Footprints on my mind…
Thoughts are like footprints, leaving their mark…
On my mind, without permission.
Blog
This blog is a collection of my writings, such as articles, travelogues, poems and stories: the ramblings of a creative mind and an enthusiastic writer.
Books
A dream come true! Published my first novel – A love story in the midst of an earthquake that devastated Bhuj in 2021. What can happen in such circumstances?
Published Clips
My love for writing took wings when I had the courage to reach out to publications. Take a look at some of my published works over more than two decades.
Mom Speaks…
Some journeys in life are extraordinary. It is often difficult to express them, but here I have tried to share some of the most special moments of my life.
Meet the Author
Ishita Deshmukh is, in many ways, a mascot for national integration! Born to Bengali and Gujarati parents, she grew up on a steady diet of Tamil culture and French literature (in the lovely town of Puducherry). If that wasn’t enough, she is married to a Telugu bidda. She has this uncanny (and unnerving) ability to switch between six different languages in the course of a conversation.
Ishita is a multi-tasking marketing professional with over 2 decades of experience. She recently worked in a Indian Classical Arts organisation as a marketing executive, organising small to large events with some celebrated artistes.
Latest Blogs
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Who Am I?
A person to love, A person to hate. A person to kill, A person to date. Who am I? A person so humble,A person so kind, A person so crazy, A person so blind. Who am I? An artist or a writer,A musician or an entrepreneur,A chef or a mother,A housewife or a business owner.…
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Anti-Leisure
What is the world,So full of care, That we have time, To stand and scare! Time to scold,Time to be bold, Time to grumble,And Time to crumble. But no time to see,The kindness, in her eyes, No time to see, the love, In his heart. What is this life, Just full of care, We have…
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Anniversary Special
There are moments in time,Very few these days,And on rare occasions,That I feel inexpressibly happy. We walked, we chatted, We listened to each other. In times of stress, we felt at peace,By the river in Boat Quay. Promises were made, Dreams were aired,Faith was renewed, In the love we shared. It was a night to…
Footprints on the Mind 