After I wrote about my experience of struggling with PCOS, I got many messages from women all around the world talking about their struggles in handling the problems associated with Polycystic Ovaries Syndrome. While interacting with them I realised the blatant need to tackle this lifestyle disease. Each woman I talked with had different symptoms and has gone through a variety of medical treatments. But the bottom line continued to remain the same: The lack of cure or a permanent treatment for PCOS is frustrating every one of us.
When you have friends that match your weirdness and eccentricities, random poetry challenges are born. This poem was composed as a response to a friend’s “brainwave”. So the challenge was to compose a poem starting with “you tell me that I’m hopeless” and end it with “how much I liked to breathe”.
Here’s what my “brainwave” conceived! Read More »
Hugs and kisses to my sis for this beautiful depiction! xoxo
If I knew that the last time I met you would be the last time ever, I would have never let you go…Read More »
❤ ❤ A poem very close to my heart and filled with memories. ❤ ❤ Your मन्या is writing and publishing regularly Aaji… :*
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This time the Photo Prompt by Sue has inspired me to write a short story. The story revolves around the unsung and the vastly unknown Indian heroes who fought in the World Wars. A staggering number of over one million of Indian troops served overseas during World War I, of whom 62,000 died and another 67,000 were wounded. In total at least 74,187 Indian soldiers died during the war. The India Gate at New Delhi was built to commemorate the Indian soldiers who lost their lives fighting in World War I. Field-Marshal Sir Claude Auchinleck, Commander-in-Chief of the Indian Army from 1942 asserted that the British “couldn’t have come through both wars [World War I and II] if they hadn’t had the Indian Army.”
This story is merely a fiction and any similarities to any events, characters, actual persons, living or dead is purely coincidental.
Love never truly leaves you, especially your first love. It will always come back to haunt you when you least expect it; piercing your heart like a slow poison working its way. And before you know it, you get sucked into that relentless vortex of fears and insecurities. The demons of the past overshadowing the hopes of the future. Leaving you lost and scared of new beginnings…Read More »