Just One more Cup of Chai

When I was contemplating on what my first post would be about, it was like I had opened all the sluice gates of the mind at the same time. All the gates had the same gushing pressure. When I finally had some time to calm my thoughts and analyse one topic at a time, I found one that has always been close to my heart ever since childhood. This subject has been talked about so extensively, mostly in the right context, but many a time totally out of context. I can say that somewhere along it lost its way and was completely misunderstood. It only reduced to a trendy sound bite rather than a genuine systemic movement. This post is dedicated to my tryst with Feminism. I was born a female and I have always been proud to live in this skin. I came into this world in Goa (India) at a time when most were happy at the birth of a daughter, but would surely be happier if she was born after a son.  They say my mother felt that way, but the way she, together with my father, raised me does ...

Hi reader friends "Is it a good time to talk??"  I wondered  "If not now, then when!?"  I assured myself and here I am taking the plunge into the expansive bloggers' world. I have religiously maintained a personal Diary ever since I read ' Diary of a young girl'  at 13. A happy marriage followed by two adorable kids made it difficult to get my daily dose of writing, but I still managed to note down thoughts, ideas, quotes and events that moved something in my cerebral cortex. When my kids were pretty much independent, I started to miss penning down the musings of my day to day Life. I got back to writing my daily diary again this year. This time I tried to structure it for ease of future access. I made categories for my notes as Health, Wealth and Wisdom, I added a column for gratefulness, wrote about how I could've made my day better and so on. I will save the diary structure for another post. For now, you will hear more abou...