Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me.
A Tangled Yarn of Thoughts Being Unravelled…
Note: The author knows that women put up with the vagaries of the hoomans they live with whether they are working inside the home or outside of it but it does seem a little tougher to escape said hoomans when you're chiefly inside the home. You either have to buy a ticket to the tropics (minus... Continue Reading →
I live with two people who want me in their space but refuse to let me breathe the way I want to. I like the windows open with loads of fresh air coming in. TO wants the inside of a freezer all around him and greedily watches the AC to see when it'll be turned... Continue Reading →
We're visiting my folks during TO's summer break. It's tradition. It's also H-O-T and H-U-M-I-D and we're in one of the two rooms that has aircon ergo limited choices about where I crash at night. Now we have a biggish bed for our use and it comes in handy because I play musical bed-sides atleast... Continue Reading →
There are few things people won't do for the sake of their children. Sitting through this movie falls in that category because this is a film that shouldn't have been made, IMHO. It's hackneyed and the special effects not quite so special barring in a few instances and the power of good over evil is... Continue Reading →
A few years ago I was sitting with a bunch of gal pals on a gals' weekend away and we were talking about how our lives are. Essentially the "why" of needing to 'get away from it all'. One of them said (with a sigh) that mornings were quite hectic because: a) the milkman would... Continue Reading →
I don't always deal well with extended weekends where my kid's a part of the equation and Red isn't around or not going to be around to be a buffer. We, TO and I, get along well for a few hours and then I feel like asking his school principal to keep the school going... Continue Reading →
I'll be the first one to admit it, my kid's sticktoitiveness comes and goes. He's tried his hands at roller blading and then suddenly didn't want to do it anymore. He's resisted all attempts at learning to swim properly; preferring to channel an otter as his spirit animal instead. Red tried badminton with him and... Continue Reading →
My native language is Bangla. Am not entirely proficient in it. I can speak it but the "purists" can usually gauge that I'm not one of them. Apparently it reeks of being an "outsider" aka from outside the hallowed boundaries of West Bengal. I can manage to read and write it but it'd be better... Continue Reading →
The Offspring (TO) had his second brush with the Big Questions- where did all life come from, does God exist et al? The first one was when Red's grandma passed away. Apparently the child who can believe in different categories of dragons, is having trouble believing that a "Supreme Being" created Man. He got off... Continue Reading →
Verdict: Spare yourself. Seriously. Sharks are beautiful creatures with rows of serrated teeth and soulless eyes that would scare the bejesus out of anyone who saw them up close and personal. But they are worthy of that respect that comes with fear. They aren't the Jason or Freddy of the scary creature movie world. They... Continue Reading →
Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me. 