I shared your warmth On my skin, on my bed. That warm patch was comforting When you lay sleeping With your little hand curled In my big one, Content. The warmth And the smell of you Seeped through my skin, Drenched me In your smiles; Grew roots within. But one day You were just gone.…
On her way back from work, she had stopped at a small curiosity shop nestled between the bustle of a chai wala’s snack shop and an attar seller’s dusty place. In the midst of the old and crumbly buildings of Chandni Chowk in this part of Delhi, that curiosity shop looked like a curiosity all by itself.…
Your little bundle of joy is the centre of your universe. You would do anything for that little angel. Which is why you quit your job and decided that stay-at-home-mommy, or SAHM as they’re called now, would be your new designation. But a few months (or years) down the line you notice that there’s too…
Dear Stay-At-Home Mom, I know you’re lonesome. I know it gets tough when you have to give up so much for not much in return. I know you’re there for everyone while no one’s there for you. I know that no one understands your frustration. I know that no one appreciates your devotion. I know…
Dear Readers, Sorry about the wait but sometimes life just doesn’t let you be. Today I bring to you a cute, cute poem from a dear classmate and old friend of mine – Esha. She’s not on WordPress but on blogspot and her blog is This Is Ish. She’s returned to blogging after quite some…
Happiness comes In packages both big and small. But the one that came From within my womb, Was the best package of all! Copyright ©2018 Pradita Kapahi. All rights reserved. Image Source: Pradita Kapahi.
There is a storyteller inside each one of us
