I’m writing an additional post because I feel generous like that. Haha. (I like how I speak as though my audience is humungously large. Oh little pleasures) Also, quick apology on the home page layout, I wanted the “December Diaries” logo out there but clearly it is looking shitty. Will sort it out slowly. I am also seriously considering a domain name purchase, hmm. So, … Continue reading Table for One
The First Men called us The Children, but we were born long before them. Since the last episode of Game of Thrones Season IV and the chapter from The Prophet, I knew I had to write something on “Children”. True, we are also daughters and sons as much as we are children but, I not only like the collective presence encompassed in “children” but also, … Continue reading On Children
But then what is reality, if not what we define ourselves? Reality and normalcy are the world as we know it. It is not within our control, which is why seek a world outside it. *** Hi there! So I was to write this over the weekend, but that never materialised. So what else is new? Well a lot of things to start with but … Continue reading Running Away from Reality
So I’m sipping on some tea and got myself some watermelon for lunch and sigh, I missed India. I use my favourite pink bowl as well, the very one I did use while I lived there. The only difference to the image I tried to replicate was that Watermelon Sundays (or lazy days) would accompany coffee, if it were during the morning hours of the … Continue reading On Missing India
So, I went to India. YAY. I know right. Except, there wasn’t much YAY there. Well, for starters, I went for work and to Delhi slash later to Madhya Pradesh so I suppose the ‘lack of Bangalore’ may have resulted in feelings of ‘non-familiarity’. Hmm. I dunno. Or I might be overly hormonal today. The journey alone was fine, with no qualms of sorts. I … Continue reading (No) Blast from the Past
Hi there, Apologies on phrase in parentheses. I couldn’t help myself. This post was driven by this, something a friend had shared on Twitter this afternoon. I have nothing against what Philip has to say. In fact, a few of the guys I know are actually hopeless romantics so much so to the extent that ‘chick flicks’ are no longer accurate. I was never a … Continue reading An Open Letter to the Man I Never Met (or have and don’t know yet!)
