Each time that I strive for answers, the changing colors of the sea tell me that I am not alone in my dubiety! That I too like the sea, am a creation of leisure that has always been interpreted in haste!
I am a sensory person – I always have been. I strongly feel that, it is one of the reasons why I turned to select my passion / profession. My heightened senses helps me in my work tremendously and I... Continue Reading →
I grew up wanting to be able to write beautiful essays. I now want to grow old being able to write beautiful essays. The un-quenched yearning remains. I have realised over time, that anything that needs my attention needs to... Continue Reading →
I have been brought up “typically Indian” (proudly so, albeit) meaning to say I was told that self-pride is loathsome, that achievements should be celebrated for exactly one evening (after which time is to be devoted to draw up the... Continue Reading →
I have walked on this beach before, I have heard the waves roar. I know the pebbles by their name, my "song of the sea" can still put a conch to shame. The treasures still call out to me, as... Continue Reading →