Prayers waiting to be answered, miracles waiting to be unfolded, petitions waiting to be granted. We are prisoners of our own minds, while our fettered hearts are waiting to … Continue reading Sunday, October 2nd
The past few weeks have been a blur of sorts. There’s too much and too little going on, all at once. Such a blur that i actually used the phrase … Continue reading Incommunicado. Almost.
There are crazy days.There are crazy happy days, crazy sad days, crazy good days, crazy miserable days. And then, there are crazy crazy days. You wade through narrow spools of … Continue reading “Cray cray”
Once upon a time, in the days of yore… Cooking: a term and act that i stayed (comfortably) far away from, for most of my life. Cooking vegetarian food: i … Continue reading Fears, Firsts and Feasts
That’s the Indian Street Dog & Co. for you. Anonymous. Nameless, but they will respond to or adapt to any name you give them. If they feel like it. Autonomous. … Continue reading Anonymous Autonomous
Doors are secret keepers. They’re all that separate your world from another’s, apart from a wall and windows. Wide open, slammed shut, left ajar… they tell you stories. No. You … Continue reading Doors
On my morning walk today, after over a week (the Bangalore weather currently is not conducive to waking up early; what it is conducive to is curling up under the … Continue reading Monday Hues; No Monday Blues