I have not written in a while.  Now I type a blog post on my phone. Why? Because am stuck in trasit due to delayed flights and a wonderful airline I ended up boarding. I miss my kid, am annoyed at what is happening around me and have lost a lot of respect for some people.  Why? For multiple reasons. ...

Speaking to a friend who works a few meters away from the protests zone, I was given a few insights as to what was going on in the country. She was citing the outrageousness of the anti-protest laws, and how people were coming into the city to join the protest. I ask her whether she is safe, and whether she ...

Ash looks at the photo and says, “You two look totally in love!” I was not too sure about that, at least not at that particular moment she was referring to. Sure, I loved Aiden, and that too in my own way. And he claims he loves me in his own way. (Thank god we never get into analysing what ...

“You keep playing these silly pranks!” he tells me. “Yes, but they are still funny!”I reply. It was too easy to make him believe things sometimes, in spite of he being the one who had warned me that he would be playing pranks, and I should be careful not to get annoyed. A few weeks back he had found some ...

Three things I have learnt in 2013: I love my son, I love him  “a lot!” People often ask me how difficult it is to be a single mum. Well the answer depends on the day you ask the question. Then again, one things remains a constant, and that being the fact that having Akashiv has been most amazing experience. ...

I met them at different times. Lama when she woke me up by walking into the room. She looks at me, and says “You are so beautiful! Where are you from?” Being the woman I am, and the instincts functioning the same way that any woman’s does, a long term friendship was born instantaneously.  Over the numerous times I fell ...

Aiden calls. The last day in Nepal, and I was trying to get some sleep, for a change. But the room service staff had already spoilt it for me, with their enthusiasm to clean my room. I wish they had the same enthusiasm to clear up the room when I was not in it, so that I would not have ...

She talks, and I listen. The pack of cigarettes half emptied, and a half filled glass in front of me. She talks, I listen, think of the coat left behind, while tightening the thin sweater that I had remained my only option. Our lives do not seem much different despite the years in difference, and my son being an element ...

She immersed in the water, the ripples forming around her. It was warm, and she let her whole body submerge as she blocked his screams that resonated in her head. He was back in one of his moods, and this time with another woman in the picture. It was tiring, very tiring to be listening to the stories, reliving them, ...

I watched seated in bed, Aiden walking around the room, getting ready for work. He had been tiptoeing around the room, but I awaken nevertheless. He notices me watching him, comes over to land a kiss on my forehead while continuing to gather his socks, shoes and what not. I think of how the two of us keep crossing paths, ...

I was standing behind a friend yesterday when I thought it would be fun to cover his eyes like an immature being, and he responds immediately, “Ah Sri Lanka!.”  Since my hands remain covering his eyes, I ask him how he knew it to be me. He replies, “well it was easy, I saw a black woman going past me, ...

Losing Our Way… We had lost out way. Amidst our work meetings, our diner dates with others, and different ports of destinations, the two of us had lost our way. While he fascinated over his hotel stays, new discovered lands, and I brooded over my books, research papers and hopped on planes for meetings we had lost the taste of communication. It had ...

I have lived all my life with people who have not considered putting things around the house in order as one of their priorities. I have walked into finding piles of clothes on my studying table, things thrown around in the living room, all forms of equipment to be placed in the garage sale, placed in the middle of my ...

I open my twitter account to find the Syrian Black Hole. I dive into it, to read of those who have been detained, tortured, and then gone missing, never to be heard of, never to be seen by the loved ones, and just disappear without a trace. One cannot help but wonder how humans are capable of inflicting all the ...

I missed him. We never fought. But this time I think we had.  Over some man, who had nothing to do with our lives.  Completely irrelevant as the other man be, he had successfully opened a new door for us: A fight.  A passive one at that. Then again, I am not even sure whether what we had constitutes a ...

Recipe for a perfect weekend -Aiden -Two full days of no lap-top -Two full days of limited internet -No phone -A lot of walking (and a lot of holding hands) -Tolerating each other’s snoring -Not fighting over bills or splitting bills -A lot of sleep -More sleep -And more Aiden time I have not written in a while. I think ...

I needed space and I told him. “Space as in the relationship or space as in the apartment?” I wasn’t surprised. It was normal for us to talk in two dialects, though we managed to understand each other in general on things that mattered. “I mean I need mental space.” I was not sure what I was trying to express. ...

I decide to bug him. It was the usual story, me saying something that was attention grabbing, and he reacting to it with sincerity, followed up by my usual statement “I was kidding”. Yesterday was different. I think he was more tired than usual, or his work-out at the gym was more exhausting than usual, we kept meeting each ...

“Do you think I am a bad person?” he asks. I do not reply. And I prefer not to reply. Why? Because I barely knew him. Had met him for half a day, and spoken to him over chat on a not so regular way. I honestly was not the person from whom he should have been asking the question. ...

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