akansha thoughts

"Wow, the Kulcha* tastes heavenly!" Rishi exclaimed lost in its taste. "You are gifted." praised the father-in-law, while gesturing for more gravy by sliding the bowl towards Bindu. She was running in and out of the kitchen fetching extra sugar for the Lassi* fulfilling her mother-in-law's sweet tooth. She made sure that her family had a satiable breakfast. Bindu ate the scarce leftovers without complaining but feeling lonely. She cared for everyone and looked after the house fondly. Rishi would always be occupied with his work and after returning from the office he would eat and fall asleep. Bindu carried all the household responsibilities single-handedly. She expected Rishi to accompany her in a few instances, like asking her about her well-being or just how was her day. But even at the weekends, he would spend time watching movies rather than giving her the quality time she deserved. One night she spoke her heart to him. "Whenever I try to init...

I feel happiest in my skin when:   I achieve my personal goals and pull off those tasks that people say "You can never do it."   I savor that black-forest cake or dessert without any guilt or embarrassment by dining out alone.   I see my son waiting for me gaily until I finish off the chores and feel his tiny arms cuddling me while I sleep next to him, narrating bed-time stories.   I am true to myself, love, and accept the true 'me' even with my flaws.   I give a hundred percent of myself to anything I do.   My eyes have glistened with tears, and I find myself suppressing the laugh due to nostalgic recalling of school/college days with friends at midnight in a Whatsapp group chat.   My best-friend listens patiently to all my complaints and grumbles and still promises to be my side with her demeanor.   My frequency/vibration of thoughts matches with anyone, and we share a heart to heart conversation.   I bounce back again aft...