“If history bothered to document our stories, there wouldn't be enough paper in the world to bear witness to all the women who've been imprisoned because our emotions proved too inconvenient for men to handle and too terrifying for them to ignore.”
I wrote this article a long time ago, when I was battling other issues. And I now wonder how time works. At every point in time, issues differ and our reactions to them differ. But we're always battling something. Constantly. The rays of the sun slanted down on the road that extended towards the far … Continue reading Fly Away…
I have the habit of sitting at the Starbucks closest to home for two reasons: amazing coffee, and decent Wi-Fi. I lose track of time when I work here and get so much done that I’m usually euphoric when I start back for home. So it was that I decided to go there on November 27, 2017 for what I hoped would be yet another period of fruitful work. But no. Tumult of the mind was coming my way!
Have you ever felt left out as your friends share inside jokes? Someone you were once close to is now close to someone else. They interact with them the way you used to interact with them on a daily basis. It isn’t jealousy that twists you from inside – just a helplessness, as you can feel them slipping away. You have friends you are close to now, too. You have inside jokes, too. You keep secrets, too. So who are you to complain?
Popping in here with a short blog post to share with you the good news that towards the end of November 2020, my YouTube channel crossed 2000 subscribers!
I am a proper, total, absolute scaredy cat. And that’s the gist of this blog post.
I want to write an excerpt for this story but I'd probably spoil the fun if I did. It's a short one, so please do read it? 😀
It is unfair to expect that everyone in the world behaves the same way. It is also unfair to expect human beings not to make mistakes. But there is nothing that can actually beat the hypocrisy and the lack of basic common sense that millions of people seem to be afflicted with. While you calmly sit back and look at it from the outside, it is when these qualities touch you that you wonder: Why is the world filled with such idiocy?
Have you ever wondered how that window to the magical world appears and opens before you? From the eyes to the mind and then you are transported into an altogether virtual world, where you are the director, cameraman, creative director, art director and the music composer, all at once. You can smell the rain and feel the heat. You wince at a blow, smile at a cheesy line, laugh at a comic one, and cry at a tragic one. You shout and swear in consternation at the injustice meted out. And at the end of it all, you heave a sigh of satisfaction or of frustration, or you cry of sorrow. What could be the initiator of such happiness or such grief?
A little poem I wrote a long time ago.