I’m an author, film-maker and teacher. This is a safe space for the unspoken and for that which feels difficult to articulate. An exploration into how to be whole when everything about our culture and socio-political environment divides our personhood into fragments of our self.
We shall create connections. Practice empathy and being authentic. Embrace guilt, shame and anxiety and make them awkward. Acknowledge loss and rely on humour and grace to heal us.
In the stories I tell, I look for courage, resilience and hope in our lived experiences. I make lists of dreams I forgot to chase, secret envies, self-care triumphs and small answers to big questions about life, love and letting go.
My books, My Daughters’ Mum and Immortal For A Moment are self-help masquerading as memoir. Or vice versa. I write to be heard, and even more to listen. Writing is my version of conversation. I look forward to hearing from you.
Ochre Sky Memoir Writing Workshop
As one sifts through memories, emotions and personal experience to connect the personal to the universal, writing about one's life can be a healing, joyful and transformative journey, both for the writer as well as readers.
The Memoir workshop with Natasha Badhwar offers an empathetic space for writers to practice their unique voice and craft personal narratives that are resonant and evocative. Collectively we shall speed-write as well as slow-write to prompts that evoke compelling essays that are intimate, thought-provoking and deeply honest.
The workshop includes 5 immersive group sessions, weekly prompts for essays and nourishing feedback emails catered to the participating writer's unique needs, challenges and strengths.
Workshop Fees: Rs. 22,000/-
Rs. 17,000/- for returning writers - those who have already attended one or more workshops with us.
Choose any one of these cohorts
10am - 1pm IST
September 2026
Tuesday mornings
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1 September
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8 September
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15 September
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22 September
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29 September
September 2026
Saturday mornings
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5 September
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12 September
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19 September
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26 September
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27 September
Ochre Sky Writing Circles
for writers from the Ochre Sky Memoir workshops
8 Friday evenings from
10 April and 29 May 2026
6:00 pm to 8:30 pm IST
Creativity and writing activities
Weekly Prompts
Appreciating form and craft​
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Creating a supportive community
Finding joy and healing in words
​8 Friday evenings in autumn 2026
6:00 pm to 8:30 pm IST
​8 Friday evenings in winter 2026
6:00 pm to 8:30 pm IST
DATES
COMING SOON
What does storytelling have to do with leadership?
Everything.
When we revisit the stories that have shaped us, we uncover the map of our life. How we have solved conflicts before is how we will solve them again. Some scripts need to be rewritten, others just need to be unearthed. Writing from our life throws up clarity and innovation. We grow in self-empathy—and that’s where real leadership begins.
In ‘Leadership & Selfhood through Creative Writing’ by AshokaX, Natasha Badhwar and Raju Tai invite you to rediscover your inner voice, re-author your story, and lead from a place of authenticity and emotional honesty.
You don’t have to be a writer. It’s our stories that make writers out of us. Trust the process.
Let our writers inspire you!
Motherhood taught me to stop dishing out advice
- Gargi Sen
I spent the next year trying to settle in with an infant who was like nothing I knew or expected, and a mother slowly sliding into insanity. The drudgery would drive me insane. The continuous cleaning, washing, sterilising, feeding routine was endless and finding five minutes for myself became impossible. I remember telling a friend that the baby is like one inlet pipe and two outlet pipes. All three continuously working.
Did I mention that I love to dance
- Noirtanki
It’s hard to believe I could be this person when just two days ago, I fumbled through a 2-minute conversation with a neighbour because I made the mistake of looking them in the eye.
Denied permission to visit her father's grave
- Sanobar Sabah
Mummy remained composed. My 9-year-old daughter stood next to her, hugging her for support, as her grandmother recited duas. I wondered how she would process this later as she stood on the threshold, while her brother joined the procession of their grandfather's burial.
The Summer of my Freedom
- Manisha G
This was supposed to be my breakthrough moment. But it felt like the opposite. I was shivering. I had lost my tongue. I pulled together every frightened muscle in my body to stand firm and straight. I looked straight into the eyes of the person who would soon have his hand on my neck. “I am not getting married to this boy or to anyone else,” I squeaked. “I will live my own life, I will be my own identity.”
In her world, none of this was taboo
- Parool Sharma
My mother grew in her practice, not only learning more but also getting more and more people to experience energy healing and learn it for themselves. Some people would question the veracity of what she was doing and would call it all kinds of things. Often Amma was made fun of.
Write to us at ochre.sky.workshops@gmail.com
