Three years into our marriage we had planned to take a trip to Srinagar and enjoy a second honeymoon on a houseboat. That was not to be. Air Headquarters informed me that I had been posted to the Indian Embassy in Paris as Assistant Air Attaché for a period of four years (more…)
Members of my family, especially my two dear sisters, are always amazed at my meticulous planning and the organized orderliness of my home and my paperwork. (more…)
Today I am a wordsmith without my ammunition of words. That is the fate of
Writers experiencing loss and unbearable grief.
I am haunted by a hundred questions. Is it too early to write this? Is it too late?
Should I write about it at all? Should I share with my readers something that is so
private and personal ? The triumphant return of my old girl to a place of eternal
peace and serenity in the midst of the silence of green pastures; broken only by the
sound of running brooks?
I know only one thing with certainty. I must write or I will die! (more…)
I have been looking back, thinking back would be nearer the truth, at the headlines of most of the daily news.
Invariably they start with “Chaos reigns…..” (more…)
