It's a peculiar way in which eye-openers come darting at you. They're there even before you know it. Mine came last night, in the form of the ledger balance available in my account. After registering the shock and composing myself saying "it's okay, I'm young, I can afford to spend that kind of money once in a while", I woke... Continue Reading →
It’s Been A While…
I was watching the final season of Desperate Housewives over the weekend. The show, if you keep your prejudices about the name aside, is a very brilliantly written show. I respect any creation that has a good story as its spine. It makes me respect the writer and everyone who agreed to work on it.... Continue Reading →
On a Potter’s Wheel!
I love how things are created. Sometimes, when I write for myself and my fingers play on the keyboard or glide with a pen across a page, I feel like a potter on a wheel giving shape to clay that was once nothing. Slowly and steadily, creating a form that once did not exist. Watching... Continue Reading →
Lounging Around
It's my second post in the "month of love" and it makes me wonder if I should be talking about love. And now, that this post has begun, I'll just digress from the first line. I just needed to break the ice between me and my dashboard's "New Post" tab. There's no intended, coherent reason for writing... Continue Reading →
Celebrating Goodbyes?
And here I sit in the middle of November with just 15 days to go and nothing planned for my 3rd blogoversary. 3rd? Oh my God! Is it really the third year of blogging? I feel like it was just yesterday we went cruising from A to Z on this very blog with so many wonderful people aboard! To be... Continue Reading →
Of Feeling and Thinking
Work is relaxed right now. We still haven't jumped into deep waters, and everyone is adrift with just enough to do and almost nothing to do. It's a scarily delicate balance. One prod here and we'll have our hands full. One nudge there and we can while away time just as we please! So, basically... Continue Reading →
It’s a Sad Sad Story…
I look at my blog occasionally, when I find the courage to face myself, and I see an empty notebook. While I am fond empty notebooks, like I mentioned in an earlier post, I do look at this one now and feel—sad. Yes, that's the word—sad! It's sad that I don't have the time to... Continue Reading →
C for Conversations
Casually I walked into the room. I sat down on a wooden chair. That’s what I liked most about this place– its furniture. It reminded me of a far off place. A place that existed when I did not. I ordered the usual and looked out of the window. I saw the world passing by.... Continue Reading →
B for Boredom
Honestly, I am so bored to even write this post. Bored to put pen to paper (yes, those things still exist) and bored to string words. In the last one year my life has been pretty exciting. Pretty good. Touchwood. And 3 days of boredom is more than what I can take. Yeah, in the... Continue Reading →
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