Insideout

Living in a constantly troubling fear about life, intentions of the people, unknown intentions of her own mind; her list is very long! Indira is the person who was brought up by her parents and surrounding people with instructions, both said and unsaid from, which made her think 'I have to be perfect and good' no matter what happens! She has been trying to be a good person and even a good citizen since then! Hardly did she know that so many 'goods' will confine her life to limited thoughts, opportunities, choices, and decisions too! Her efforts to be 'a good person' soon transformed into a struggle, which she herself could not understand for years. Even now, she will not claim, she 'knows it all'! But she is trying to know and trying not to label her own self, or else it will be the 'get set' point of another struggle and she knows it! 'Struggle'! This word broke her chain of thoughts and she was back in real time. ...

Big banyan tree near one of the affluent residential areas in the city called Silver Cloud(SC), is the place she loves to be around. Whenever she is too meet anybody, known or a  stranger, she would ask to meet here. She left home early in the evening, she wanted to be there before he arrives. No, she was not dying to meet him; she just wanted to absorb the sanity, peace, beauty, and firmness of that tree, alone. She did not want anybody else to share that moment with her. She reached SC, and the tree was visible to her. "ओढ ओढ म्हणतात ती हीच, तुझ्या असण्याचा भास संपताना, तू दिसल्याची खुण पटणं" She blushed and felt a shiver within her when these lines crossed her mind. "Indu dear, you bitch, don't get off balance" she warned herself. She was sitting quietly threr for 20-30 min. And she saw Mandar approaching her. "Do whatever you want, just dont look into my eyes thebway you do" , she warned him in her mind. But Mandar is a guy who is...

I am a professional freelancing content writer. In the era of FB and other social media and digital employment platforms, geography is never a limit. Being a freelancer, I come across many clients from different regions within and out the country. Whenever you see any post on freelancing pages, you need to consider that 30%(minimum) of them are fake. Scams are running at their best on such platforms. But, gradually you learn to dodge them well as you earn enough experience and trust from your clients. Mouth publicity is the best publicity, I believe. Recently, I got one email from Pakistani citizen (name can not be disclosed), asking me to work for him. I started talking to him, but somewhere I was very skeptical. I Respect Muslims and honestly business, peace and health are the only religions for me. But,  something came in my mind and I just could not continue the discussion. I don’t know what is it ! I don’t know if the decision was out of fear, doubts, patri...

Money, Love, Sex, Fitness,….. Wait! Above mentioned words are tried and tested triggers in our day to day life. Right ? But now, suddenly “content” has grabbed its position in this list. All companies, big or small want to have a strong content on their website along with every promotional and introductory tools they come up with. “Content writing” 10 years ago, hardly anybody knew about this concept in the Indian market. I started writing professionally in the year 2014. My internship in one PR agency introduced me to this concept for the first time and before I could know, it spread like fragrance, everywhere. Gradually, I decided to start working as a freelancing content writer along with my permanent job. Slowly, slowly I realized the pressure almost every content writer must be feeling for being stuck to one chair for hours just to show how much creatively she/he can write. What ki...

The insecurity which Indira feels whenever she is about to fall in love or get attached to somebody emotionally is not the part of her core behavior. It is something she never wanted but is now within her. Indira has always been a sensitive child. She was the only child of Mr. and Mrs. Pandit. Her father was an accountant in one company and mother was a homemaker. Her grandparents used to stay with them too. It was a happy family but a strict one. Academic growth was always essential, and sports and cultural activities were considered as a mere waste of time. Mr. and Mrs. Pandit was not wealthy, but they had a stable income and own house, which was enough for them. Indira grew up in a small town, studied in vernacular medium, completed her graduation in the same town and left it for the nearest metro city when she decided to get a job. But it was never this smooth! It is never this smooth for anybody, be it Indira or you or me. Life is never this smooth, i...

Sitting in her office doing daily routine work, she was thinking about her life a few months ago! It has not been too long since she has stopped talking to her ex! Though their relationship has always been full of ups and downs, she knew they share something which is beyond their understand and control! Or at least she felt so! 'Ting" a mail popped up on her screen, and she came back to the present! "Even after 7 months, I am still so much into him", she thought and got back to work! Indira has always been a 'strange' girl for people around her! And she used to think the same about her too, but a few things happened, and she recognized what she is made of! Now, people's perspectives and labels do not bother her that much! Her tattooed body, pierced nose, and ears,  funky shorts, crop tops, not so attractive face but the slender body, all these characteristics have always been a topic of discussion wherever she has been! Earli...