature lover, I love spending time watching the birds, bugs, bees, leaves, clouds and the swaying trees without worrying about the time.

Having grown up in a home with a big garden featuring over a hundred varieties of ferns, over 3,000 pots at any time of the year and fruit laden trees, one read of the blurb of the book celebrating Ruskin Bond’s 82nd birthday, that read:

“When I came to live in Mussoorie just over fifty years ago, I lived in Maplewood Lodge, a cottage below Wynberg-Allen School. Its windows opened on to a well-forested hillside. So naturally I wrote about the trees, wild flowers and birds and other creatures who lived among them. Then circumstances forced me to move higher up the mountain and for the last thirty-five years I have lived on the top floor of Ivy Cottage, in Landour Cantonment. Here there are windows too and they open on to the sky, clouds, the Doon valley and range upon range of mountains. And from this perch on the hillside I feel that I am part of the greater world, mother India as well as the natural world of planet Earth.’
In this charming collection, Ruskin Bond talks about his various encounters with the natural world. From the chorus of cicadas to the song of the whistling thrush, from his love for sea shells to his favorite place on earth, Bond details why he has such an overwhelming love for nature. This book is for all who cherish the green world, just as Bond does.”

I knew, this book shall ignite many fond memories because the garden I mentioned above no longer exists. However, I was confident that reading about all the things that constitute my early impressions in the charming words of Ruskin Bond will be an experience to cherish. With expectations aplenty I started reading the book and this is what I discovered.Fav Nature Stories

My Review:  The book has a beautiful, colorful cover celebrating nature and its myriad hues with birds and buds resonating author’s love for these. The beauty of the cover, sets the reader in the right frame of mind, before he moves on to reading this picturesque piece of literature. The book is a collection of nature stories and the title sets the expectations right.

The introduction highlights the author’s bonding with nature, his love for the windows that open to the sky, clouds and the majestic valley. However there are lines that touched me deep that I’m sure will stay with me for a very long time:

“Humankind took over the earth from the dinosaurs, who perished due to natural upheavals and dramatic climatic changes. We could go the same way, as we have proved to be bad tenants with little or no regard for the natural world that we have inherited.”

The book is divided into small, thoughtfully titled stories that slowly but steadily transport you to the places, midst the flora and fauna, views of which Bond has captured in his simple yet poignant writing. There is not a single dull moment and despite the swift flow of stories like torrential rain, I spent many days savoring this book in small morsels.

From the onset, I felt that the book would have benefited with sketches or pictures of the many species of flowers, ferns, birds, insects, trees and more. Though I am familiar with 70% of them mentioned here, I took time to Google the rest to get a deeper insight into the experiences of the author. But towards the end, I was satisfied that I had ‘seen’ and experienced them all in the words of Ruskin Bond.

“Almost always, it’s the unexpected that thrills us. It may only be a shaft of sunlight, slanting through the pillars of banyan tree; or dewdrops caught in a spider’s web; or, in the stillness of the mountains, the sudden chatter of a mountain stream as you round the bend of a hill; or an emperor’s first glimpse of a winding river and the world beyond.

Time, place and emotion must coalesce, hence the rarity of these occasions. Delight cannot be planned for- she makes no appointments!”

The warmth of nostalgia, the tenacity of curiosity, the joy of kindness making the author treat the snakes, moths and flowers tenderly filled my heart with love for our environment like never before is inspiring.

I particularly loved the metaphors adorning the ending of every story. Their charm inspired me to re-read the last two paragraphs of all stories even after finishing the book. Like every Ruskin Bond book the simplistic, charismatic appeal of Ruskin Bond’s writing will leave you wanting to read more of his works.

I loved the fact that though the author touches upon the binomial nomenclature (mentioning the genus & species) of a few insects and flowers he restrained from going into biological nitty-gritty saying:

“But I am no botanist. I prefer to be the butterfly, perfectly happy in going from flower to flower in search of nectar.”

Doing so, the author successfully retained the charm of the stories as being written by someone experiencing the majesty of nature and not an expert in the field.

The book inspires us to be curious, aware of our surroundings, taking time to patiently admire nature’s bounty. The motivation to be tenacious like water, loyal like the trees, disciplined like the seasons while swaying to the music of the insects and frogs left me with a smile that lasted long after I put the book down.

I highly recommend this book to every nature lover of all age groups and also to those are looking for a break in their monotonous lives with a dive in the lap of nature in the charming words of a seasoned, celebrated author as Ruskin Bond.

About the Book :

Title –  My Favourite Nature Stories

Author – Ruskin Bond

Publisher – Rupa Publications

Genre – Non-Fiction

Pages – 137

Price – INR 195

ISBN – 978-81-291-3768-5

About the Author – Ruskin Bond has been writing for over sixty years and has now over 120 titles in print novels, collections of stories, poetry, essays, anthologies and books for children. His first novel, The Room on the Roof, received the prestigious John Llewellyn Rhys award in 1957. He has also received the Padma Shri (1999), the Padma Bhushan (2014) and two awards from the Sahitya Akademi one for his short stories and another for his writings for children. In 2012, the Delhi government gave him its Lifetime Achievement award.

Rating – 4/5

Jittery Nerves

The day the school reopened after summer holidays, Pari brought home a circular about a recitation competition in a week’s time and the elimination round in 2 days.

In the Internet age, finding a poem matching the guidelines isn’t tough. But while making the final choice like always I consulted Pari as to which one she liked best (much against my mum’s protests) and we had a poem ready to be learnt.

As the school had emphasized no props would be allowed, it all boiled down to the child’s recitation skills, memory, confidence, actions and the like. This is where Pari and me part ways. She is the cool, confident, composed one while I’m a freaking out, jittery parent, worrying endlessly for a recitation competition of a 4-year-old.

Reciting the poem twice and Pari was done. She wouldn’t practice a third time and off she went to play leaving me wondering if she’ll be able to recite it well during the elimination round. The following day, she declined all my requests for rehearsal and went straight to school. Surprisingly enough Pari was selected to recite on the final day.

This time around I wanted her to practice well before the day of the competition but Pari was her calm, casual self, doing what she likes, practiced twice and done with it. Though I was tempted to push my child I somehow resisted (with great difficulty). In my heart, I was imagining myself in Pari’s shoes with my mother making me practice repeatedly. I’d fail to sleep well at night, bitten by the anxiety bug and a simple poetry recitation felt like a Hollywood screen-test to me at Pari’s age. I have always been a curious case of stage fright going cold, shaky, pale just before stepping on the stage and on many occasions forgetting my lines or mixing them up.

“I am inundated with feeling. I feel like a pinball machine on tilt. All the buzzers are ringing, lights are flashing, and I am about to fry my circuits. Nothing is coming in,and nothing is going out. I feel electrified. The wires ignited, sparked, and fizzled. I want it all to slow down. I go right to the water to douse my flame.” –  Holly A. Smith

But my daughter is different. She slept well, got up on time and went about the morning like any other day. I was watching her closely, trying to warm up to her positive energy, working on tempering my anxious self and learn a tip or two from my offspring.

There is something so calming, comforting in Pari’s confident demeanor that I can feel her positive energy envelop me in its warm embrace. Pacify me in a reassuring way. Something similar happened that morning too.


I spent a busy day but at the back of my mind, I had this good feeling that Pari will do well in the competition irrespective of whether she wins a prize or not. That afternoon when she got back from school, she had no clue as to who had won and on being asked how did she go, she told me she’d recited exactly the way I had taught her. This reply left me baffled, wondering if I had done enough in making her put her best foot forward.

Later in the afternoon, Pari confided in me that as she was the first person to recite, she got a little nervous and missed out doing a few actions (that I’d taught her) though the recitation had gone well. It confused me further but I decided to put it all behind me learning my lessons well.

The following afternoon when Pari got home from school, I checked her bag for the home work and guess what popped out. A certificate. Pari had won the second prize and when I asked her, she said she’d forgotten to mention it to me in her familiar calm manner.

While I learn so much from my own trepidations, priceless lessons of keeping my nerves in control come from my child. I can’t stop being amazed by how Pari manages to control anxiety and exhilaration from swamping her like it does to me.

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The song on my mind: Ek pyar ka nagma hai ~ Shor

10 Days into taking superfood Spirulina

Around a year ago when I started my journey of adopting a healthy lifestyle, besides including weight training I chose to give my diet a nutritious spin. Over time, the one thing I learnt well is the importance of consuming a diet rich in protein to keep feeling full and energetic for longer while burning more calories than what fats and carbohydrates allow.

Every health and food magazine or column that I read, talks about superfoods these days. Their proven goodness and how we must include them in our daily nutrition plan. In simple terms, a superfood is a natural product loaded with essential nutrients that provide multiple benefits to our body without being high in fat or calories.

This was when I read about the proven efficacy of the superfood Spirulina.

What is Spirulina?

Spirulina is a blue-green micro algae that has lived on Earth for roughly 3.5 billion years. It’s a rich source of highly digestible and complete protein, nutrients and antioxidants such as beta-carotene and zeaxanthin, selium, zinc, vitamin C, vitamin E and B-Complex.

During my research, I noted two things.

  1. The world can’t stop gushing over its benefits.
  2. The Internet is full of people vouching how disgusting it tasted.

Let’s have a closer look at them both:

Spirulina’s Benefits:

  1. Spirulina is high in protein and amino acids, which help the body to fight infection while boosting the immunity.
  2. It is beneficial for the skin, aiding repair and rejuvenation and has anti-ageing benefits (okay I need those, like NOW)
  3. Spirulina is proven to be anti-inflammatory and beneficial for inflamed or dry skin conditions like eczema and acne.
  4. Reduces Blood Pressure.
  5. Improves digestion and reduces bloating. It helps in growth of good bacteria in the gut which in turn inhibits Candida.
  6. Helps prevent Cancer.
  7. Detoxifying heavy metals (especially Arsenic) which in the polluted world that we live in is often found in tap water.
  8. Reduces Cholesterol by helping maintain healthy lipids and supporting liver function.
  9. Boosts energy and speeds up weight loss.
  10. Alleviates Sinus Issues.

Given my age and family medical history I can safely say 9/10 benefits listed above are relevant to me.

Side Effects:

Spirulina is safe to use but the recommended dosage (2 to 4 tablets per day) should not be exceeded.It can produce a few light side-effects by virtue of the fact that it detoxifies and purifies the body. Spirulina can sometimes provoke migraines or light fever; for some it can cause constipation, for others diarrhea (particularly in strong doses). Spirulina is not recommended to persons suffering from fever, nor to those allergic to algae.

It is recommended to start taking Spirulina with weak doses and gradually increase.


With so much talk on how disgusting it tastes, I was sure, I do not want to try it in powder form. That’s when I came across Parry’s Organic Spirulina available in tablet form. I have to be honest, no health supplement, be it fish oil or multi-vitamins taste good. And I, who has a very strong sense of smell, never indulge in trying to smell medicines or supplements. I bet you don’t either, or do you?

I had a detailed discussion with my father (who is a medical practitioner) on its relevance and he was pretty satisfied with all he read. These tablets are 100% organic and vegetarian, making them highly reliable. This is crucial because Spirulina is prone to contamination when derived from polluted water sources.

The Parry’s Organic Spirulina tablets are available to order on Amazon that’s where I placed an order for a box of 120 tablets for Rs 475.

Mango Walnut Spirulina Smoothie:

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Mango Walnut Spirulina Smoothie

If you’d Google search Spirulina, you’d come across many juices, shakes and smoothies prepared using Spirulina and all looking green in a not-so-tempting way. I believe, they were all made with the desire to tone down the bad taste of the Spirulina powder, which is fantastically tackled in the Organic Spirulina tablets (I have chewed one tablet, accidentally, and  I can safely say it was by all means acceptable though not very pleasant).

But the foodie in me was curious to explore how would a smoothie with Spirulina tablets taste and this is what I made.

Servings: 1

Difficulty Level: Easy


  • Fresh Ripe Mango – 1 diced into small cubes
  • Yogurt – 4 tbsp
  • Organic Spirulina – 2 tablets
  • Walnuts (or any nut that you like) for garnish
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Mango Walnut Spirulina Smoothie made using Parry’s Organic Spirulina tablets


  • Blend half of the diced Mango with yogurt and divide into two parts.
  • In half of the mango and yogurt mixture add crushed Spirulina tablets and blend for 20 seconds.
  • In a glass add few pieces of diced mango at the bottom, now pour the Spirulina smoothie. Add another layer of mango pieces and top it with the Mango, yogurt mix.
  • Garnish on top with the nut of your choice.
  • Serve immediately.

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Tip: The sweetness of fresh Mango balances well the taste of Spirulina. If the taste bothers you, you could even alter the number of tablets used. I highly recommend avoiding to add Spirulina in any juice or directly to milk or yogurt without a fruit of choice, because the result is not very pleasant. Any fresh fruit can be used instead of Mango. Banana replaces it beautifully.

My experience with Spirulina: 

I have been taking the Parry’s Organic Spirulina for 10 days now. Though there have been no significant changes in this short span but I have noted the following:

  1. It is best taken post breakfast.
  2. My energy levels have boosted and I feel fuller for longer. The cravings that usually used to strike me around 11:30 am owing to the intense workout in morning, seems to have been taken care of.
  3. Adding Spirulina to my diet has meant cutting out the need of any other nutritional supplements because it already contains them all (calcium, phosphorus, iodine, magnesium, zinc, selenium, copper, chromium, and potassium) including iron.
  4. It makes me feel dehydrated, pushing the need to drink water by up to three times the volume I drink normally.
  5. Initially I got a mild headache that was very dull and lasted around three hours. Stepping down the dose helped tackle this.
  6. It gives me a mild heartburn, but eating it in the middle of my breakfast has helped solve this issue.
  7. I feel less bloated than before.
  8. I find it easy to digest as compared to the protein powder formulations that I have tried earlier.
  9. Taste is not an issue when the tablets are swallowed with water.Mild after-taste lingers for around an hour when tablets are crushed and used in a recipe.

It’ll be sometime before I can see any substantial results. However the initial unpleasant symptoms seemed to have subsided well with minor adjustments. I am looking forward to noting its visible effect on my skin, overall health, energy and vitality,  while hoping for a controlled and sustainable weight loss in conjugation with regular workout.

*The packaging claims these are safe for all age groups (including children) and pregnant women. However, I’d recommend that if you suffer from a medical condition or are taking any type of prescribed medications you might want to consult your physician before starting taking these supplements.

More info on the Parry’s Organic Spirulina can be found on their website, Twitter, Facebook and Instagram.

This Summer

Before the school holidays started, I had a rough plan in my mind of how to keep Pari occupied and enjoying the 45 days long break. I was well aware that it won’t be easy and I must try to avoid getting worked up. However, how the summers turned out was nowhere close to what I had imagined.

The classical dance class in which I had been wanting to enroll Pari didn’t tutor children younger than 6 years, but given Pari’s keen interest in dancing, the dance teacher agreed upon giving a try. As expected, the very first day, Pari was overwhelmed by the instructions and also by the fact  that none of the students in the class were less than 10 years of age. I tried hard to talk Pari through her apprehensions but the teacher asked us to come back next year.

The art and craft class Pari was due to enroll in didn’t happen when the mercury shot past 46 degrees centigrade. In short, I was left with no choice but to entertain my feisty  child myself for the long summer vacations. Pari’s habit of waking up at the crack of dawn and not sleeping until 10 in the night didn’t help either.

For the sake of sanity and peace in our life, I cut down my work heavily, changed gears to become a kid myself and we happily spent the holidays cooking new recipes, playing carom, ludo, snakes and ladders, painting, drawing, origami, dancing, reading lots of books and of course watching cartoons on TV in between.

Finding time to blog or read any of my favorite blogs took a backseat. I limited my Internet time to keep Pari off the TV as long as I could. Though it made me restless and feeling frazzled at times but in the long run, I quite enjoyed the break from being stuck to the computer monitor for long hours.

Shopping and having fun at the fun-fairs added to the joy and crafty inspirations helping us stay afloat in the rather unbearable summers. The one thing I mastered was making huge soap water bubbles. The highlight were the many new recipes I tried and to my surprise Pari too expanded her list of food favorites (including sweets) giving me some respite from worrying about how to keep her eating well.

Summer vacations are all about mangoes and revolve around them for so many reasons beyond their sweetness and tanginess of the green mango pickle. Making fresh mango ice-cream in plenty was one of the tastiest moments this summer.

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Home-made Fresh Mango Ice cream

Home- made Fresh Mango Ice cream: 

Servings: 6

Difficulty Level: Easy


  • Ripe Alphonso Mangoes – 3 to 4 pureed
  • Full cream milk – 450 ml
  • Fresh cream – 3 cups
  • Condensed Milk – 1 tin


  • Whip the cream lightly till soft peaks form and set aside.
  • Mix the pureed mangoes with milk and condensed milk. Gently fold in the whipped cream. You can add diced mango pieces for an extra bite.
  • Churn it in an ice cream maker until set ( usually takes 20 to 25 minutes). If you do not have an ice cream churner, pour the prepared mixture in air-tight container and leave it to set in freezer. Every 2 hours whip it well to avoid forming ice crystals. Ice cream sets well in 8 to 10 hours.


The books that I read were mostly children’s books. I picked up  a new pattern of reading books. Reading more than two books by the same author to get a better feel of their writing style. This has been inspired by the joy of reading the book-sets I bought for Pari this year. Reading many books by the same author made me feel as if I could read beyond the written word getting closer to the author and his thought process.

I am currently reading this set of books by Ruskin Bond.  I intend to review them all because each of these is so beautiful and unique in their own way just like every story written by Ruskin Bond ever is.

Ruskin Bond Books

With the summer holidays done with, I’m back to the grind and also the blog. Finally writing my heart down feels so liberating. In my mind I draft posts every single day, but it is only when I see them written down that I feel the weight shift off my shoulders. During the holidays, there were occasions when I was so driven to write that I picked up a pen and paper and spent an hour or so writing away without stopping to read, edit or even think of turning on my computer. I know, I keep getting these bouts of writing inspiration every now and then. But lately, I have come to respect my creative genius better than I feel I ever did before.

The one thing that I almost forgot to mention is the many movies I watched. Just like the books, they too were chosen keeping Pari’s interests in mind. Some of them I’d seen before but like all things, with age and experience my perception of them too have changed dramatically. A post or two on those lines too is on the cards in the next few days.

Despite reading and re-reading many books, there were times when I ran out of the bedtime stories. One evening, a solution to this problem struck me like a bolt of lightening. I decided to tell Pari the story of a Bollywood movie changing the plot to suit her liking. Since then, I am never short of story ideas. And one of those was ‘Mr.Natwarlal‘ that aired on TV a couple of days after I narrated it to Pari. To my dismay, Pari loved watching it for she loves watching the story come alive from her imagination.

Having spent so much time with Pari I got a chance to delve deep into my life, many aspects of parenting and also found answers to the many problems that I face on a daily basis. All of those moments of contemplation and finding enlightening answers are going to find way in my writing in the coming days.

Among other things, travelling happened in form of a couple same-day-return trips to nearby places owing to the blazing heat.

How have your summers been?

What all did you do?

The song on my mind: Sab Tera ~ Baaghi