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I have never ever not been friends with people in the city where I have stayed for more than 1 month.  Yep, that's me! A friendly extrovert who likes to talk to new people and gather new experiences! They say pregnancy and motherhood can be lonely if you don't have peers of the same age around you. That was not even the case. Since conception, till today, my daughters are 2, some or the other friend is happily pregnant, and we are going through circles of parenting together. So yeah, that's not why it feels so. When I learnt about being pregnant with twins, I knew it might get tough, and it WAS. 100 m of walking took 20minutes, I couldn't help but sleep due to tiredness, and to add to it, I was hospitalised mid-pregnancy with a scare. So yeah, keeping my professional practice going was pretty difficult, and  I shifted to online consultations only to reduce my interactions with patients further down. Coz when you meet people, patients, or clients, the interpersonal inter...

I started writing in 2008, so long ago that coffee shops were a matter of luxury, and carrying an iPad or a Laptop along was not a thing. I used to write in my hostel room, alone and in the silence of nights, thanks to our single accommodations in the hostel in MBBS. So many scribbled stories that never found their outcome then. So many notes on my phone, still trying to find their way out in public. Promised myself then that I won't stop writing ever. But the accompanying silence was withdrawn after MBBS and came in the company of people, of flatmates, of family, and of my own clobbered mind. It's disturbing and distracting at the same time. I have always been in awe of people who can do their creative stints in the midst of all the chaos. Pure Magic! Me? I create chaos in my head then😅. So, from a weekly writing ritual to doing it only when I can find solace became my new way. Mind you, the solitude comes rarely to people like me who are social and have acquaintances with pe...

Been so long I scribbled my heart, Around the World my words found art! But today I feel so different, Hitting a talk with myself to accommodate! Times of India today has been a home to so many people talking to their old self. Inspired by this interesting camaraderie found, I thought why not talk with myself from 10years back. 10years back; an introvert, not so confident, worrisome me; today, exactly opposite but still the same me. 2017- So did you know you will be a doctor? 2007- O yes, I enrolled for medicine just this year. 2017- But did you know, you won’t be a conventional doctor anymore? 2007- Umm, I don’t even know what’s that. 2017- You know what I see, is your liking for the greater good even then. 2007- I don’t even know what you are talking about. 2017- O well, you won’t. You are still under the pressure of the society norms. Sorry, but you need to be fearless to click. 2007- Fear, that has been carrying me for long. Pressures of the...

Let me write a story, For a journey known, To others it might be a pain, For me it was a hope! Fearless yet reckless, Vagabond and fierce! An unkempt energy I found, Which needed to be tamed! Taken as a challenge, Driven by the courage! “We” took it up and played further on! Was it easy? No it wasn’t Did it take an extra? It definitely did! Months of mayhem, Days of turmoil, So much to overcome, But a desire to do the best! So much so we heard from peers, So many things went through us! All by the end we had was, us on a spree! I can say I am proud, Was 5 years ago, and still am! It was the same, in a package different! It was brilliant the same with different people! What remains same is the zest! The passion that drove, The love that I got, The beauty of this phenomenon! You learn a different side, You meet so many people! You learn so many things, You make stories to be told! 2012 to 2017, I grew...

Oh the pain of this distance! It keeps you apart but strengthens your soul! Not many can understand this trouble and I hope not many are going through it. Distances make you grow fond, but at the cost of that one thing, distance. Well the story goes; I fell in love with this amazing amazing man who incidentally stays miles away. Days went by and love brewed strong. We went ahead and things happened. Our families agreed and we exchanged rings. And like any other girl, I started daydreaming about the life ahead. Sequences of how I wish to see things unfold, celebrating moments together, doing things together, reading novels together and everything else together. But well well, was together planned by HIM? Only HE could answer. And when should HE be doing that? For me it was a fortnight before my Together started. O freak! HE couldn’t do that to me! I dreamt of a whole story for the ‘ever after’. May be the One thing I forgot is the fact that I can dream, but HE Creates. We ...

Love! A feeling indescribable! Have been a big movie buff and romances being favorite. Have grown up to them, the Bollywood songs, beautiful locations and superlative dialogues which make you fall in love. No doubt Shahrukh is my favorite. Getting goosebumps seeing DDLJ is how I have learnt what love is. Seeing Raj take over his ladylove is how I realised what love is. Yes I am a typical girl with a perplexed cloud of a dream romance in real life too. But but, real life is so much different. No background tracks, no beautiful weathers, no flying of hair in the winds and yes no beautiful places to play. Reel gives you a dream story to live a real, sometimes appoints, sometimes just pinches. Not sure if it can be true or anything, for some it is, for some it isn't. And then comes a person, who stirs your life and it becomes magic. You start living a life. It becomes different, it becomes enchanting. I believe in magic coz I can feel it. I believe in love for now I percei...

Back in the days, when things were just about to survive, people lived in the present. No rushing, no peeking; it was just about how I see an acute future; say may be a week or more so month. A story beyond that ceased to exist. A time beyond that was just a myth. Back in the days, life must’ve been fun. Bringing in our times, this is an era of rat race. Working our asses off is the demand of the day. A child much before is born, is in the minds of the parents, stamped to be someone, a someone who he has no idea who ll he be, a someone who ll soon be a part of a race, a race for existence. In the quest to survive NOW, things become dramatic. Don’t you think we are brutally missing something in this whole drama? Probably a zeal to survive; not mere survival for existence. What kind of life it is when you don’t even know what’s with the LIFE you live. It’s a complex situation where one doesn’t know why; why are we just earning working for hours when we are unable to spend tha...

  Unlike these usual days around usual people, we end up finding and fiddling up for someone special on a bright sunny day. Oh well, may be on just another day. You may never notice for long and that day will probably the BEST day of your life. Isn’t it funny that this one flick of your hair and the very way you flip them back can get your heartbeat to rise? Charming and attractive as it sounds, when reciprocated back, it just piles up a lot of smiles unbound. Quirky and unconventional it is when you silently exchange glances, letting those eyes talk around. In a group of people when you switch over your hands to catch hold of some wanted attention, sassy and amusing it is. When without saying a word, you tend to divert that ONE person, oh boy, there’s something surely going on! Chirped up and kinky things go on, you just go down the flow and things move on. Given a chance and you hold hands, within seconds you just drift apart. Unsure on mind but sure at heart, you know ...

"He was chasing her hastily, coz she was wanting to fly away! To the horizons she could touch, coz she knew him to be her all the way!" A few months ago when they met, she din't even know this thing called love. All her knowledge was based on the things she saw and read. To have felt that feeling, umm, she thought she was not that lucky. A regular girl that she was; work, friends and home was her daily frolic. She dared less but thought more. She spoke less but yearned more. She did less but dreamt more. On the other hands was him, a stud who enjoyed his life partying with friends. "Studies, oh what was that?" kinda attitude. And a unique equation of his style and girls going crazy. Yeah he had his share of relations and out of them still beaming. Where did they meet? Via a crazy girlfriend whom they both shared. Crazy for him and her antiques made her look to her as well. A deliberate attempt to grope this guy at a restaurant where she had stalke...

Sometimes in life, you miss a beat! A happy thing may suddenly be shattered! Walking through the path fluently, Sometimes they just falter! I stood by, I tried! But it just din't happen! I still conceived the process, Expecting it not to dampen! Did I cry? Oh yes I did! Did I feel the burden? Indeed! Wasn't I disheartened? Ofcourse! That night was a heavy time! Merely could think, hardly could breathe! What went wrong was not a small thing! Post the sleepless nights, looking out with hazy eyes! I gathered myself and found the lost baggage! Nothing can deter, nor can the capabilities be denied!   I just knew I have to and I can surface! For nobody understands, nor has a say, My life's about ME and my Courage!

I wish I could say, How much do you mean to me! I wish I could claim, My feelings for you and me! Wanderlust my head, Found it's shrine! For in you it finds, Purity and Peace confined! I was a prose who became a poetry Winding up in the sentiments! It was you, who came like a storm Finding me a tune to the element! A probable reason why you are in life Was to bring out of me, this side unbind! Which I never knew I could, But you, reasoned it being in my bloodline! A thank you won't be enough, For this is not a small deal! This thing has miles to go, And you are forever my zeal!

Life is funny! Life is interesting! Depressing for some! But goes on for all! Crazily these days, thanks to this unbound world of Social gang-ho, we interact with SO many people. Especially if you are a person loving to meet new faces, explore new strangers, this is a mind-blasting pavement. You meet someone, via a friend or just sheer luck (probably a bad one in few cases). Things built up through a story; a life story. You talk about likes, dislikes, friends, foes and so much more; it gives an insight to the others and sometimes you click and sometimes you don't. Sounds easy eh!? But it isn't. Being on the social side of the society, isn’t really a cakewalk. You have an encounter with the retards as well. They are one finicky persona. I met this girl (definitely not naming her here) who was like so sheepishly self-obsessed. I mean ofcourse even I am obsessed, but to a certain limit. Can't really keep drooling over self eh. So this girl, I met for the ...

She stood by her dream, wishing it happened! She looked down the pain, hoping it was unreal! Days ago he promised her a story, For he would make her happy and merry! He strode across the streets, and went down on knees, Got her all teary with the happiness within! She was his life and his dream, He gazed the skies to find her loving! He built a future in those tiny eyes, She built a castle of love besides! Came the day she was most excited, She wore the gown and hair all braided! Amused by the smile she wore that day, The maids around chided her all the way! She went down to the aisle glowing, Waiting for her prince charming! Her Dad reached out to her and pulled her aside, Took her in arms with tears in his eyes! "Don't worry father, He is the best I could find!" Said the daughter in all her shine! "Probably you won't be able to stand my words, Coz he is no more, called up the Nurse." The flowers in her hand, the sm...