The flowers are tight in buds. Have I forgotten the smell of monsoon? Lately, I've been thinking a lot about where and with whom I spend my days. I have been forced to rethink the acquaintances and environments I occupy because the ways in which I show up for others, are not the ways in... Continue Reading →
804 words By Day Eight, I had finished reading 7 books from Oct 1 to Nov 3. I was mighty pleased with myself to have gotten back into the rhythm of reading literature (I read some really intense books) and also for starting off my November so strong. Reading a whole book in just 3... Continue Reading →
601 words Encouraged by a friend, I wanted to record a video of me talking about this and that; it wasn't supposed to be all that serious, just fun and games. I recorded many takes, one of which was noisy, one was pointed but politically incorrect, and another was longish. Eventually, unhappy with each take,... Continue Reading →