Alpana hurried home. She was longing to have a steaming cup of tea. As she entered the house, Shalu came running up to her, excitedly
Author: Aruna Menon
Aruna Menon is a Gynecologist working in the Central Government. Relationships and words fascinate her. She writes both prose and verse. She loves weaving stories and has a blog called Ripples and Reflections on WordPress. She loves her job and often writes on work life balance. She's always a romantic at heart.
Woman, Unbound
My birth is met with a tired sigh and a tear To the world, I’m a piece of flesh to tear As I grow, my
When my Soul Speaks
Hello there! It’s been a week and it’s time to meet again. What shall we talk about today? I decided on one of my favourite
The Yellow Domain
Summer brings with it my favourite fruit, Mango, the king of fruits, it is to boot With raw mango pickle, taste buds are tickled If
Swapping, A Way of Life
The early morning sun broke through the chintz curtains on the window. Shefali heard the alarm and lazily stretched out her hand to put it
My Lifelong Affair with Words
Hello, everyone! Today is just about my own journey with writing. So where do I start? I feel I have to start with reading. I’ve
An Irreplaceable Loss
My dear Acha, Remembering you today. I’m at my son’s house. The grandson you never saw. You visited us only once to see me in
Yellow Hued
Yellow n frayed at the edges, I’ve already become, The bright green over, the dull brown yet to come A life well loved n lived,
HOW to say WHAT you want to say
There is no doubt that content is one of the most important aspects of writing. That is the WHAT you want to say. But as
Carving Out Time
Hello everyone! This is my first interaction with all you wonderful people in this space. I take it as a special privilege for being allowed
Playing with Fire
Ananya was at a conference in Japan. “Hi, imagine meeting you here!” said a tall, fit and well-dressed man, walking towards her. “ Oh! Hi,
Ballad of Lost Love
Why was it destined that you and I should meet To savour and be devoured by that emotion called love Your name, now a refrain,
Shadows of Love
Why oh why does my silly heart behave the way it does It aches for you despite not getting a backward glance The pain of
Yin and Yang
“Hi, Amma! Are you a feminist? Do you believe women are superior?” Avantika was amused by her 12 yr old daughter, Sara’s question. “ What
Yesterday, Once More
Anushka had had a long day at work. She made herself a cup of hot chocolate and flopped on to the sofa to have it