Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me.
A Tangled Yarn of Thoughts Being Unravelled…
I have myopia. I inherited from both my parents. I helped it along but for the most part, it's their fault. I also have TO..that's all Red's fault. And I'll tell you why...not why it's Red's fault; that's Biology 101 and I have no desire to relive it. But when my myopia and my child's... Continue Reading →
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 →
Good friends not only listen to you when you need to vent, go shopping with you, they also recommend books that make you laugh till you cry and till your offspring is rolling on the floor, clutching his stomach saying "Stop, stop..I'm going to barf if I keep laughing!" Got introduced to this series by... 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 →
I recently spent some time with my niece who lives in the US. We see each other when I video chat with her mom and every now and then she chirps in my ear and tells me what she's been up to and then skips away to do her think like little girls do. This... Continue Reading →
I just returned from a trip to the hills of Darjeeling. The one souvenir that I got for myself was a bunch of bags...one inside the other, nestled together. The moment TO saw them he said, "Hey! These are like those dolls that are one inside another except with bags!" He's observant like that. So... Continue Reading →
Landed in the motherland. Greeted by warm, wet air instead of the arid breezes of the homeland. Before long a storm arose, the lights went out and 3 slightly giddy women of differing ages danced in the rain with lightning crashing almost overhead. Very primal. Drying off by the candlelight where giant shadows danced on... Continue Reading →
Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me. 