Sitting in the middle of a bustling restaurant, Divya Ananth absorbs the sights and sounds of the world around her. The restaurant is a hub of conversations of all sorts including a couple who converse in silence. She captures her fascination and thoughts about this dialogue in words.
Divya Ananth fondly remembers her first holiday in a foreign land, with an eight-month-old no less. Despite the baby’s innocent fuss and frequent reality checks, she did manage a dream vacation.
Divya Ananth pens a poetic tribute to a pair of footwear – a friend through myriad journeys.
Divya Ananth tells us of her special bond with her Lord – one that went through its ups and downs, but was always present.
Grandmothers hold a very special place in the lives of many people. Divya Ananth lets us take a sneak peek into the spirited personality that her grandmother is and in the process, takes us on a heart-warming journey filled with memories of her times with her Paati. Read on.
Much happens in Alagirisamy Salai, a road in a South Indian city. A far-away soul reminisces, and Divya Ananth pens the thoughts.