Sonal Singh

I believe that life is a repertoire of anecdotes. The various situations that we encounter, the many incidents of every day, the people we meet, our conversations with them; all make life a melange of tales. And, that is what I attempt to capture through my writing. My cooking is no different! It reflects my love for travel and my love for innovation. The kitchen is my happy place. So, even though by vocation I am a recruiter (www.rianplacements.com), by passion I am a writer, home chef and a hodophile.

Driftwood – stories washed ashore

#BOOKREVIEW #LONGPOSTALERT #DRIFTWOOD Book title – Driftwood, stories washed ashore (genre – fiction) Publisher – Readomania Author – Beetashok Chatterjee Price – ₹ 295/- Pages – 191 Purchase link on amazon – https://www.amazon.in/Driftwood-Beetashok-Chatterjee/dp/9385854771 When impeccable language meets real-life experience, the resultant prose is likely to be anything but not gripping. …

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The deadly dozen

#BOOKREVIEW #LONGPOSTALERT #THEDEADLYDOZEN Book title – The Deadly Dozen, India’s most notorious serial killers Publisher – Penguin Author – Anirban Bhattacharyya Price – ₹ 299/-                          Pages – 281                     Language – English Available on – Amazon What makes a killer? What makes him commit serial crimes without ever blinking an eyelid? …

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Why life skills are essential for kids

  This article was first published on #Womensweb and won me the Orange Flower award for 2020 for parent blogging Essential Life Skills for your kids  When my kids turned 10, my husband and I decided to start giving them monthly pocket money. Oh, it was a paltry sum of …

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The BDB rule of self planning a vacation

“I travel not to go anywhere but to go. I travel for travel’s sake. The great affair is to move.” – Robert Louis Stevenson Anyone who has been bitten by the wanderlust bug would know for sure that the joy of travel does not commence once you reach the destination. …

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Fortitude

  In the spaces between hope and yearning Somewhere far and beyond the scope of reality Is born the first tenuous sapling of fortitude. A dainty thing, tiny and delicate as a bud, It unfurls and invades the vacant realm Of dreams.   There it waits in patient somnolence, Gaining …

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This divide

They say I can’t reach out anymore, that my brother is now a foreigner. They say I can’t call his land my own, for mine is this side of the border. This chain-link fence that separates us now, divides more than the land. It is a barrier cleaving a wedge …

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When hope awakens

When the veil of The somnolent night Is lit by the mellow glow, It rouses itself. Its dark maw ebb, They retreat to the nether. Hope awakens, Blushing like a new bride It gently tip toes in Setting into a quiet corner From whence it peeks In on moments Sprinkling …

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Behind the closed door

Creak! Creak! Creak! Protest the rickety wooden steps Every time he makes his way to my door. I cower, enveloped in a raw fear. I bite into my clammy knuckles, And draw my knees up to my chest, As I hear his heavy tread on the steps. I scuttle to …

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Hiraeth, partition stories from 1947

HIRAETH is neither a book nor a compilation of short stories. NO! HIRAETH is a river of emotions that gently flows into the crevices of your heart. It seeps in through the open pores of your skin and it envelopes you like a gossamer veil. It stays with you like a haunting melody that keeps niggling. It is an avalanche of warmth that cascades down to deluge you.

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