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As I Am - My 1st Blog Post//Preface- Biopic Log
My Life Instances - Biography
Coffee Table Stories - Light Humor//Sarcasm//Day-to-day caricature
I, Me, Myself - Philosophy//Retrospection
Men and their Mannerisms - Humor//Sarcasm
On a Lighter Note - Fun//Humor//Sarcasm//Thoughts
Be My Guest - My Home Pics
*** Poetry/Dreams/Art- Work ***
My Previous Blog is now merged in my Biopic Log- here. Incase you experience any difficulty in navigation, please do notify of the same in the comment form of that post.
Epilogue - Celebrations//Epic//Thoughts
Erroneous Newspaper Reports - Inconsistency in Newspaper Reporting
Law and Dis- orders of the Society - The Obsolete Judiciary System
Medicinal Facts - Science//Research//Facts
Tag Archives: Domestic Violence
20th January, 2003 One Monday that was (a decade back), that changed my life. I wish I could add- for good. There were people and celebrations alright; but something still had made me cry. I didn’t have a family, so … Continue reading
… and a piece of my heart too! Don’t ask if we ever loved one another… how does it matter now? It’s the result that matters, efforts don’t count. they only reflect in your concluded concoction. It’s 3.30 past midnight … Continue reading
If not a trap.. An incident that has happened very recently has taken me back to a memory lane that I had never imagined I would walk again. I was all of 17. It has scarred my life permanently. Even … Continue reading
While writing my earlier post; I noticed an uncanny relevance with a “Pauranic” (referring to Puranas) depiction. I have re-produced some of that for my Readers’ benefit. ~*~*~ Indra, the King of Devatas, while riding on an elephant, came across a … Continue reading
Previous- Not yet squashed While my survival was becoming tougher day by day; my ability to stick to my resolution too was. I used to stay in my classroom after- hours, till evening. Until the College Hostel gates remained opened. Since Electricity … Continue reading
I couldn’t mourn for my losses. Infact, I had nothing left to myself. Everything that was mine or could have been; were was lost. Like blown away with the wind. I could only sit and hold myself tightly, so I … Continue reading
As I was about to leave for my masi’s place that evening; Shipra had asked me not to come back to “her” house again. She had rudely reminded me that the “deadline” to leave her place had expired. Either ways, … Continue reading
This post onwards, “mom” would only be mentioned as a part of my memory. I had lost her forever. With her leaving me; I had as if grown up in fortnight. Quite Literally. The power to “judge” was bestowed upon … Continue reading
After the 12th boards exams, I would wake up early in the morning and spend my day making embroideries. Mom would get so upset. I was to be enrolled for M.B.B.S. degree soon, what was compelling me to sit and … Continue reading
My school- time in LIS is still a blur. Not that I don’t recall the events, but they are best forgotten. Excepting a few incidents and friends- all of which are already mentioned about- I don’t wish to think of … Continue reading
Previous- A Gift for Dad; I Love.. ……………………………………………… I have been paused; but not for long – The 2 Notice Envelopes that I had sent to DAD have comeback with some scribbling in Punjabi. I am yet to catch hold … Continue reading