Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me.
A Tangled Yarn of Thoughts Being Unravelled…
I usually end up thinking of a year in a particular manner towards its end. Like 2018 was "The Year Of Road Trips". 2019 now in hind sight, is "The Year It Was All Fine Before Downhill Became The Norm" 2020 was "The Year The Pandemic Hit" and 2021 had been "A Hodgepodge Year" all... Continue Reading →
Gratitude, being thankful is all fine and dandy. But if you still need something that helps you get more positivity, think about starting an Ingratitude Journal. Rid yourself of your negativity. Don't force yourself to be positive if it doesn't come naturally to you. Vent it out, feel lighter and forget about your rant...if you... Continue Reading →
Here it goes in no particular order: He calls you Bruh..mom and dad have left the building and Bruh reigns supreme.Angst is the name of the game.Being contrary is also the name of the game.Tantrums are usually lurking around the corner.Flashes of brilliance (I use the term loosely) can be expected.Hugs and kisses are still... Continue Reading →
The brat is officially a preteen effective yesterday. He's also officially a slightly bigger brat than he was before. I was telling Red that it's as if I gave birth to a Valley Girl instead of a kid living in South India. But am told the rolling eyes, the general disdain for any parental advise... Continue Reading →
TO and Red have their little skirmishes from time to time. It mainly arises from TO growing into his teenhood and Red being the perennial good cop who realises that he can also be the bad cop from time to time instead of punting it to me. This morning's conversation with TO brought to light... Continue Reading →
India just beat England in the decider match of the ODI series. It was a couple of nailbiter moments but then India won. Red came and got me saying TO was a bit distraught. I went to the living room to see him alternatively shouting at the tv and holding his head in his hands.... Continue Reading →
A while back I'd written about a pigeon that had a less than satisfactory interaction with my car. The car didn't feel too bad for sure and I felt a bit of annoyance but didn't let it bother me much since there are way more pigeons than there are cars in this world. Or it... Continue Reading →
I really don't like pigeons. They are nature's poop-factories and the bane of statues everywhere. They're like these neurotic birds who keep walking in circles, bobbing their heads while they lay their dumb eggs everywhere they aren't supposed to be building a nest and then pooping around it as well. Stupid birds. The parapet outside... Continue Reading →
Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me. 