If only, my candy floss knew how much love I could express.
Be yourself; Everyone else is already taken. — Oscar Wilde. This is my debut post here, so hello all. Just getting it all together and it will play itself perfectly! Subscribe below to get notified when I post new updates.
Recently, I got a notification on my phone informing me that I had last checked into Instagram over six months ago. The app egged me to check out what people around me were doing. What they had eaten, where they traveled, who they met with and where they were.And all my friends who had liked… Continue reading Tree and leaves
I have always been a bit of a hoarder. A hoarder is probably an understatement. One fine morning, the sight of my room was appalling. Stuff was strewn around carelessly. The room was as chaotic as my thoughts. Every other day I would ignore it or stuff it through cupboards. As long as it looked… Continue reading Where do the pieces fit
I was always a bit of A glass half empty person. Nothing ever really satisfied me and I was always looking for excuses to make a bad situation worse. The food was always too sweet, bland, spicy or too much in quantity for my preference. The weather was sultry or rainy. I was whimsical even… Continue reading Life and Home
I’ve always wanted a room of my own. However small it was, a room was what I craved for. A tiny space I could call my own.My niche. Fill it with my memories, both happiness and sadness. Things that represented my life. A place I could unwind in, no questions asked. Such was a place… Continue reading The window to the beyond
As a child, I loved eating stir-fried bananas. The recipe was probably simple, the bananas were steamed, peeled and then stir-fried in a pan with an array of spices. The steaming had to be perfect. It meant that the banana had to remain firm, yet soft. The stir fry was an art in itself. Choosing… Continue reading Stir-Fried Bananas
This is the way Saro had always known life. Early morning tasks which were more a compulsion than pleasure, a set regime that stretched into the day leaving no time for breaks. Saro always wanted to sit by the river and skip stones like a lot of children her age did. But, it was a… Continue reading Reflection and Life
With glass shards and broken beads That amalmagated to form the wonderous horizon Of colours that bounced off angled mirrors Shining in the afternoon heat With each twirl, the design changed dynamically As if propelled by the creator himself Each pattern more distinct than the other A gentle rattle reminded me of the rain outside… Continue reading Kaledioscope
Recently, I ordered Vaporub online as a precaution due to the ongoing COVID crisis. A soothing balm to my afternoon headaches, a spoonful in warm water to relieve clogged nostrils and everything that it claims. A panacea for cold and related symptoms.I ordered a large tub lest it finishes amidst the lockdown. I nestled the… Continue reading Vaporub and memories
Sometimes, we forget how much we have while running the race. A few days ago, I was at a loss of words. No stories were flowing out. My creativity was dry. Somehow, the days ahead seemed bleak. I was going through a rough patch in life, was worried and scared. My mind was on a… Continue reading Life and Nature
You are like a snowflake Intricate, complex and beautiful But, when you feel the kiss of the sun You melt away in my palm Leaving behind tears of sorrow and warmth