Rivers

Rivers change course, break banks, dry up, only to flow again; starting far up in the mountains, travelling far and wide to reach the sea. And growing up on the banks of one, I have learned to cherish them. Also, it was AA Milne’s birthday last week. 18 January to be precise. So here is…

In the middle of an adventure, some thoughts.

Life is an adventure in the long run, however boring or routine it may seem at the moment. And all those little pauses in the course of one offer plenty of opportunities to think, reflect and just wonder where it is all headed (Oh me and my existential crises!). This is one such moment: The text here…

Outside

Often, I find myself wondering what to do on the weekends, the usual chores aside. But invariably, I end up walking around my apartment building, going round and round the parking lot; or walking around malls. Neither of which are particularly engaging. All these just make me dream of large parks that I can just walk…

Resolutions, anyone?

But you know what they say. Resolutions are meant to be broken and no, I haven’t kept any one. In any case, I shall be optimistic and keep my fingers crossed that I keep this one. Oh, and Happy New Year! (Created in response to The Daily Post’s Daily Prompt: Resolved)

Rainy days singing Hello!

Well, Adele has been smashing world records with her wonderful ‘Hello‘. Meanwhile, some of us mere mortals have been cooped up at home thanks to some unprecedented rain this year, trying to find inspiration in the gloomy weather, and making time to do something else. So, here it is – the story of my weekend. *Plays ‘Hello’ on repeat,…

Stereotypes.

You know all those stereotypes about women being dramatic & men being, well, just men? Sometimes, things get a bit (…er….) dramatic and those stereotypes that you have tried so hard to dismiss just end up coming true. But with time, you learn to laugh at the whole absurdity of the situation and maybe even draw a comic or…

Between books

And that about sums up my weekend.   This post was inspired by Italo Calvino’s ‘If on a Winter’s Night a Traveler’, that incidentally I finished reading over the weekend. Cheers!

Those little rooms

I’ve been over-thinking thinking over stuff lately (And boy, that is never really a good sign, is it?). And those thoughts led me to this dialogue from House M.D. (Thank you, television!): “It’s what life is. It’s a series of rooms and who we get stuck in those rooms with adds up to what our lives are.”…