From Deepa's Desk

  If I could put three things from my childhood into a time capsule, they would definitely be my childhood home, my school and my friends. A Home Like None Other I lived in a 1 BHK flat in a building named Dayanand. We were a large family – my paternal grandmother, my parents, my uncle, myself and my sister. Accommodating all these people in a small flat was no mean feat. Add to it, the numerous relatives, my friends and those of my sister’s - my home was always houseful. And yet, we never felt suffocated or congested. There was always place for everyone. My uncle and my grandmother would sleep in the bedroom. My parents, myself and my sister would sleep in the hall. This room had windows that opened out to the verandah. Being the corner flat in the ground floor, our home was blessed with a large verandah. On summer nights, the windows would be open to let some air in. My favorite memory is that of looking out at the coconut tree that stood behind the wall of the verandah, wh...

  You can never go wrong with Ruskin’s books. You will never regret reading them. I have been a fan of this wonderful author since a very long time. I have read many of his books, and many are on my TBR. Nature and the spirit of humanity and not to forget, the essence of India, make Ruskin’s books a sheer delight to read. Like all his books, Rhododendrons In The Mist doesn’t disappoint. It is a collection of both short and long stories. The book is available in Kindle edition. The book is divided into two parts – part 1 being The Dark Side Of Mountains and part 2 being Himalayan Drama. As the name suggests, part 1 deals with some dark stories from mountainous regions. To be honest, I read one and skipped the entire part, not because it wasn’t good, but because I find written horror much more impactful than visual horror. I guess that when you watch a horror movie or scene, you have the horrifying element in front of you to see for yourself and it somewhat limits the impact. B...