It was magnificent. Easy to read, stimulating and it positively ignited my curiosity. I couldn’t stop turning the pages. and then… It felt like the writer got lazy. The ending was a let down. It wasn’t the actual ending but the chapter that led to it. It was like there were a couple of chapters […]
Every New Year, for as long as I can remember I’ve done something. There has been some kind of plan. Most of them were spent at lavish New Years parties. Since Tha worked in the Hotels, we always had a party to be at. One of my fondest childhood memories, is running around from table […]
This past New Years weekend I went up to New Hampshire. There was an episode of cooking; a feast worthy of kings. There was an episode welcoming the New Year in a New way. There was an episode of walking through the woods, building stories and spending quality time with my Malli (aka Little Brother, […]
On Christmas eve, a long haired, bespectacled Sicilian man gave me a haircut. He had full sleeve tattoos and wore a black velvet vest over his maroon workman’s shirt. A solid 5 ft 5inches, he wore vintage round spectacles over a prominent nose that had seen a few too many breaks. His eyes twinkled, and […]
“Autumn” was written in October, “Winter” was written at the begining of December. Despite the “perfect writing weather” I lost my words. I lost them in Sri Lanka. So here is “Sri Lanka” my attempt to decipher my experience there, and try to find my words again. Autumn The wind hummed, thrashing the fallen leaves against […]
My love-ish life is a riot these days! As a friend pointed out recently I’ve been in the heavy artillery zone, and its a shock I’m still alive. But this isn’t a post about a girl who built walls around her heart to keep people out, or to protect the fractured pieces of her heart. […]
My love-ish life is a riot these days! As a friend pointed out recently I’ve been in the heavy artillery zone, and its a shock I’m still alive. But this isn’t a post about a girl who built walls around her heart to keep people out, or to protect the fractured pieces of her heart. […]
Originally posted on theshadowseeker:I want to tell stories. Happy stories. I want to talk about the view. The view from the top of that mountain, that rock, this building and his room. I want to speak of the men I fell in love with and how they laughed. How their hands were different and…
Originally posted on theshadowseeker:I want to tell stories. Happy stories. I want to talk about the view. The view from the top of that mountain, that rock, this building and his room. I want to speak of the men I fell in love with and how they laughed. How their hands were different and…
Originally posted on The Fight In Me:[gallery type="rectangular" ids="1238,1239"] One morning, sitting by the window bathing in the sun she was eating an apple. She was enjoying the heat of the summer, when she imagined the sun shining on her apple got captured as she bit into it and she tasted the sun. Startled…
Originally posted on The Fight In Me:[gallery type="rectangular" ids="1238,1239"] One morning, sitting by the window bathing in the sun she was eating an apple. She was enjoying the heat of the summer, when she imagined the sun shining on her apple got captured as she bit into it and she tasted the sun. Startled…
I walked into the house after a long day at work, and worrying about my heart and my heart’s man. I was greeted by the sight of my mother, beaming and blooming at the mere sight of me. I could see the love filling her up, and when she held me I felt safe as […]
I walked into the house after a long day at work, and worrying about my heart and my heart’s man. I was greeted by the sight of my mother, beaming and blooming at the mere sight of me. I could see the love filling her up, and when she held me I felt safe as […]
It’s so nice to share** stories. To be a part of a collective memory. A memory retold so many times, in so many settings, it gains a life of its own. A memory that often begins with a single phrase: “Remember that time…” Each of us with our own bit to add. Our own part […]
It’s so nice to share** stories. To be a part of a collective memory. A memory retold so many times, in so many settings, it gains a life of its own. A memory that often begins with a single phrase: “Remember that time…” Each of us with our own bit to add. Our own part […]
Originally posted on TIME:With the news that actor and comedian Robin Williams has died at age 63—he was found at his home in California after an apparent suicide on Monday—fans around the world have been left reeling. From Twitter to late night, tributes have poured in for a man who, for many, defined comedy.…
Originally posted on TIME:With the news that actor and comedian Robin Williams has died at age 63—he was found at his home in California after an apparent suicide on Monday—fans around the world have been left reeling. From Twitter to late night, tributes have poured in for a man who, for many, defined comedy.…
This post is for my friend Christine. These last two weeks she invited me to stay at her beautiful home, while she travelled for work. Her home,her energy, her fiercely romantic heart, and the way she believes in true love surrounded me and filled my dreams. All credit for this post goes to her. Thank […]
This post is for my friend Christine. These last two weeks she invited me to stay at her beautiful home, while she travelled for work. Her home,her energy, her fiercely romantic heart, and the way she believes in true love surrounded me and filled my dreams. All credit for this post goes to her. Thank […]
I wrote this a couple of weeks ago. It’s funny how life works out. My need to do more is currently being filled with more responsibility and general busy-ness at work. I love my job. It’s crazy and most of the time I’m spinning- but I love the urgency and energy. I love the team […]