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Growing up with Motherhood
Thanks to Indiblogger and Kissan for letting me express about the best moment of my life...
Thanks to Indiblogger and Kissan for letting me express about the best moment of my life...
My experiences with Redmodnd, a town in US where I recently shifted and its natural beauty. The way we live here...
Excerpts from one of the first things that jolted me out of childhood and hurtling through the space of adulthood. 100% Real, only because, these are real excerpts of the sort of things that was going through my head at that time :)..
Memories from childhood...connections and memories never lost... Blogger, storyteller, Mother, wife...and many other roles...all in all ...learning and seeking the meaning of this life.....
This post has been written for 'The Kissan 100% Real Blogger Contest' on Indiblogger..
A story inspired from a childhood where few kids decides to be the planeteers and ventures out to save the the neighbor-hood and its Eco-system. The realities that exist and the transitional change as they grow into adult......................... "W..
A home, a father, his helicopter, his marble Krishna, the garden, its pomegranate tree, those blood filled rubies, and the five star chocolates..
From stacks of my memories, here is a 100% real experience. This is a story of an unlikely but a splendid friendship - embodying what Aristotle said: "What is a friend? A single soul in two bodies."..
Its about a story of how my dad sacrificed something for me.....
Childhood days in the seventies..
Memories of the colorful festival of Holi..
A childhood experience which used to happen annually during all those good old school days , those early summer days where we used to study from dawn to dusk for annual exams and how mom used to feel its her exam time. This post is a tribute to my mom th..
It about how i did something very wrong and still my parents forgave it...
"On every grain of rice ram ram karke it will be written" I would be like where it is I can’t see. :P..
A chance encounter with nature for a few days brought me in touch with reality and real nature once again..
A narrative of a memorable visit to a temple in the middle of fields..
In Kerala, where we were born and brought up, we celebrated almost all festivals but as far as children were concerned, they looked forward to Vishu, Onam and Deepavali..
Musings from a childhood long gone, memories from decades past and passing experiences on to others plus a sweet dish that has stayed back from then – Semiya / Vermicelli Payasam...
Nature's best gift to us are our loved ones and their memories :)..
My everlasting love affair with Sunsets......