I eat an entire loaf of banana cake, picking it out with my bare hands thinking about that yellow sweater in the window of the shop I pass by every day. Maybe I should buy the yellow sweater, clean out the new drawers decaying with the promise of old things, not eat an entire loaf... Continue Reading →
Sometimes I wish I was the kind of person who would be consistent to the point of boring and follow the Korean skincare routine, finish all the products I had flown in all the way from South Korea, and be predictable to myself. I wish that I was the kind of person who would leave... Continue Reading →
On Familiarity Somewhere off Auroville; In a Place Far, Far Away On my way back home, for an instant, I wished I could go over to Boy and tell him about how I had met someone almost like him and then not like him at all. Then, I thought of telling FF about how I’d... Continue Reading →
I've realised that reading a blog is making an investment. It takes the reader some time to get around a blog, get to know the blogger, find a connection, and then, stay. If that's the case, I know some people have made the investment to read mine and stay. To them, thank you so very... Continue Reading →
I did not take part in NaNoWriMo this year. In fact, I haven't written anything substantial since NaNoWriMo 2014. That was the last time I closed 35000 words on my book. It has been lying so ever since. I did not finish the script I was writing with Boy. He left, as you would know.... Continue Reading →
Unwritten letters bled. Words fell off. Entry to the six-word story challenge by Ben Nicholson that I read on the Devilrockz blog.
After the signing-off line in my last travelogue post, I realised that there is nothing such as a frustrated post. How can a post be frustrated? A post can be about frustration, and not frustrated itself. You get what I mean? So, here I am. Not frustration so much, but just to express how tough the... Continue Reading →
This morning I was quickly going to write about how I decided to re-include reading in my schedule. I told myself - no matter if my travel is just 15 mins in the train, I shall dedicate those 15 mins solely for reading. Also, I decided to read a book written by a male author. This has... Continue Reading →