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About me

 Hello, there!


Welcome to my world.

A former lawyer and a consultant, I am a freelance writer and blogger who enjoys writing on myriad topics. 

I also enjoy writing short and flash fiction, and have written short stories that have appeared on several platforms, as well as contributed to four anthologies - When Women Speak Up, which came out in January 2018, No Apologies, which came out in December 2018, Tea with a Drop of Honey, which came out in October 2020, and #Love, which was a Valentine's release that came out in February 2021; which have all been well received by my readers. 

My debut short story collection, Uncommon - Stories of Love and Acceptance, published in December 2020, and available on Amazon, has been receiving a lot of love from my readers as well. 

In addition, you can find me rambling away about life on my blog Rashmi's Space and gushing about books on FindMyRead.

You can also find my ramblings on Momspresso, Parentous, Readomania, Caleidoscope Cultural Mag, WomensWeb, eFition India, and Indian Moms Connect among others.

I strongly believe in the power of the written word, because what is life, if not for the stories we tell each other, right? 

So, Happy Reading! 

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