

Thoughts are like footprints, leaving their mark…
On my mind, without permission.

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.

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?

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.

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.
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.


What is this life? So full of strife, What is this life? With an impossible wife. The mornings are tense, The afternoons are mild, Evenings, you wonder, How best to smile. We fight, we scream, We accuse, we steam, We often behave Like actors on a TV screen. I am volatile, I am mad, I…

I have always wanted to live in Singapore. I love the city. In 2015, when we chose our little apartment in the large, sprawling condominium in the east, my main criteria was a decent kitchen space (no brushing elbows with family members while cooking) and my husband’s condition was a balcony – if possible with…

What does that mean? That sounds preposterous! But often true. Why? Because the fear of loss defeats the will to win. Isn’t it true that at times, we secretly wish that we do not achieve something in fear of losing it later on? I can hear the ambitious snorting and shaking their heads in disbelief.…