It was the 3rd of Oct’2016. I was 34 years old, had my angel newborn baby in my arms, and rightfully so, I weighed my heaviest ever – 76 Kgs. 🙁 What a lovely experience pregnancy and motherhood are all about, of course, minus everything that makes the woman look fat and worn out. The

********** The scale read “76 point something”. My vision blurred. And my mind refused to read the numbers beyond the decimal. Doing otherwise, anyways, wouldn’t have averted the risk – of grave disappointment. I hurriedly stepped down, wore my slippers, and turned around, pretending

She was beauty and seduction intertwined. A gale of delight from the divine.  That’s how I felt about this beautiful little Greek island of Santorini. It’s implausible, to not be smitten, by its mystical charm, and fantasize about every moment spent here, even long after, you are