There as a time not too long ago when the socially accepted norm for greeting one another was How are you? How have you been? What’s new? Or perhaps even What are you up to? But for the past three weeks it has flipped 180C to Where are you? How are you coping with Home
Category: a woman’s strength
“It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of light, it was the season of darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the
The past 22 years have simply flown by in the blink of an eye. Motherhood began for me on March 12, 1998 in New Delhi, India during the colourful spring festival of Holi and little did I know that my little girl would turn out to be an an artist who celebrates life in colours!
Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.I’m not cute or built to suit a fashion model’s size But when I start to tell them,They think I’m telling lies.I say,It’s in the reach of my arms,The span of my hips, The stride of my step, The curl of my lips. I’m a womanPhenomenally.Phenomenal woman, That’s me. I walk into a roomJust
It is no secret that my daughter is my favourite muse as far as photography is concerned. I may not be a portraitist nor have the formal training for portraiture, but these are details that are of no concern to me at the moment. The main thing is to draw out the soul and emotions
Some authors take notes and are constantly scribbling in a journal or notebook. Details are important to me and are essential to many scenes in my books. Describing them with accuracy depends entirely on the mood and frame of mind I might find myself in when tackling that particular chapter. Photography and literary activity is
The night terrors are back with a vengeance. It has been a while and I thought I had put it behind me, but for whatever reason, I haven’t been sleeping well lately. The dreams are vivid, far too vivid for my liking and it seems as though I am caught up in one of my
A common feedback that I receive about my photography is that there is a lot of darkness involved, a fact that I will not deny. Yesterday was no exception, after I posted the photograph above on social media. Here’s the thing, the way we perceive things, situations, people and manifest them in our writing or
Here is an excerpt of what I wrote last year about Valentine’s Day, a day I have come to resent very much. Maybe it is Berlin’s cynicism rubbing off on me, with the expression “Det ist mir so was von ejal, wa!” (equivalent to – I don’t give a damn!) : Here are my two
There is nothing like a cold, rainy and dreary winter day to drag me down faster than a falling brick. Thank goodness for the three C’s: cats, candles and cameras. Most people would disagree with this combination, but it works for me. After the hurricane that tore through Germany over the weekend and created havoc
