I bring out an old bottle of transparent nail varnish and polish my nails with it to dissuade myself from biting my nails close to the skin. It hurts when I touch the keyboard, wash the thousandth vessel of the day, and when I accidentally graze my hands against the desk. I pray with the... Continue Reading →
“But memories are time beings, too, like cherry blossoms or ginkgo leaves; for a while they are beautiful, and then they fade and die.” ― Ruth Ozeki, A Tale for the Time Being A couple of years ago, I read a book titled A Tale for the Time Being. The book was unassuming, part of... Continue Reading →
Earlier this week, I found myself completely unstitched, and then sewed up back again by the end of it. While trying to keep up, I thought of Kintsugi and what it would mean to glue our broken souls with liquid gold. If we could see souls, all of us would be walking skies with glowing... Continue Reading →
He went in the future and made startling sounds that would spin for hours. Sometimes he would chew the color of not long before. He was broken. He won't show it to anyone but you. Let him come in.
...we should stop punishing each other for the way we feel.
Over the last few years, a few people have tried to control what goes up on this blog. In ways more than one, I have found myself battling with how much I need to say, and more importantly what I need to say here. For whatever reasons, I have been at the receiving end of... Continue Reading →
Foster father asked me this question a few months ago. He thought I was refusing to look beyond what I had, the people I knew, and the experiences I journeyed through. Especially because I was completely snug in my little shell of salmon-pink. Now that I look around and see how big the ocean really... Continue Reading →
I have always maintained that people are fascinating. Of course, they're tedious and messy too, but only the ones whom you don't know. This post is about the things people in my life have said to me during conversations and for some reason or other they have stuck. Obviously, I will not leave their names in... Continue Reading →
I am veering towards believing that not everyone deserves what they get, but they definitely deserve everything they give. Posted from WordPress for Windows Phone