Recently, I found a book of quotes and poems I collected while I was a teenager. (That does make me sound old, but I'll keep that aside for now.) The book, with flowers and birds on it, is full of hope, love, friendship, little stars, and lots of warmth and optimism. It is refreshing to... Continue Reading →
Forgiving Myself
I have a little bit of an ego problem. I also have the ability to accept a sticky situation and reach out to make it right, doesn't matter if I'm right or wrong. I thank God that the acceptance is more than the ego. I've been in spots in the last some odd months where... Continue Reading →
A Love Affair
First of all, apologies that this post comes so late in the day. It's as overdue as overdue can be and as important as important can be. Getting straight to it. This is the story of a love affair. It began a long time ago, when a man named Ranbir Kapoor acted in a movie called Rockstar. This story... Continue Reading →
Journeys and Destinations
In spite of what transpired last night, I managed to wake up on time and catch my regular train. I am generally not a sucker for timelines, so I do miss my trains and buses that provide me free transport for a more customised way of living that costs me some dirty cash. Back to... Continue Reading →
Soulmates
Alone: Caged. Bound to You: Freedom. -Sameen soulmates
Love’s Cooking
Infusion of romance and a dreamy kiss; A dash of pressed flowers and embraces' heady mix. A pinch of assault she added, and gave it a little stir; Then waited for the broth to boil, and wiped away a tear. 2 cupfuls of angry letters and a ruby red stone; She added to the cauldron... Continue Reading →
Letting it Be
At times, I don't know how I am feeling. A sense of nothingness exists within me. I am not whining neither am I elated. I am not down in the dumps neither am I one among the stars. I don't feel miserable neither do I feel joyous. I just am. Just am. I am writing...just... Continue Reading →
Love in the Time of Cholera
I recently finished reading Love in the Time of Cholera by Gabriel Garcia Marquez. While he is very well-known for his work One Hundred Years of Solitude, I happened to chance this other book of his at Landmark. It has a mango-coloured cover with worn out drinking steel glasses and a stark red flowers in... Continue Reading →
2011 in review
The WordPress.com stats helper monkeys prepared a 2011 annual report for this blog. Here's an excerpt: A New York City subway train holds 1,200 people. This blog was viewed about 5,800 times in 2011. If it were a NYC subway train, it would take about 5 trips to carry that many people. Click here to... Continue Reading →