Sobbed a while over plucked eyebrows? Iced your legs after waxing? Welcome to my world.
Do you cry when a daughter reunites with her mother? Do you sniffle when a dying man gives you life lessons? Join the club.
Sometimes...No, that's a lie. Most of the time, my mind and heart are at loggerheads. I graced their argument some space here, for a change.
Either way, I might end up being mad. Overthinking is my forte, which is subtly juxtaposed with absent-mindedness so that my brain can breathe. But OD'ing on either can cause a mental catastrophe on my cerebral plateau. Ever since I was a kid and saw a distant paternal aunt lose her marbles, I was worried... Continue Reading →
We all know what a hangover can do. The nausea of the day after the party always produces the regret of drinking too much and leaves with a promise to not be so irresponsible ever again. That's pretty much a white lie we all live till the next party. This is a shout-out to all... Continue Reading →
Writers are an adorable breed. You get all kinds of them - feisty, subtle, superbly imaginative, confessional, funny, sarcastic. But one thing that makes them stand out is the ardour with which they make you read what they write. A writer writes because he/she has something to say. Well, most people have something to say,... Continue Reading →
I just realised I have quite a sexy 'cold' voice right now. Well, not so much the cold, as a cough. The tone of the voice gets deeper with every ounce of silence that I have restrained myself with, to stop a cough from getting worse. With the imminent phagun month knocking on my window... Continue Reading →
Humour, they say, is a difficult genre. You don't feel like watching comedy all the time. Especially, if you're going through a breakup, Game of Thrones withdrawal syndrome or simply IBS. But, not everyone thinks so. A recent Snapchat record of a guy's breakup went viral on Instagram and Facebook because he commemorated the loss... Continue Reading →