A Kiwi-Indian writer.
Born and raised in India, domiciled in NZ.
Writer of Fiction, Poetry, Personal Essays and Blogs.
Educator and Lifelong learner. Aspiring Novelist.
Connect with me at: https://linktr.ee/rheawriter
Laugh Your Way to Better Health
We have all heard the old adage,' It takes more muscles to frown than to smile.' Or 'Smile, it improves your face value.' Why are we always persuaded to smile? Is it just to appear amiable to the onlooker?
The Steps I took to Kickstart my Writing Career
I had always been called a ‘writer’ amongst friends and family. It was no different at work. An educator by profession, I often crafted stories, essays, and poems for my students to learn from and for my colleagues to use. This earned me the nickname, ‘The Lady of Words’ at my workplace.
A Flash of White
The murky orange hue was spreading fast in the sky signalling the approach of the Dark. Korak knew he should be heading back home. But his stomach was still knotted up and tense. The throbbing head was no better. Going back home before he was calmer would mean further clashes with his mum, possibly even with Hajoor, their clan leader.
Lorelei's Wind Chimes
The wind chimes were calling out to Lorelei. Soft and persuasive at first, louder and more insistent progressively. “Come out, come out and talk to us,” they chimed.
An Open Letter to my Father
Dear Dad It’s Christmas Eve. The tree is up. There are presents under it. The cats are playing with the baubles. The lights are up too.
I Sparkled on My Own Terms
It was my wedding reception. Let me put this into context for my non-Indian readers. An Indian wedding reception usually happens a day after the wedding. It is an occasion when all friends and family, primarily on the groom’s side, come laden with gifts and good wishes for the newlywed pair. In exchange, the guests have a delectable feast.
Rona could hear the laser cutter going in the garage. Whirr! Hiss! Whirrrrr! Hiss Piles of laser-cut Christmas ornaments would be ready soon. A few big orders had come through. The well-stocked beer fridge would keep Mike going until midnight, at least.
The Other Woman
Brett was smiling to himself, a tight but smug smile as his eyes ran over the headlines in the newspapers scattered on his desk. His name was on every single one of them. He was the front-page news. The TV channels were not far behind either. Criminal Lawyer Brett O’Connor’s sensational and unexpected win was breaking news on every media channel.
Born To Please
Andrew Giles sensed a hovering presence next to his office desk and looked up. A set of betel leaf stained teeth, wearing the most amiable smile, greeted him.
The Joy of being Un-Box-Able
“So, what kind of curries do you love to cook?” asked my new boss, a lovely Englishman, with a big smile. I had moved continents to settle in a beautiful corner of the world. We were at a team bonding lunch where the senior management was getting to know the new recruits.