It all started when I was a young girl. I still remember the days when my father would bring me the Janhamamu (the Odia version of Chandamama) comics. I would eagerly wait for school to end so I could read those illustrated books. He knew exactly what stories I loved to read. While he brought Read more…

I have been quite fond of reading stories since forever. Reading kind of sends me into a trance, and I quite enjoy being in that space. After all, what better escape could there possibly be for an introvert like me? I suppose it all started with kids’ magazines. During my childhood days, it wasn’t that Read more…