The other day, a small traffic had piled up on the street outside our building. It usually doesn't happen, so the honking and unrest made us go to the window to see what the fuss was all about. Turns out, one out of the two lanes was blocked by a huge fire-brigade truck so all... Continue Reading →
Every time I came to the blog in the last few weeks, I wondered what did I have to say. I believe this is a common malaise of bloggers who have personal blogs. What do we write about, we ask ourselves? As the days pass by, they cut and fold into themselves becoming more and... Continue Reading →
Forget the leftover change at the kirana store, run towards the auto, and run out of breath. You're going to be a few minutes late to the next meeting and even though you're sweating under your warm hair, you don't sweat this stuff anymore. Your ears are flowing with the sound of the simulated ocean.... Continue Reading →
Strap it in, folks. I am about to tell a story while I still can, and also because this is the only way to somehow put it out there. I chickened out. I have to say that first and get it out of the way. Folks who know me in person would never attest that... Continue Reading →
One of the things I love about mornings in my neighbourhood is how life trickles out on the streets and flares open to savour the day. I usually don't go out on weekday mornings, but on a weekend, I convince myself to let go of my inertia just to experience a taste of the revelry... Continue Reading →
A couple of weeks ago, a friend said to me that they had been struggling to be themselves for many months. It has stuck with me because, in more than one way, it has also been the battle I've been waging in my own life. I have had to change many things, but the fight... Continue Reading →
It seems to me that it has been a long time since I blogged about the ongoings of my life. In past blogging excursions, I have felt the need to embellish the fact with fiction to make the recounting palatable. It wasn't always this way on this blog. I was more forthcoming, less concealing, more... Continue Reading →
I figured this format could become an on-going story series. Part 1 is here. I am ashamed of sharing my feelings with him. A lizard runs across the bathroom ceiling as I am brushing my teeth. I stare at it, look at it without hesitating. It looks back at me. I continue brushing my teeth.... Continue Reading →
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