Dear Thirty-five year old Me, So we meet. Finally. I wish I could tell you that’s it been a long wait, and that I have been dying to meet you, but that would be a lie, and a totally un-necessary…
Letter to a 35-year old Me!
Tag: life
Is it just me?
Is it just me who’s bothered?….. or is there nothing to be bothered about? Yesterday’s newspaper had an obscure bit of news – forest fires in Wayanadu, where fires had been started at 15 different places simultaneously; leading to the…
What makes for a good travel partner!
I have always taken pride in the fact that I can get along with most people. On most days. So it’s really strange when I find that travelling with people is not that easy. Your travel partner could be your…
Conversations for a Married Couple
One of things that scared me about marriage was big gatherings. Not just gatherings with relatives, but even gatherings with friends. And if you know anything about me, that’s strange. I love being with people, and I have always loved…
The View from the Balcony
Every day after work, the husband and me sit sipping chai in our apartment balcony. It’s usually dusk, the sky is a brilliant cloudy orange, there’s the faint smell of the chemicals used for fumigating mosquitoes, there’s the sound of…
Introspection
Written a long time back…but didnt feel upto posting it till now… 🙂 Its been a long break – and this time it was not a case of verbal constipation – Its just that it has been difficult to articulate…
Venting again…
I have never understood why I have given so much importance to love. All that is a weapon – a weapon to defeat people. A weapon to wound, lash out, to massacre – till you reduce the person whom you…
Of Heartbeats and Silences
His heart was beating steadily. His chest hair had been shaved off, and I missed its roughness against my cheek. But then he takes my hand gently and I am glad to feel the familiar feel of the tough skin…
Can I be happy for you
Why on earth do FRIENDS have to get married?!!!!!! Its the most annoying thing EVER! and I am tired of pretending that I am happy for them. I am NOT!!! Well, I am..but I also hate them for doing it. Simply…
Photoshop?
The flowers match with the salwar I wore – pink. Oh well, the flowers were bright pink and I wore light pink, but what the heck, they did go well. The green looked fresh and bright, and so did the…