Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me.
A Tangled Yarn of Thoughts Being Unravelled…
Another post that was left midway, most likely due to household chores and my personal Disruptor! Lockdown mornings are wonderful (read between the lines)! Instead of dragging TO out of bed, I now kind of nudge him till he rolls out and then get him to clean out his eye gunk before he gets online... Continue Reading →
For every student who dabbled in Psych, Sigmund Freud is a part of the study one couldn't escape. He was the pit in the cherry or any fruit that you had to eat around and eventually spit out. And now I'm doing justice to both my Psych and English Litt backgrounds by using metaphors and... Continue Reading →
I run from my kid. It's the truth. After the first hugs and kisses of the morning are done I run and hide; especially during his summer break. He's like a bloodhound. He can always track me down. No matter where I am. SIGH. No loo is secure enough. No pressure cooker whistle is loud... Continue Reading →
Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me. 