On the surface, I'm just another girl; Nothing astoundingly sui generis. But as my true self will unfurl, You'll see I'm all but generic. Just a simple soul, trudging through The ineffable maze called life. Akin to making that elusively perfect brew, It's onerous to solve the mystery I am. It isn't merely what I… Continue reading Who am I?
Today may be just any other day for me but for you it might be a special day; it's a normal day for some of us but it might even be your birthday! Isn't it strange how everything is the same for us yet so different? How the day & night and everything in nature is the… Continue reading A note
I have attended two weddings so far this year as winter season is when most weddings take place here even though the weddings are at night. Indian weddings aren't as serious as people make them out to be. I'll share with you the pictures of the latest and you can judge for yourself. This is… Continue reading Indian wedding
Whenever I talk about this thing in front of people who do not belong to India, they have a hard time grasping this concept. It's not because it's something difficult but because people associate this word with other things mostly. Let me explain. Farewell, in general means bidding goodbye. So, whenever someone says they have… Continue reading Farewell (Indian context)
It's never about having or not having the time, it's all about priorities.
As I sit in the train/metro/tube which has now been stranded between two stations till it moves again, I look out the window instead of into the window open on my phone. What do I see? I see humungous buildings under construction, each threatening to be taller than the other. Then people say, "look outside… Continue reading Looking out the window
Often we hear these words, "be you." However, for many, being themselves might not be as fun. Why? Because they don't have anyone to share their time with, no one cares about them. However, when you behave as others do irrespective of whether you like it, people get interested. Read on... Just sitting there, empty,… Continue reading Till I put on the mask