Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me.
A Tangled Yarn of Thoughts Being Unravelled…
TO turned 12 recently and barring the beginnings of a slight sprinkling of hair on his upper lip, am seeing very few signs of him growing up per se. There are plusses and minuses to this as can be expected. Let's tackle the minuses first so I can get them out of my system; for... Continue Reading →
The easiest answer would be 2021...DUH! But it's become way more than that. The last time there was a brouhaha over a year or its ending was Y2K but that turned out to be a damp squib in comparison. Heads up! This is an image-heavy post... While 2019 ended on an interesting note- first international... Continue Reading →
As a parent I find myself doing things which have an echo from my childhood. The things my parents did, decisions they took etc. Just over the past few days I've had a few instances come up which have made me hark back to my (extreme) youth, am still youthful by someone's yardstick so I... Continue Reading →
A year back on this day, I was standing in line to board a flight to Dubai. I would then catch another flight to Barcelona and in a day meet my closest pal in the whole world and do whatever the heck we felt like! I wasn't feeling like a child on the first day... Continue Reading →
When life was all about onesies, pouty lips and chubby cheeks and when Netflix wasn't in its current avatar.
For everything else there *is* Mastercard. Or Visa as the case may be. Let's start with a bit of a context for this statement to make sense to those it hasn't. My father's a career banker. He has hopped all over the country before retirement and taken us with him. And while many don't like... Continue Reading →
I know the references to Corona-impacted travel have been overdone, but with no clarity in sight about future travels, modes of recreation etc people are harking back to the good old days. Sadly for some of us they were just a few months ago. Check out my posts on my last trip here and here.... Continue Reading →
I've always liked art but am not a connoisseur or someone who can talk about the depth in a painting, the feeling or half the things those cravat-wearing types do, standing around in an art gallery. I just know if something appeals to it. Sometimes it does piecemeal, and other times holistically but I know... Continue Reading →
Once upon a time, there was a little boy. He was a bit scrawny when he was born but he put on weight and filled out and got himself some plump little cheeks, arms and legs and gurgled all day long. He was a happy little boy and made his parents very happy too! Except... Continue Reading →
Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me. 