I remember, those tiny little hands Wrapping around my neck In the night so dark, Keeping me awake and numb. I remember, humming lullaby Holding the tiny you Hoping that you would sleep on cue, With exhaustion that never said bye. I remember, putting you down
It would be an understatement to say that I miss my ‘me-time’. I have always, always enjoyed my ‘me-time’, even before I had a husband and two kids. It’s not that I think that I need me-time. I know that I need some time all
Though August was the month of changes and new routines, September was the month which left me with nothing but exhaustion. Right when I was feeling grateful for being able to get along with all the hectic demands of life without much trouble, I became
For some, the sea is the soothing place to be. For some, it is the rain or the river. For me, it is the sky that calms me down. It always had been. My happy place I would call it. Doesn’t matter the state of my mind.
Last week I participated in the Festival Of Words hosted by Write Tribe. It was a week long blogging challenge where we blogged daily on the given prompts for each day. I signed up my other blog, Void Thoughts, and to my surprise, I pushed
I love writing on paper with the pen. I love the time and effort I have to put in order to achieve that simple task of writing. Writing down with a pen rather than typing is a challenge, otherwise why typing has become everyone’s favorite
This happened last year, 2016 May. Though I wrote it, I couldn’t post this at that time because I was deeply affected. I was 5 months pregnant at that time. One year later, I still feel the same. I’m not a Mother’s day person.
Yesterday I watched the Hindi movie, Dear Zindagi. I liked it. There was a scene when the actress cried profusely while talking to her therapist about a traumatic incident from her childhood. The doctor encourages her to cry saying that, “if you won’t cry wholeheartedly how
I have a question for you all. What kind of posts do you enjoy reading here? My personal rants? Stories about Kanna (perhaps the little one’s too in the future)? Gratitude posts? My philosophical posts heavy on the wisdom I hide in my head? Stories
It’s been so long since I wrote a gratitude post. My daily gratitude journal has only a few entries since 2017 began. Somewhere along the way, I lost track of everything. Obviously, I am way more busy than ever. I am not getting enough time