Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me.
A Tangled Yarn of Thoughts Being Unravelled…
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 kid has his own way of narrating things. He's big on prepositions and paraphrases to his heart's content and the end results are hilarious to say the least. However, we dare not laugh. Thankfully he doesn't read (or get) my blog so this is my safe place. He was interested in knowing about the... Continue Reading →
So here we are again...had to be, right? Birthdays being the yearly thing that they are. I am happy to report that the girth hasn't kept up with my age. It would make turning 40 *quite* traumatic. As time goes by, I find that I settle into these little traditions on certain days; birthday lunches... Continue Reading →
I came home from running an errand to find Red and TO at lunch. Red opened the door and told me with his usual straight face that our child was telling him a VERY interesting story which was catastrophic in its scope but had some pockets of optimism and redemption in it. So it goes... Continue Reading →
I have a MAJOR quirk. I NEED things personalized down to the last detail to feel comfortable in a few things that I dabble in. For eg: the phone I use will need the font, wallpaper and ringtone done 'just right' before it's ready for use. The same applies to my blog. Aesthetics or functionality;... Continue Reading →
In the last couple of years my reading material has been fairly unchanging. It's been the likes of John Sandford (love his work), Carl Hiaasen (cannot get enough of it) and some new authors I came across courtesy the Kindle store. Amongst them Jana DeLeon stood out because while her work wasn't "hardcore literature" it wasn't silly... Continue Reading →
TO has an accent. We're not sure which country it belongs to. It's a relic mishmash of whatever animated programs he's grown up watching. He, however, doesn't know Hindi; a language he loves listening to songs in. His pronunciations are decidedly foreign and poor dear Alexa often has problems deciphering what he wants. The new... Continue Reading →
If there was a movie which could have had 'OTT' as a catch phrase it would be this one. Or it could have the slightly longer but also accurate one of 'The Movie Where Rohit Shetty Didn't Blow A Car Up'. Whatever be the case, Simmba is a movie that is unadulterated entertainment. The kind... Continue Reading →
TO loves to dance. He does his own thang and is unabashed about it while at home or in any place he feels comfortable. He's lithe, has expressive eyes (which he widens mainly for more effect) and he loves to twirl, swirl and get his groove on. Any song he likes becomes our party track... Continue Reading →
I've been lazing in bed all day. A semi-cold grounded me. But as always, laziness plays a far more potent role than I ever give credit to. 2018 was a year of massive highs and lows. Saying goodbye for good isn't ever easy. It's harder still when it's out of the blue and leaves you... Continue Reading →
Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me. 