Years ago, “something borrowed” was a phrase I first noticed while watching Friends. I later understood that those two words referred to a tradition followed somewhere in the world, and I was curious to know more. I observed it, processed it, and left it there. Now, almost 20 years later, I can finally put words … More Worn with Love ❤
It has been 4 years since we chose to live within the quiet bubble of his absence, finding comfort in whatever it still gives us. Some days are easier, others are harder—but perhaps that is what happens when your solar system loses its sun, and all that remains is the pull of each other’s gravity. … More for Baba.. always..
It was an ecstatic feeling to see five flower buds ready to bloom any time soon after you have taken dedicated care and nurtured the plant for more than a year. I have heard that this plant blooms in the season between June-August. But it is one thing to believe and hope, and another to … More Blooming Joy
It’s raining so heavily here, that it is deafening. The visibility is tending to zero and the view of the greens is seized by the puffy clouds that are waiting to off load the weight they have carried for kilometers together. I came to the terrace that is beautifully located at the strategic location to … More Unplugging from the Whirlpool
20 hours, 9 dogs, acres of highly nature friendly camp and me. One hell of a weekend in years together. I really do not wish to tweak even a second out of those 20 hours. If you can’t own and love a dog of your own, love and own others dogs! I remember years back, … More A Dog Therapy
End of December came the corporate leave calendar to my inbox. The first thing I noticed was a long weekend of Indian Republic Day on 26th January, if I put Friday, a leave. Yaaay! It is always fun to use those connected leaves to travel and enjoy staying at home for lazy bones like me. … More Republic Day taken Personally
After a lot of pestering and cribbing, I finally landed up watching Lokmanya. Not that I don’t watch such “Deshpremi” movies, but over the time they have finally failed to influence me. After a while you get used to a particular “type” and there remains no spark or an urge to get influenced. While watching … More Lok-Manya?
