Reminiscence of Puducherry, of Le Dupleix and beyond…

It is such a sight as one enters as the arch welcoming you to into this little part of French colonized India named Puducherry. You see the local policemen in red caps and white uniforms, the city kept neat and tidy by the union government, much different from the rest of the country. There is… Continue reading Reminiscence of Puducherry, of Le Dupleix and beyond…

A bit of a Writer’s Block

I have been a little lost lately. Trying to find myself. Putting myself out there too much. Wondering hopelessly, in search of nothing. Have you ever felt that? Being lost in search of the unknown. Well it has happened. I thought of myself as someone who knows herself, who knows what she likes, dislikes, who… Continue reading A bit of a Writer’s Block