About Me

Welcome to my world of words, where family bonds, love, and the complexities of relationships take center stage. I’m Swati Sandeep, an author, educator, and social worker living in the quiet hills on the outskirts of Boston, Massachusetts.

As a mother of three, I see firsthand the profound impact family dynamics have on shaping lives, and that influence extends deeply into my writing. Growing up in a joint family with twelve cousins, where only my sister and I were girls, taught me to observe and understand the intricate workings of the male mind. This upbringing instilled in me a fascination with brotherhood, sibling bonds, and the unspoken language of relationships within families.

With over fifteen years of experience teaching young adults, I have witnessed their struggles, triumphs, and the defining role that family can play in their journeys. My stories reflect these experiences, exploring the power of resilience, support, and connection. Whether through fiction or heartfelt reflections, I strive to capture the essence of human relationships, especially the unique bonds that shape siblings and families.

Every piece I write is a tribute to the strength, complexity, and beauty of family life. Welcome to my storytelling journey. I hope my words resonate with you.

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