A VERY NICE MAN TO KNOW! REMEMBERING MR. KHUSHWANT SINGH
A VERY NICE MAN TO KNOW! REMEMBERING MR. KHUSHWANT SINGH BY SONIKA SINGH On March 20th, 2014, Mr. Khushwant Singh died at age of 99. A prolific writer, accomplished diplomat, true parliamentarian, Padam Vibhushan award I feel so honored that on December 2nd, 1998, I had got this rare opportunity to meet and interview him. […]
THE HOLY HOLI
THE HOLY HOLI BY SONIKA SINGH My head was down in dismay and shame!When I read semen filled balloon was thrown in Delhi on an innocent dame.Where has the holiness of Holi disappeared?Perversion and unethical behavior has enveloped every sphere! The festival of colours announces the arrival of spring.Reminds that Pride brought fall even of […]
ODE TO OUR SOLDIERS
ODE TO OUR SOLDIERS BY SONIKA SINGH It always surprises me that we Indians show our patriotism only two times in a year. In the month of August when we are approaching the Independence Day or when with cold winters comes Republic Day knocking at our doors waking us up from our deep slumber. Suddenly […]
RAIN
RAIN BY SONIKA SINGH Thank you God for giving us the rain,I want the rain to come again and again.It quenches the thirst of all land,It gets a welcome so grand. The plants welcome rain,To make them green again.The desert longs for the rain,To relieve it off the draught pain.The rivers patiently wait for the […]
TIME WILL TAKE ITS COURSE….
TIME WILL TAKE ITS COURSE…. BY SONIKA SINGH I witnessed a caterpillar in agony.As it struggled to become a butterfly to come out of the cocoon.It tried, it tried but it was all in vain. In my haste I took a pair of scissors,Enlarged the vent, out came the butterfly.But she now crawls and can’t […]
I Have A Story To Tell……
I HAVE A STORY TO TELL…… BY SONIKA SINGH Where did all the stories go? They were erased with time when my parents became busy. Where did all the stories go? They were replaced when my grandparents found their best pal in TV. Where did all the stories go? They became unimportant when my teachers […]
BECAUSE I AM A WOMAN….
BECAUSE I AM A WOMAN…. BY SONIKA SINGH I wish to say…My dear father, brother, mother, husband, friend or loverI don’t want bags , shoes, flowers or clothes as giftI can buy them , I too do my eight hour shiftWhat I want from you is my dear husband, The right to say no when […]