I’m sorry and there is nothing to romanticise about disappearing in your own home. I’m sorry for complaining about my first world life and problems. I’m also sorry if I switched off on you. I sincerely hope you are holding up okay 🌻 Continue reading Hello!
I don’t know what the correct way to preface this post would be, but I do know that it will be received in a similar way to when Carrie Bradshaw decided to write about being in a relationship. Continue reading On Loneliness and Other Things
I have so many thoughts on COVID-19. The past few days (it hasn’t even been a week) has opened a plethora of observations to see how people react to what’s happening, overreact to it, find humour in the situation and also, most importantly, help us identify how stupid us humans can be. Continue reading Everything that’s on my mind about the Coronavirus
I’m putting this out there to the world, hoping that it would leave me accountable. Here’s to committing to two posts a week.
Thank you and welcome aboard! Continue reading Seniinthebox 2.0
During my time in India, my love for you grew and while you were always #1, (South) India soon became #2 and Nepal, #3. My work became a blessing to me and I began travelling more of South Asia and before you know it, I had fallen in love with the region, its people and paradise, all over again. But throughout it all, you remained #1. Continue reading An Open Letter to my Country, my (old) Friend
Two days we have spent doing the bare minimum. Our fingers are number from the endless scrolls and our eyes hurt from staring at screens for longer than we should. We are not sure where our cars would take us but our emergency bags are packed. Continue reading The First Monday of the next Decade
While asleep, I dreamt of blood. Blood on me and blood around me. I’ve been having weird dreams for weeks anyway so that’s all there is to it. My Mother, while watching the news tells me of the “fall” of Notre Dam and how it was symbolic of the things to come and even possibly, the end of the world. See, unlike me, she believes in religion. She, unlike me, has been able to bypass and look beyond the cruel intentions of small groups of organised religion and continue with her faith. I, unfortunately, have not been able to. Continue reading Easter Sunday in Sri Lanka
General anxieties on life and the sorts have been at an all-time high too and last night, I thought about the first few times I made silly attempts at suicide. Continue reading My ‘Live’ Story