Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me.
A Tangled Yarn of Thoughts Being Unravelled…
For those who are fans of the Hitchcockian thriller, this isn't an attempt to ride on the coattails of it. But I was hard-pressed for creativity and my brain doesn't function well without caffeine so an "inspiration" is what I'm working with since there are some similarities between me in my current predicament and Jimmy... Continue Reading →
The mystique of the seemingly unending white Rann of Kutchh; its solitude and the feeling of being a very tiny speck in the whole universe was just a few of the feelings experienced during this trip...needless to say it's definitely one for the books!
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 →
My son's favored form of worship.
When one has a persisting case of this...the words are hard to come by.
Sometimes while waiting for the quinoa to get cooked all the way through, you think of Bon Jovi and his ballads. And then Bed of Roses pops into your head. And you play it and sing along till your flesh and blood comes and tells you that he can't hear the narrator talk about the... Continue Reading →
TO just shocked me a few seconds ago when he found a bug crawling around in his room. He picked up my slipper (not his, mine) and said, "Say hello to my little friend!" and squished it into oblivion!! When did he see Scarface and how did he even know this quote?!!
Across the world children are heading back to school although what they knew to be a scholastic experience has changed quite a bit. In some places they have kids attending school a few days a week. In others it's for a few hours whereas in many places in Europe it's been business as usual for... 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 →
Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me. 