Tag: Relationships

I Me Mine, Romance

At The Coffee Shop #Ishithaa

At The Coffee Shop - Ishithaa

He came to me, my friend from many years ago. We used to be classmates at some point, drifted apart during the awkward teenage years and eventually got in touch with each other at some point of time. It is almost like some people are meant to stay while some others who we think will …

Children, Versification

Laughter #Poem #WednesdayVerses #Ishithaa

Laughter they say is the medicine for all ailments. What about those who cannot cry? What does the world make of them? Read on Ishithaa.

Causes

The Only Way – Courage

I always believe that no matter what the situation is, we always have a choice. This post is about making a choice and choosing courage. 

Causes, Children, gender issues

Disobedience #Ishithaa

This poem is about disobedience and is written by Ishithaa for the Write Tribe Pro Blogger Challenge

Life's Lessons, Writing

The Bitter After-Taste #Ishithaa

Who doesn’t enjoy a walk down memory lane? Yep, not everyone. It depends on the cost at which those memories are made. This post, Bitter After Taste deals with nostalgia.

Blitz

The Untold Story By Ridhi Drolia

  Print Length: 109 pages Publication Date: June 26, 2017 Sold by: Amazon Digital Services LLC Language: English Genre: Romance   Love comes in different forms. But in all its forms, it comes with various challenges. Only those who can combat those challenges are true lovers. The Untold Story is the tale of Vihaan and …

Children

5 Reasons Why Indian Kids Do Not Move Out Of Their Parental Home

It is normal for videsi (why not?) kids to move out of their parental home and live separately. At least that is what the movies show us. What about our own India? Of late, I have been toying with the idea of getting a place of my own and moving out. Maybe I cannot afford …

Children, Fiction

A Letter To My Dad #WriteBravely

  Dear Dad, I realize how lucky I am to have you. To think about that day still makes me shudder. What if you hadn’t returned? I’d still be an orphan, uneducated and abused, probably living a life of drugs, alcohol and robbery. Thank you for all that you are, dad. Love, The Son You …

Fiction, Life's Lessons

The Unknown Average #WriteBravely

The Unknown Average

The alarm rings continuously. One of the figures on the bed lies still, the other one stirs. Looks at her cupped palms and recites:                          “Karagre vasate Lakshmi…. Kara madhye…..” She bends down and touches the ground reverently and steps out noiselessly. As if her …