Category: Life and Books
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I Forgive You.
Before I begin to write this open letter, I would like to thank the love of my life (you know who you are) and my therapist who helped me reach this stage in my life. Thank you for helping me letting go and staying with me throughout the stages of…
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Socks, Hair ties and Vortex.
Today, I am going to write about socks. You ask me why? Because I am tired of losing them. Since I cannot find them or keep track of them, I will write about them. Now, listen to me. It is not that I am an extremely irresponsible adult, but somehow,…
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The Water, A Witch, and An Outcast.
I have always loved water. Probably because that is the only “Nature” I had been exposed to. Or maybe because of my Zodiac signs. Oh yeah. I am an astrology girl. In case you are wondering, it’s Cancer and Scorpio. There you go. A completely unrelated information just out here…
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Tea, Books, and Superstition.
I had a lot of time, considerably one of the longest gaps I had taken in a while. There was no proper reason for it. I just did not feel like writing. So, today, when I sat down to decide what I write about, I thought, why not write something,…
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Recovering.
There are thousands of instances where I can start talking about this blog. The experiences I had. However, I do want to be clear before I begin writing. There has always been a misunderstanding that has been floating around, that having emotions and feeling them deeply, is a sign of…
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Letting go?
We constrict ourselves, even though there are no chains around us to stop us. We create those chains. We bind ourselves tightly when we are unable to control our surroundings. I think we humans have always been so controlled by nature. We have this primal need to control everything. Starting…
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All we have is Hope.
I often think about how would be my life right now, if I had taken some decisions and left out some. Maybe it would have been entirely different. I read in a book, where there were innumerable possibilities of how a person’s life would have ended. Or maybe even started.…
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Running towards Home.
I never considered myself as a homely person. But, there have been incidents in my life, which actually made me want to run home. Now, we all have that home that was there when we were born. I am not talking about that. I am talking a craving towards a…
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The beauty of Life.
I was quite small at that time. I never understood the importance of going out of my way and prove people. I was a carefree child. I have always been a wild child. But as I grew up, I became scared. Afraid. When I was little, no matter how many…
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Leaving the fragments behind.
The urge of a human being to always run to different places, to different destinations has always amazed me. I realised that the reason, us humans always run around, is to find ourselves. Find our home. To a place, that we finally belong. To get our life long answers to…
My Secret Hideout. 