These days, when I drive by myself, and shuffle play music from my teenage years, songs that I have not heard in ages fill the airwaves. Dido, Michelle Branch, Shania Twain, Anna Nalick, Avril Lavigne, Hilary Duff all those great women serenade me. And when the songs come on, from the recesses of my own... Continue Reading →
quick scribbles: 29.04.26 / ate an 11 pm dinner of one cucumber, a cube of cheese, a cup of blueberry yogurt with chia seeds / haven’t read in days; miss reading about Levin’s Russian countryside home in Anna Karenina / turns out patience is a muscle / poetry writing month ends tomorrow / did not... Continue Reading →
quick scribbles: 02.04.26 / had taken time off from blogging / life became too overwhelming at the start of the year / did not know where to place the words / complicated feelings / the world, my world coming apart at its seams / everything was louder / not enough silence / no prayer /... Continue Reading →
quick scribbles: 19.12.25 / taken time off from work / wrapping up my reading for the year / one book to go / trying to ignore the motes of dust that fall copiously on everything in this neighbourhood / still in love with trees / Saw Shrinking on Apple TV and realised all one wants... Continue Reading →
short notes: 16.11.25 / been here and there / watching the TV series Dark and having my mind scrambled / religiously reading every day to meet my reading goal for 2025 / bought new lenses for experiments with photography / submitted poems / acclimatising to the onset of winter / ❄️ 🍜
I am newly interested in glass bottles as a hobby. I wash the glass bottles that show obvious signs of re-use, dip them in warm water to remove the sticker, and finally scrub them with baking soda to remove all traces of who they used to be. Then, I dry them in the sun like... Continue Reading →
What is the measure of wisdom but the capacity for kindness? Towards oneself more than anyone else. Followed by everyone else. *** I am considering buying a concealer, a new addition to the fathomless sea that is supposed to be a woman's make up kit. It starts small. It starts with a lip gloss. Every... Continue Reading →
Someone asked me today what do I write about on this blog. "Death, life, love, sex, envy, pride, lust, what?" they said. It got me thinking for a while, and I wondered why isn't that I am writing about death, sex, envy, pride, and lust, even? Maybe, in some ways, I am, but am I... Continue Reading →
In an episode of The Big Bang Theory, Howard is asked to throw the first pitch at a baseball game. Woefully incompetent at anything remotely related to sports, he turns to taking lessons from Bernadette and Raj. When he has doubts about his ability to throw even that one ball, he calls his colleague with... Continue Reading →