9pm – Busy madiwala. I was waiting for my bus to native for a family function. After a long time I was leaving my kids and going for just a day. A blue car crossed me swiftly and my memories walked down the lane. “Hello, this is Subha” my first conversation with a new colleague […]
“20 days to go” started the note. It was a corner of the black board that my mom used to teach her students. After pleading I got some space and wrote this down. Everyday, I’d wipe it out and subtract one. When it reached single digit, my happiness knew no bounds. The eight year old
“Expert talk on writing” to the little kids of grades 1,2 and 3. After a couple of rigorous weeks talking about Depression, Anxiety and suicide prevention in University, Institutes and online forums, this was a new invite. “Well, this is going to be a different genre altogether. Let me try this too” my mind smiled.
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“Expert talk on writing” to the little kids of grades 1,2 and 3. After a couple of rigorous weeks talking about Depression, Anxiety and suicide prevention in University, Institutes and online forums, this was a new invite. “Well, this is going to be a different genre altogether. Let me try this too” my mind smiled.
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2:30 pm – the sun in Chennai had some mercy on me. I boarded the bus and took my seat. My own little world for few hours again. I gazed outside the window but my mind was wandering over the session on Depression that I took for the students a couple of days back. I
2:30 pm – the sun in Chennai had some mercy on me. I boarded the bus and took my seat. My own little world for few hours again. I gazed outside the window but my mind was wandering over the session on Depression that I took for the students a couple of days back. I
“Amma, just ten days for parents day” my daughter was excited. The count down was running every day at home and I assured her that we will definitely be there. “Anna, please stop here” I guided the auto driver and got down. Harshu’s energy was so high and she was so proud to take me
“Amma, just ten days for parents day” my daughter was excited. The count down was running every day at home and I assured her that we will definitely be there. “Anna, please stop here” I guided the auto driver and got down. Harshu’s energy was so high and she was so proud to take me
“Subha, you must reduce your additional tasks; hey, reduce your outspokenness; you cannot succeed if you’re open; Try to reduce your assertiveness; sometimes it causes people to perceive things differently about you” – different advice from different people. Some with genuine concern too. I’ve often heard comments on time management too. I’ve got questions on
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“If you had a rebirth, what would you like to be born as?” – it was an essay writing homework when I was in grade 6. I wrote that I would like to be born as a tree as that spontaneously came to my mind. I remember the Ashoka tree that was tall and shook
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