The forehead splitting headache started on a supposedly sweet sunset cruise on Saturday evening. The catastrophe seemed like a combination of an hour on the cruise, a glass of Italian sparkling wine, a canapé composed of a frozen shrimp with cream cheese and brown toast topped with lime that gave me nausea and that monthly women’s issue that came without warning on a light, breezy afternoon when I felt elated enough to wear all white. Continue reading “What Makes Us Feel Better”
It’s not that I forget birthdays. Not that I remember everyone’s. But there are few that I know by heart. My family’s and my high school friends’.
Two days ago, facebook reminded me of one of my friend’s birthday. Not that I did not remember, I just lost count of the days. Continue reading “The Case of The Forgotten”
Chain posts don’t reach the end, it seems. They only go in circles and the next thing you know is you’ve been tagged again.
It’s been a while since I last got a chain post, years maybe? And getting tagged once again made me look back at all my award posts which led me to my very first Liebster Award back in 2012. It’s interesting how some things in our lives changed and some stayed the same. Continue reading “Liebster Award”
Tell me August, what have you done?
Your extremely beautiful weather left me with beautiful summer memories as well as small wounds that are now healing. Turning into faint scars. Real. Cannot be undone nor unseen. Continue reading “Tell Me August”
It is not only the mandatory use of mask when going out to guest areas that makes me feel strange but everything about the new normal. Adapting to change takes time. Just the same, the world will take its time. Continue reading “Love, Hope and The Color-Changing Fish”
There is this green parakeet that was raised by my neighbor, Sihu, who lives two doors away from me. Sihu gained the nickname ‘Dhunya (bird) Appa (Father)’ because, of the obvious reason. Continue reading “Our Little Fears”
I went out of my room wearing my black rash guard and my old blue swimming shorts heading out for my afternoon swim.
Two colleagues were sitting by the smoking area and one of them told me that I need to buy bigger swimming clothes.
Being on wordpress for eight years is no joke, and not easy. Maintaining a blog entails a lot of time and hard work and at the least, one should not forget the username (because I always forget my password) and the rest will follow. Continue reading “Eight Years on WordPress”
Friendship starts with a simple ‘hi,’ or ‘can I join your table?’ in one of the lunches or ‘can I help you?’ just in time when you needed someone to hold the sack where you’d shove in the sand that you dug. Continue reading “A Summer of Late Night Instant Noodles and Endless Coffee”
The reading bug has gotten into me lately and I like this kind of addiction where I could not sleep without reading.
Here are the recent books I’ve read and I found one that is quite interesting – Being Miss Nobody. Continue reading “Three In A Row”