When love revives…..

Happy Valentines Day friends…..here is a short story “When love revives with the onset of spring…….https://hashtagzindagi.wordpress.com/2020/02/14/revival-of-love/


Back home…..

Hello, my dear friends! First of all please accept my sincere apologies for not being active on blogging all this while. There were many reasons for my absence and you guys deserve an answer.

To begin with, I was completely busy on some different aspects of life, exploring a couple of new ventures, family issues, few personal as well as professional issues, kept me tied up all this while. But I completely agree “Where there is a will, there is a way” so keeping all these hiccups aside, I am back to my native platform where I had received tremendous love and support about 2-3 years back when I just began.

To give you guys a small update: I have been very keen on gardening and nurturing plant babies all this while(for almost 3 years now). (Please feel free to follow my IG handle @simple_n_soulful, in case we share similar interests). Gardening and my plant babies have really taught me patience and the most important and rare quality “to be grounded”. This green journey had kept my spirits high and helped me in my low times. That was the time I realized that Gardening and Writing are things I have longed for. So, now on I promise to be regular with my raw yet sincere writings, I hope you like them and love them. See you till then bye!

Planning on moving out……your views?

Hey friends!,

Glad to come back to my second home here on WordPress. How are you guys?

Its been a long time, I have posted anything. All the while, I have been planning on moving out….please do let me know your views? I have plans on moving to an official personal website for blogging purposes.


What you guys think? Any suggestions on some quirky domain names, taglines, platforms, plans etc.

Not Without My Daughter: Betty Mahmoody

A story about a mother-daughter who are on flee from Iran away from the paternal family where they were trapped and coaxed to practice, Islam. Betty and her daughter Mahtob had been to Tehran to visit Moody’s family. The cultural and lifestyle difference between America and Iran made the mother-daughter uneasy and restless; the unhygienic way of living and thinking seemed to be unbearable. But these duos pacified themselves assuring each other about their return to the homeland within a couple of days. But on the day of departure Betty’s husband Moody changed his mind about their departure and decided to stay back. Further on he began to grow into a typical male chauvinist husband who physically abused his wife and daughter to obey his rules.

But Betty did not give up on her circumstances and decided to abscond with her daughter. On begging for help from different people and friends around, she was turned down by her destiny in every possible way. She was offered to be smuggled and escape leaving her daughter behind. But she put her foot down on the selfish option to escape alone and replied back saying “Not without my daughter”. The book picturizes the random wartime scenes of 1980s, the economic breakdown due to anti-national movements and Iranian culture(in the 80s) very well.This frightening story of being held captive in a hostile country by a loving husband….turned monster and liar….is much worse than the movie in many respects…the unsanitary living conditions, holes in the floor for toilets, and sexual abuse by taxi drivers are the worst, by far, but the brutality is that “accepted” treatment of women and children…..shocking and despicable in some Countries under the hoof of religion.

Its been one of my most favorite books since it helped me believe in my inner power as a female. The suspense and drama didn’t let me put this book down until I finished it within a span of 1.5 days. While reading the book I thought to myself; Why did she go to Iran? I wanted to scream at her the whole time. Her reasons were explained too late in the book. She knew her husband was insane. She also knew her husband’s cousin was wicked. Did she know nothing about Iranian culture?

I can’t believe the people who were willing to help(especially Ahmal the Samaritan). They give me faith in mankind. I’m even impressed by the Turks who smuggled her across the border. They could’ve taken the money and ran. So many aspects and twists in the book. I surely recommend this book rating it 5/5.

Mahashweta By Sudha Murty

Book Details:

Title : Mahashwetha
Author : Sudha Murthy
Publishers: Penguin books


After reading “House of Cards” by Sudha Murthy as well as catching some virtual glimpses of Mrs. Murty’s contribution towards the startup of Infosys( from one of the books of Rashmi Bhansal) I recognize her to be one of those females who work backstage to gather a bigger and prettier family picture on-screen. Basically, all her stories belong to Karnataka; where she hails from being women-centric they depict a very simple yet sanguine style of writing. The novels she composes might not be very interesting like those exclusively fictitious and twisty-topsy stories but they are the ones which always portray practicality with a middle-class flavor(especially small town stories).

Coming to Mahashweta, which is a Sanskrit play between a couple who fall for each other at first sight. On similar grounds, this story is about Anupama a poor school teacher’s daughter blessed with divine beauty and brains along with Dr. Anand a rich and successful doctor who falls in love with each other and get married. Anand travels to England for further studies and Anupama was to join him after Diwali Puja as insisted by Radhaakka(Anand’s Mother). But fate flips her destiny and Anupama is touched with leukoderma. There begins the real story where Anupama is ostracised by her in-laws, her parents and her most beloved husband. She is left depressed and cursed by her stepmother for all the mishappenings in the family. The story revolves around the times when leukoderma and leprosy were considered hereditary and contagious. She was abandoned in every possible way.  But gathering courage one fine day she decides to begin her life with new goals and milestones. Further on she relocates to Mumbai, wherein her fate tries to weigh her spirits down in all possible ways. But the brave lady gives a befitting reply to all the circumstances and turns into a Sanskrit professor cum stage play director where she directs ‘Mahashweta’. She is offered her way of living and commitment by Dr.Vasant on one hand, along with the return of Dr. Anand who tries to persuade her to come back on the other hand, but she very calmly and strongly rejects their proposals.

What I love about the book: This story is not like one of those “happy endings” but rather a very rational and practical one. It depicts the strong character of a woman who fights back at every phase of life come what may.


“My Experience has taught me this. I have come to realize that courage and confidence are the real wealth of life. Education can improve your chances of success, but ultimately you have to face life all alone. I don’t depend on any guru, nor do I read any philosophy. My conscience is my guru and it guides me well.”

The post real-life story was amazing too, where this novel helped in avoiding the rebirth of another Anupama.

Rating: 4/5. I would surely recommend this book.





Little broken things….

She walked along the corridor with the help of a limping stick. The pain across her recovering wound reflected on her distressed face. Waiting for her turn at the OPD she recalled through the series of incidents boggling through her mind. How come Akshay waited home skipping the office party? Why did he suddenly turn into a caring partner? Or was our decision of separation, giving him second thoughts? Was he afraid of the social allegations? Or has he really….? Everything was so weird and uncertain.

The receptionist called out her name to visit the doc. She adjusted the stick and limped towards the consulting area. They exchanged warm smiles and the doctor began checking the condition of her plastered leg along with the recent medical examinations reports. After various interrogations, the doctor suddenly asked her,” You have come all alone, where is your husband?” Reva was puzzled and uncomfortable with the question. With reluctance, she cleared her throat to answer,” Actually…he…mmm” Just then there was a knock on the door which interrupted their conversation. “May I come in doctor” spoke the person at the door. The doctor replied positively and Reva turned back to notice Akshay. But he was about to go for a movie with his friends. What made him change his mind?

Akshay greeted them and enquired about Reva’s well being. The doctor informed them about some complications in Reva’s reports which needs to reconfirmed with further detailed tests. Reva was fumbled by the doctor words. What had the destiny planned in for her? Akshay remained calm and asserted in taking up the tests. He supported Reva wrapping his strong yet warm arms around her waist. She was taken aback by Akshay’s  gesture. It recalled of their early dating days. So much has changed since then. Reva leaned against the wall and questioned him,” Why are you here? Why this sudden change in attitude? What do you need from me?” He walked supporting her quietly, comforted her into the car and replied back looking into her eyes,” I believe when things are on the verge on breaking down we repair or work on it rather than just discarding them.”


The House Next Door: Excellent Horror Suspense Thriller movie

No! Don’t raise your brows, I am not going start Movie Review section. But I am just excited by this good horror movie I saw last night, which actually meant HORROR after a long time. It’s basically a story about a Neurosurgeon Krish and a possessed girl Jenny D’costa in the neighbourhood. The movie begins with steaming hot chemistry and lovemaking scenes between Krish and his wife Lakshmi. They seem to live a blissful life which is disturbed when D’costas move in.

The actual genre starts moving when the D’costas have a housewarming party, where Jenny jumps into the well followed by Krish who jumps in to save her. Thereon Jenny starts behaving weirdly with her possessions like jumping off the cliff and so on. Further, both the families are entangled between the series of scary and knee-jerking incidents happening around. Finally a psychiatrist, a local pastor, a tantrik, and neurosurgeon gang to help the troubled child.

The sound effects, the visuals give a sudden shiver due to satanic originated fear pulling the hell out of us. The best role goes to Anisha Victor(Jenny), who makes you cringe when she is possessed by the evil spirit but also grabs your sympathy after returning to sanity.  Till date Horror in Bollywood was not much explored and experimented to an extent. But Milind Rau prefers to make you shudder in your seat with deft camera movements, some very scary close-up sequences and, of course, special effects which, again, Rau has used efficiently. The movie has a touch of ‘Exorcism of Emily Rose’ and ‘Insidious’, but the director has very well knit together paranormal elements and shocking scenes into an interesting plot.

I believe a HORROR movie is a HORROR one when it gives you that burst of adrenaline rush or may churn your stomach.This movie keeps you on the edge of your seats, with great VFX, coupled with some splendid performances by the entire star cast and not to mention, breathtakingly beautiful locales of the Himalayan valley.

But finally, the show stealer was Anisha Victor(Jenny) for her brilliant performance. If she didn’t play it well the entire movie would have been ruined. On a closing note, it is surely a shiver giver movie into my fav segment. That’s the reason I decided to share my experience with my readers towards this excellent movie after a long long time which is anytime better than Conjuring2, Lightsout and Anabelle 2.

I personally would rate it 4/5.

Selfless Stranger #8

Winters approaching we people in India are so fascinated by the outdoor trips, warm clothes, tender sunlight everything seems romantic. The chilled morning breeze sent a shiver through Naina’s body. Even after wearing her warm red and black closely knitted winter jacket she appeared to be shivering. But in spite of the weather, she seemed to be full of energy with her team at the office trip at Goa. Team bonding activities kept everyone busy. It was a beach theme game where each team had to randomly collect the items listed on their to-do list. The team which finishes its task first would be the winner. There was a table placed beside the shack for the members to have their breakfast on the run. Some of the members were still carrying their previous night hangover.

Naina was busy running all over to gather the items mentioned so that her team could win. Amit stood away and observed Naina and her cheer for the team. He went into the flashbacks of the time they spent together. Naina and her full of life attitude, her special care for Amit, her past, her fighting spirit everything seemed so perfect. He always dreamt of a partner with such qualities. His friends teased him for dreaming about Naina. He had decided to admit his love for Naina in a special way.

In the evening, all the friends had planned to opt for shopping, since the next morning they were about to leave for Mumbai. Amit approached Naina for a short beach walk. She readily agreed. Walking along the beachfront Naina insisted to walk through the waters. She removed her footwear and proceeded with Amit. He spoke,” Naina, from the time of I, have known you, I am amazed by your fighting spirit, generosity, and modesty. As the days have passed by, I have closely witnessed each petal of your personality bloom to its utmost beauty. Do not get me wrong if I ask you something.” Naina looked nervous, she looked away from him towards the sunset. But Amit continued, ” Look I am not sure if I would be the right person to accompany you, but I am pretty sure you could always rely on me, rather trust me. I might not be able to meet all your expectations towards life but what I have learnt from you I return it to you. I have learnt that you love and enjoy every bit of your life, your personality, freedom and so do I. Would it be possible for you to give life a second chance towards commitment? I really love you….but my words fall short here since I am not a poet or writer to glue my feeling together into a souvenir of love. You can, of course, take your time and am absolutely ok with whatever your answer would be.” Naina turned towards Amit looked into his eyes with happiness but also with a number of interrogations. Amit handed her a box beautifully wrapped in red satin ribbons. She opens it in front of Amit without uttering a word.

On opening the box, tears roll down her eyes. She couldn’t believe her wish come true. Staring at the box, she moves further and hugs Amit to thank him for his gesture which no one could have ever thought of…..


Any guesses what was in the box???

With that question, I end the series of “Selfless Stranger”….Your feedbacks are always welcome.

Selfless stranger#7

Gathering all the courage Amit made an attempt to ask Naina’s father about her condition. He looked at Amit and thought for a while. After a long silence, he asked Amit if he would be interested to walk through their garden. Amit readily agreed, Naina was busy serving breakfast but her father asked her to continue as they would have breakfast after a while. She looked at Amit and smiled. Her eyes looked through Amit, as if they were trying to communicate with his eyes. But the unknown pain in Naina’s eyes disturbed Amit. He walked out towards the garden with her father. 

Walking for a while Naina’s father spoke,”Naina is a very optimistic, fun loving and caring person. I say this not only because she is my daughter but have also seen her carrying a role of supportive and understanding wife.” Amit was shaken with his words, he couldn’t believe his ears “WIFE” ! These words made him uneasy. Her father spoke further,”Naina was married to Rakshit, her childhood friend two years ago. They made a perfect couple, so much that we could never imagine either of them without the other one. They were so happy and inseparable that everyone who knew them would envy of them. But one fine day, Naina went missing, we tried reaching out Rakshit but couldn’t contact him. No one had a single clue about the duo. Suddenly, I received a call from the police station to identify some of the belongings they found. We all were terrified. On reaching the hospital we acknowledged the ring and earring Naina wore. It was Naina in a very bad condition unable to recognize we all were shattered looking at her wounds, her darkened blue black scars. We just collapsed and then the police inspector told us that they found her on the JV road causeway. Some passerby reported of a body in a bad condition. She was bought unconscious and was in coma. Since she was stabbed,beaten up and brutally raped. Also she was run over by a car due to which her legs had to be amputated. We are waiting for her to come back to senses so that we could record her statement and arrest the culprit.” Her father almost collapsed while narrating the horror story. Amit too lost the strength to stand. Since morning his life was giving him a rollercoaster ride. He was feeling numb. Controlling his emotions her father spoke,” Naina was out of coma after around 15 days. She was barely able to move or even utter a word. But my daughter, never cried in front of me. We managed to ask her about the happenings and she broke down. She told us about the domestic violence happening through the past days. But she never let us know anything. It was Rakshit and his psychopath mentality which destroyed my daughter’s life. He always illtreated Naina at home but not publically. Naina was in love with him madly. She thought of it at his way of loving and possesiveness. But it was not true, he just had physical lust for my daughter. That rascal turned into a demon when he forced my daughter to have sex with all his friends. As Naina denied, she was beaten up, raped by those scoundrels and run over by a car so that she couldn’t approach anyone and left to die at the corner of a random street.” All this was extremely horifying, Naina’s father was is in deep anguish. Amit just couldn’t understand the way he should react or even console her father. There was distress in garden. Suddenly Amit could feel as though the garden rotated around and would soon form a tornado to engulf the world.

Coming back to senses her father whispered,” My daughter has great fighting spirit and is a lively human being. She recovered after about 6 months, continued with her passion for dancing and her job. It was very difficult for her to resume or even choose  a job. But she decided to move on with her life without looking behind.”

Amit placed his hand on her father’s shoulder. They just looked at each other….

Selfless stranger #6

Amit recognised Naina’s father, the same old man he helped by donating blood for his young son suffering from an accident. Also he was stunned to discover this girl was the same Naina he helped by returning her cellphone. Naina’s father also made Naina aware of the fact that Amit was the same young lad who went out of the way to help her family. The atmosphere turned extremely emotional and full of gratitude. Her eyes depicted the mixture of compassion and emotion ready to cross the smudged boundaries of her innocent eyes. She just sat down wrapping her face with her palms. “This world is so small Dad”, Naina spoke. 

With heavy throat she turned towards Amit and folded her hands to thank him. He was in very akward position to accept apologies and thankyou from Naina. After unwrapping the puzzle happening around the past few days, Naina asked Amit to relax and went out to her room in order to freshen up. Till then Amit walked towards the washroom to freshen up. A fresh aroma of boiling ginger tea and spicy tempered poha filled the house. Her dad was busy preparing the breakfast. Amit wondered and was excited to feel at home here at Naina’s place. He walked towards the kitchen and offered help. But her dad happily denied and asked him to relax at the dining area. Amit walked towards the dining area and glanced through the froyer occupied by trophies, different photographs of Naina in various dance forms. The airy and brightly lit living area danced and boasted about Naina and her versatility with expertisein dance. He was feeling like floating around in a hydrogen balloon. The mild instrumental music playing in the background wiped off the stress layer built up. 

Thud….thud there was a loud breakdown sound. As though someone or something fell from a height. Amit and Naina’s father ran towards Naina’s bedroom. They pushed open the door to find Naina collapsed on the floor with two prosthetic legs fallen aside. Amit was thunderstruck by this scene. He couldn’t believe his eyes, his body went numb. But quickly coming back to his senses they held her and placed her on the wheel chair. Amit was still in immense shock, it felt like he had lost strength and capability to walk.

Naina smiled back and said,” C’mon dad you don’t have to be upset I was rehearsing my dance steps…..you simply get scared.”