Hi, I am
Gowri Bhargav
I’m Gowri Bhargav. I live in Chennai with my husband and two children. Though an Electrical engineering graduate I’ve always enjoyed getting lost in the world of stories rather than being connected with electricity. This led me to obtain my storytelling certification from Kathalaya academy. As a freelance storyteller I have been conducting storytelling sessions for children and workshops for teachers.
I enjoy reading and look forward to magical escapades in libraries, however I became a writer by chance. During Covid I joined Facebook and got introduced to various literary platforms like ArtoonsInn,Penmancy, Beyond the Box( BTB) and Chrysanthemum Chronicles where I discovered my love for writing and honed my writing skills. Though I dabble in prose, poetry is something that comes naturally and is closest to my heart. I’m grateful that my writings, both prose and poetry, have been published in around twenty national and International anthologies.
I’m also grateful to have received the BTB – best blog of the year award in the year 2023 and 2024.
This blog is a home to all my writings—prose, poetry, travelogues and much more. Do show some love by reading and commenting.
Short Stories
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Book Reviews
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Recent Posts
Singapore Diaries
It had been almost a year since the four of us had gone on a vacation somewhere. We thought of Singapore and almost immediately booked a four-day trip to the Lion City, during the first week of May. Day 1 On Friday, May 3rd we landed in Singapore at 8 am. We...
Soulful Sojourns
Soft whispers, Silent silhouettes, Sublime sky sequined with stars, Wand'ring waves from the sonorous sea, Swaying cattails ‘midst the dunes, Ah! Memories moor Once again… Moonlit melodies Resound with fond songs from yore, Dwelling in those frozen moments...
Grandmother’s Mysterious Superpower
“Screeeech! ” Sundari's father applied the brakes as a herd of mooing cows crossed the road. The cows seemed to be in no hurry despite the repeated honks from the buses and trucks. “The city is such a noisy place. Gosh! My ears hurt a lot. Too many vehicles… too...
A Prisoner Named Death
During the early hours of eventide, in the season of winter, The last leaf that was tethered to a bough in vain did wither, My wizened face having witnessed all the vicissitudes of life had lost its vigor, Having embraced transience, I knew the profound truth that...
Eternal Damnation
Year 3000 The sky is a raging inferno harboring vicious storms. Every tree in the parched landscape is reduced to a skeletal silhouette against the somber landscape. The earth appears barren and more like a hellhole. Having formed a totalitarian government the...
Storm of Passion
The night sky appeared turbulent with caliginous clouds. The howling wind intensified and soon thunderstorms lashed across the towering walls. Yet again, I was reminded of that stormy night when I first met her… Six Months Earlier My boat had capsized but I'd managed...