Please join me along with hundreds of other people at the “March For Our Lives” march today, March 24th.

I am going to be attending the march in San Francisco, which starts 1 pm at 335 McAllister St San Francisco, CA 94105.

I greatly encourage you all to attend a march near you.

Show them that what’s happening is wrong, and stand up for innocent lives. Make your voice heard.

Here is the link to find the closest march near you:





Holi 2k17

Happy Holi Everyone!

Holi is a festival of colors and love celebrated in India and Nepal. It is very fun, and brings the community together! Grandparents, kids, neighbors, everyone plays!



Book Review

Book review for The Honest Truth by Dan Gemeinhart

By: Ela Kulkarni 

I recently read this book called The Honest Truth. I really enjoyed the book, and captured the essence of it too. It’s a book that makes you think about things in a different way, mainly from the main character’s point of view. It may be a children’s book, but it has great descriptions of the scenery, of the character’s feelings or thoughts, and has a good storyline. My favorite part of the book is definitely the end, it  is an amazing ending. There is one specific paragraph in the last chapter which I thought was just beautiful —

“‘Was I close?’ he asked. ‘To the top, I mean? I wanted to climb it. To reach the top. Did I get close?’ Jessie swallowed and squeezed Mark’s hand in her own. ‘Yeah,’ she’d answered, after a few breathless moments. ‘Yeah, you got close.’ There’s more than one kind of truth. There’s the truth that you can measure, the truth on maps and charts and in books of facts. And maybe in that kind of truth, Mark didn’t reach the top. Maybe he didn’t even come close. Maybe in that kind of truth he got lost and wandered off the trail and didn’t come anywhere close to the top of anything. But in the other kind of truth, the kind of truth you feel in a deeper place, in that kind of truth the maps don’t matter. In that kind of truth the skinny, bald kid with the disease eating away at him and the little brown dog with one brown eye and one green eye made it farther than they ever should have. They made it farther than minds and maps could measure, but not farther than hearts could imagine. In that kind of truth, Mark totally made it. He made it to the top of every mountain.”

Most of you probably don’t know who Mark or Jessie are, but that doesn’t matter, the meaning of this paragraph showed me a whole different perspective of “truth”.

I encourage you all to read this book and tell me what you think! 🙂



Hi everyone!

        A few months ago, I went with my friend to go see the musical “Wicked”. It was amazing, the whole experience felt unbelievable. There were amazing mechanisms, songs, and of course, actors! I encourage everyone to go see it! 

This post is about the same story, told from different perspectives. What motivated me to write this was the fact that one person can interpret something one way, and another person could interpret the same thing in a different way… Which causes problems, when it’s only a small misunderstanding!


The Wizard Of OZ:

In the story the Wizard Of OZ, a little girl’s house is ripped away by a tornado. She is blown from Kansas all the way to the Land of Oz. In order to get back to Kansas, Dorothy has to go to The Emerald City, and meet the Wizard of Oz. On her journey back home Dorothy meets the Tin Man, who needs a heart, The Cowardly Lion, who needs courage, and the Scarecrow, who needs a brain. When they meet the Wizard of Oz he says he’ll help them only if they do a task for him… To kill the Wicked Witch of the West. Dorothy tells her friends that they don’t need the Wizard of Oz to give them what they want… The lion doesn’t need courage to make him brave, he already is. And she tells the scarecrow, he doesn’t need a brain, he’s already smart enough, she tells the Tin Man he doesn’t need a heart, he already cares enough.

Wicked is the story of the Wizard of Oz, told from the Wicked Witch of the West’s point of view. 


Wicked is The Wizard of Oz told from the Wicked Witch of the West’s point of view. In her version she isn’t evil, she never was. Elphaba (the Wicked Witch of the West) was born green and everyone made fun of her for being different… So she had a short temper but was never evil. The story shows why she did what she had to do, and why the Wizard of Oz is portrayed in a certain way.

Hello world!

I am Ela !

Ever since I was told that “Ela” means “The Earth” in Sanskrit, I have been fascinated by it.

I want to grow up and be an astronaut. Well, at least that is what I have decided right now. And also an Olympic swimmer, if I get time from my studies to become an astronaut.

I get a lot of ideas, all the time. My Dad keeps telling me to write them down and I keep forgetting to do so. Not any more. This, my first ever blog will be the place I will write all my ideas down. That way, all of you can read about them and tell me what you think.

So here goes…read on….