Love and Labels

I know this is really late for a Valentine blog, so I will just call it an afterthought and not a planned one. In the spirit of being in the moment, I wanted to share some observations on the mighty love and the new labels that define or dilute it in today’s world ( What…

Cream Dream

I reached out my hand to pull out a burgundy brick, it was drenched in cranberry juice and dripped on my hand as I held it. I licked the purple trail uptil my wrist. I took my first soft bite, closing my eyes to capture the symphony on my tongue. It was sweet, spicy, tangy and very naughty. I…

Care Less|Be Happier

He always met me grinning eye to eye, cheating time and space, as if we were never apart. He loved standing on his favourite spot overlooking the fairytale valley to greet family and guests alike. And he waited patiently with his dew drop eyes for a smile, a conversation or a pat on his back….

She

She lived in her dreams. While the world was chasing answers, she had found the meaning. She didn’t dress up for anyone. She didn’t undress for anyone. It was always her life, her path, her choice. #3linetales Alka Sharma All rights reserved

From mess to magic!

‘What is that disgusting thing grandma!’ I asked, anticipating the mystery to unfold. ‘Come here love,’ she patiently showed me how she would separate the pumpkin pulp from the seeds, washing, then drying them in the sun, before toasting. ‘All mess has magic within, we just have to find it!’ ‘But seeds, yuck!’ I would turn up my button…

Dream come true

Lilies were my favourite flowers. Pristine white, gentle and virgin. So when I saw them in a dream, I knew it meant something. The dark, broody sea lord walked up to me with the bunch. The fish formed a silver halo around us, sealing in the magic. He gently lifted both his arms in a prayer…

The afternoon ritual

Morning walks are popular for millions of reasons – the crisp air, the dew fresh flowers and the chirping of birds. But afternoon walks – that’s pure luxury!  I have never been a morning person, so I enjoy a brisk walk with my pet dog Woofy, after I feast on my fancy breakfast of pancakes, maple…

Magic is within you!

‘I am so bored.’ My patient father, smiled at me, ‘want to see my treasure?’ All of six years, hooked to the promise in the twinkle of his eyes, I nodded, my bouncy curls agreed. Neatly piled souvenirs in all shapes welcomed me in the barn. I stood there frozen, mouth wide open. I picked up the…