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Insecurity

Where are you? And I’m so sorry I cannot sleep, I cannot breathe tonight This unforgiving distance is here with me all the while The sound of my sinking heart stays up with me all night   I count the kisses that you don’t give The promises that you don’t make The things you don’t say I … Continue reading

Excellence

I’ll start with the definition google gives for the word; “the quality of being outstanding or extremely good.” I just like the sound of that phrase, ‘extremely good’. This following piece is an extension and elaboration of my notes from a keynote I attended today, given by professor Terry Orlick. He’s a Canadian expert on … Continue reading

Between sugar and a soft place

Yesterday I came back from a trip. A trip about which I had some preconceived notions as to how it was going to turn out and what it was going to do for me. When we have preconceived notions about something we fail to acknowledge the fact that we live in the world we live … Continue reading

How good is this

  

Summer Reading starts :D

  

Dad’s scribbles 

I was on a sabbatical, with exams and stuff but now I’m back. No better way to restart the blog than this little quote I found written in a very old notebook of mine, by dad. I don’t remember him writing it and I was about to throw the notebook away when luckily I decide … Continue reading

On Being Human

Impact And Legacy

One day my father posted a poem by Rabindranath Tagore on the door of our fridge. It read simply, “Spring has passed, summer has gone and winter is here. And the song that I meant to sing remains unsung. I have spent my days stringing and unstringing my instrument.” These words were about a man … Continue reading

Ages

It seems a long time ago when I last seriously sat down and wrote something substantial. There were other things on my hands that needed tending to. It’s bitter cold these days and generally sitting in a warm quilt on a wintry day, holding a cup of tea would bring out the best in my … Continue reading

Why do writers write, cats meow etc

This is a piece i wrote a while back, found it worth sharing again. I am 23(ish) and I generally introduce myself as a student; I feel uncomfortable introducing myself as a writer for some reason. You would think that after getting a book published it would be reasonably safe to call yourself a writer, … Continue reading