Wednesday, October 28, 2015


This particular event occurred when I was working with a BPO called Zenta, in Hiranandani Gardens Powai. We used to have two shifts. 6 pm to 3 am and 2 am to 10.30 am. I was working in the first shift that day. My group was waiting for the cabs at 3 am to leave for home. My friend Milton said, "Laya when you go home today you will see Margaret." I got scared and told him not to frighten me as I had a long walk in the dark to my house at dockyard colony in Kanjur Marg.
We boarded our cabs and left for home. I got down at the gate of dockyard colony. As I began walking through the dark expanse of road, I heard the sound of heels clicking on the road. I began walking faster as I became nervous the sound of heels matched my pace. I began running and looked behind. I saw a woman in bridal finery in white. I screamed and somehow got into the lift of my building. I pressed the fourth floor and reached home. I pressed the door of my house open and went inside. I went to sleep when I opened my eyes, my sister was shaking me. She called out my name and asked me what happened. In the doorway, I could see the woman in white smiling at me. I screamed and fainted.    

Tuesday, October 13, 2015

Festive Season

With the festive season around the corner
Festivity is in the air
The heart lurches with excitement
and the smells of the festive season intoxicate you
the wonderful smell of crackers, new clothes
the delicious aroma of sweets all fills us with a desire
It transports me back to childhood with Papa heralding the festive season with new clothes
Diwali still comes every year and leaves me with a nostalgia for childhood days
The wonderful times spent with family and friends
May this festive season bring new cheer to all our hearts.

Thursday, October 1, 2015

Life is a maze

Life is a maze
serpentine in shape
meandering from here to there
sometimes stopping on happy moments and at other times sad.
Each moment leaves behind memories
deeply entrenched in one's psyche.
These moments mould the personality
Sometimes warming the cockles of heart and at other times
Freezing from beneath.
Anyhow life is a gift and in spite of its meandering ways
It is pleasurable.