Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me.
A Tangled Yarn of Thoughts Being Unravelled…
Normally we find depictions of girls and women gorging themselves on ice cream as a way to take away the blues or mend a broken heart. Well we find that in depictions of life in the Americas or the non-Asian part of the world. Indian women, with their funkier palate eat deep fried grub, things... Continue Reading →
"Quite a few times it's happened that I wrote something but couldn't publish it because my inner crazy lady didn't allow for anything to get sent out unless the requisite tags and categories had been ticked off. While cleaning up the blogging space, I've come across stuff I've left half-written, written but unedited or written... Continue Reading →
"Quite a few times it's happened that I wrote something but couldn't publish it because my inner crazy lady didn't allow for anything to get sent out unless the requisite tags and categories had been ticked off. While cleaning up the blogging space, I've come across stuff I've left half-written, written but unedited or written... Continue Reading →
Getting MLM up in the mornings was usually a bit of a struggle. I tried all the methods my folks tried on me: stern wake-up calls after a point, taking the blanket away and even shaking him awake when nothing would seem to work. But because he's made of sterner stuff and mainly because he... Continue Reading →
It goes without saying that if I blog when my kid has a cold or sneezes excessively, a post has to be forthcoming when he breaks his wrist. The miniature love of my life was zooming away on his cycle when he swerved hard to avoid an oncoming bike and fell on his wrist- neatly... Continue Reading →
We had a very robust English literature syllabus while I was in school. Pope, Dylan Thomas, Matthew Arnold, Sassoon, Rupert Brooke et al. I specially remember Pope because just reading the title of his famous long poem 'The Rape Of The Lock', had us all giggling like silly school girls (which we were) and also... Continue Reading →
It's been a while since I had a drink. A good one. A nicely made one. When I needed it. When I wanted it. When I longed for it. Wait...are we still talking about the same thing? Some days are long. Some days are LOOOOONG. Everything seems upside down. Or downside up. And not many... Continue Reading →
Now that's not a word that means your kids are at summer camp or has Grandma babysitting while you take off on a holiday. No indeed. Childfree is a proper concept thank you very much and one that's catching more momentum as well. Today there are more people who consciously take the decision to not... Continue Reading →
Life offers up platitudes GALORE. Some are self-generated and the others are ladled out by well-intentioned albeit unoriginal people. But platitudes, clichés whatever we choose to term them, do serve a purpose. The first time I saw this scene in Victor Victoria, it struck me for a reason I wasn't able to define or even... Continue Reading →
These aren't those bleating goats. No Siree! They are those invisible metaphorical goats whose horns keep poking at you something fierce about stuff that irks you at the very least and makes you want to take a sledgehammer to stuff at times. So back to all my irks...and there are quite a few...dirty nails, people... Continue Reading →
Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me. 