For Hope. For more young and not so young Arya s. For dignity and respect. For wanting to raise oneself, from the doormat one has become.
In the Indian context
Trading in my combat boots
And, yes, i love to limerick || Have tried to master the trick || Of the a a b b a rhyme || 'Tis a joy truly sublime || When a verse comes out slick and quick!
My Literary Journey
The fresh smell of life.
Mind over matter
When you look out, what do you see?
A fine WordPress.com site
and sometimes trying on new ones for fit (and looks)
Tigers not daughters
Vanity, On A Royal Scale
The world through my lens.....
To Share... To Love... What better way than words
One Step at a Time
All that remains.
I like birds
... because a day just isn't enough.
Comics, Cartoons, Writings.
is what I want my life to be about.
Ponders that I ponder along Pondering Lane
Need I say more?