Stories
VERSION OF ME
My versions are upgraded constantly, compatibility with me is impossible and my sun sign is possibly not discovered yet. Figuring myself out through art, writing and running. In my previous versions I was a freelance content writer and have been published in The Statesman and The Telegraph in India. I have hosted my own music chat show on All India Radio FM.
,I’m passionate about everything from drying clothes on the washing line to delivering a presentation in the boardroom. I aspire to be a published author soon and am working on publishing my first book which is a collection of many stories about you and me.
Blog
USO stories are first-hand reports from the frontline. These are everyday stories of love, laundry, work, life, and the world.
Threading the Borderline
The woman in the mirror wore a thoughtful look as she showed me the first visible signs of a rebellion brewing along my brows. It was white in colour. The colour of quiet dissent similar to...
MENOPAUSE SERIES- Emotional multiplicity of women!
Black and White – Faith operates always in grey
Just a random sketch— The confidence, the vulnerable man..
How do I address my home?
The landing card asked for my address, and for a long moment, I was hovering the pen above the paper, I was no longer entitled to write down that address which I called home. At that moment I also...
Address the Identity
The landing card asked for my address, and for a long moment, I was hovering the pen above the paper, I was no longer entitled to write down the address of the residence that was my home. At that...
Waking reverie-Malgudi Days
If you have grown up in India in 1980’s, then you will surely remember the stories of 'Malgudi' , every story is like a brushstroke painting a vivid picture of simpler times. These stories will...
Head out into Manosphere
All of us know what it’s like for a woman to negotiate femininity in the ‘manosphere’. I understand the science of fertility and long hair but I had no idea that sporting short hair is simply...
Retake and Action
Today as she glances at the pattern of sunlight falling on the pavement through the trees bouncing off the roof of the church opposite her house on a cold frosty morning, she looks back on their...