Bhavani Sundaram
Welcome to my website. I’m a blogger, author, and animal lover. My motivational and inspirational books are available on Amazon. Reading became a part of my life at a young age, thanks to my parents. I started with Amar Chitra Katha and comics like Archie, Asterix, and Richie Rich. Gradually, I moved on to reading Enid Blyton, Nancy Drew, and the Hardy Boys.
In our family, reading the daily newspaper was a routine. I still enjoy it, even though many people now prefer to read on their phones. Sometimes, I see younger generations more interested in games and social media. For them, the words “books” and “reading” seem like punishments. It makes me think about what they are missing out on.
Books take you to a world of wonder, filled with dreams, feelings, and emotions. They connect you to the characters, and often you find yourself reliving your life through their stories. I never thought of myself as an Author but I guess the love for books, reading and sharing my thoughts and experiences made be an author today and I owe a lot to my parents.
My website invites you to this wonderland. I will share my thoughts, experiences, and book reviews here. I hope we can connect and share our common thoughts and feelings.
Lessons From the Shelter Floor
Lessons From the Shelter Floor is a heartfelt journey into the world of animal rescue, compassion, and resilience. Through inspiring stories and real-life experiences, this book reveals the deep emotional connections formed between humans and animals in need. Every chapter highlights the challenges, sacrifices, and small victories that shape life inside a shelter, offering valuable lessons in empathy, kindness, responsibility, and hope. More than a collection of stories, it is a celebration of unconditional love and the transformative power of caring for vulnerable lives. This inspiring read encourages readers to make a meaningful difference in the lives of animals and their communities.
TUKI’S GRAND SALON CHASE BY PARUL SHARMA: A REVIEW
There is seldom a chance that an Indian writer truly catches my eye and holds me captive through an entire book. I picked up Tuki’s Grand Salon Chase from the common library in the society where I live, hoping for something light, witty, and gentle. What drew me in...
Dust If You Must
Dust If You Must Dust if you must, but wouldn’t it be betterto paint a picture, write a letter, bake a cake, plant a tree—to ponder gently over what you truly need? Dust if you must, but there’s not much time,with rivers to cross and mountains to climb,music to hear,...
Some Bonds….
Some bonds in life don’t ask for everyday presence —they simply wait with quiet patience. 🌿✨ There are days when someone drifts into their own silence,days when the world feels too heavyand words refuse to come. But real care doesn’t leave on those days.It stays —...
Finding Purpose After 60
Finding Purpose After 60 They say life slows down after sixty—but what if it’s the beginningof the most meaningful chapter? When the noise of expectations softens,the silence finally lets your own voice be heard.Dreams once postponedbegin to stretch awake again,like...
How Music Healed Me
How Music Healed Me There was a time when my world felt too loudyet somehow too quiet inside.Then—music found me.Not with grand entrances or fanfare,but softly, like sunlight slipping through half-closed curtains. A single melody became a hand to hold.A rhythm became...
Growing Old Together
Growing Old Together Let’s grow old together—not in grand, loud moments,but in the quiet oneswhere love is felt more than spoken. In the tea we brewbefore the sun has woken,in the way we waitfor each other at the door,in the laughter that returnseven after long days....
If I Could Tell My Younger Self….
If I Could Tell My Younger Self If I could tell my younger selfjust one thing,I’d say—breathe.Not every stormis meant to break you;some arriveonly to teach youhow strong you already are. I’d say—be kinder to yourself.You don’t need to carryevery expectationon small...
NADAR & NAZAR
In Urdu, there are two words that look almost identical and differ by just a single dot—yet their meanings carry entire philosophies within them. Nadar — ندرNazar — نذر The difference is small in script, but profound in thought. Nadar means grace, blessing, or divine...
Letters I Never Sent
Letters I Never Sent Letters I never sentstill live in the quiet corners of my mind—folded whispers,creased from being read a thousand timesbut never spoken aloud. They carry wordsI was too shy to say,feelings I was afraid to feel,truths I wasn’t ready to face. Some...