Stream of consciousness musings on some of the "whys", "hows" and "damnits" I have in my head.

We made it to week two! What a whirlwind of a week. There's also a midweek holiday this week. That's three "weeks" in one sentence. Already winning in 2020.

Yes, I'm committing to it! I will hopefully start documenting all good things/things that I am grateful for in 2020, regardless of ungrateful things/life might seem to me at that moment. Here is a recap of the last week of December 2019, first week of January 2020.

Hello and Happy New Year! Here are some of my wishes to the world for 2020, hoping that some of it will manifest, for both you and I. 

A look back at the 'decade' in lessons, learnings and victories because recalling year-by-year can be God-awful-painful.

Stream of consciousness musings on holidays, loneliness and the self.

The end of the year is always a good time to think, reflect and, be sad.

It's been difficult, but this is how I manage to remain grounded and grateful in the last 14 days of 2019.

What a whirlwind of a year. To say that things have taken a 360° is an understatement. This time last year, I had four jobs, two of which were especially promising, a relatively better personal life situation and no abs. Fun fact, it's the end of 2019 and I still don't have abs. Here's to 2020, the year of possibility.

Hello and welcome back! I suppose blog relaunches are not big because not many even read blogs nowadays, but blogging is one of the ways in which I can continue writing, so this is what we will do (despite not many even reading!). I’ve been thinking, almost since the time I bought this domain on what I wanted to do with this space. I initially …

Writings by a young (ish) woman belonging to a minority community.

Hi, you! Yes, you, you the one reading this. How are you? Thanks for dropping by and trying to see what’s been written. It’s been a while, I know. I decided that I should stop… More

During my time in India, my love for you grew and while you were always #1, (South) India soon became #2 and Nepal, #3. My work became a blessing to me and I began travelling more of South Asia and before you know it, I had fallen in love with the region, its people and paradise, all over again. But throughout it all, you remained #1. 

Back when I used to study Literature, they would often say that tragedy writes easier than comedy. The fact that I'm still writing, three days in a row, is also my inability to find solace with myself and what has happened. 

Two days we have spent doing the bare minimum. Our fingers are number from the endless scrolls and our eyes hurt from staring at screens for longer than we should. We are not sure where our cars would take us but our emergency bags are packed.

I began drafting this post in my mind from the time I was woken up with a call with this very news. While asleep, I dreamt of blood. Blood on me and blood around me. I’ve been having weird dreams for weeks anyway so that’s all there is to it. My Mother, while watching the news tells me of the ...

General anxieties on life and the sorts have been at an all-time high too and last night, I thought about the first few times I made silly attempts at suicide.

To say that January has WHIZZED BY in a blink of an eye, is accurate. This month has also been rough.

I’ve been writing this post since the start of December. Since December 02nd I’ve been drafting the first bits in my mind and on the 04th I took it to paper/screen. Every blog post that… More

It has been a long time and a lot has happened, duh. But let's not try to get too ambitious and call this a weekly practice, but a frequent practice of being thankful to what's around me.