Yep,3 more years before the big 3-OH! I always thought I would reach my ideal age when I hit 25 but turns out I was wrong. Loving the frame of mind I am in at 27 and I pray it only gets better with time.And so, I figured it would be fun to curate a… Continue reading Twenty before 27.
We live in an era of endless social stimuli right at our fingertips where the quality of the information/entertainment we may receive is questionable.Our mind is constantly bombarded to such an extent that anything less results in boredom, or so we think. Do you find yourself constantly scrolling social media during such bouts of said… Continue reading THE FINE LINE BETWEEN ESCAPISM AND BOREDOM
Babies are the miracles of life.That first moment when you set eyes on your child you know you can never be the same person ever again. You come to realise what it is like to love unconditionally: a love so deep it is almost tangible. Granted, bringing up a child isn’t easy but it is… Continue reading Children:Little Angels,Big Inspirations.
Man was created equal. Despite our varying degrees of materialistic possessions, be it wealth, status or even offspring: the essence of our soul and mind are one and the same. What’s on the surface doesn’t matter, what’s on the inside is what counts. Our actions are judged by our intentions and that is what we… Continue reading PRIDE AND ITS ILL EFFECTS
Marriage is an inevitable sojourn in life for most. I say a woman no matter what age will adore her man like the first time she laid eyes on him.It takes a real man though to hold the spark as the hips widen and the hair goes up. They say life starts after marriage.They don’t… Continue reading Only Time Will Tell
Celebrating Mother’s Day is like wishing someone on their birthday just because Facebook told you to. In honor of Mother’s Day let’s just get one thing straight. No matter how much motherhood may be celebrated it will still remain underrated.Akin to acknowledging just the tip of the iceberg if you will. Breakfast in bed,Day at… Continue reading Do we really need Mother’s Day?
Thoughts. Aqueous. Swirling in my head. Malleable. Till I decide to let them out. Would I be able to do them justice I wonder Let them out just right? Unravel them just so? Words rolling off of the tip of my pen Like pearls on silk? Or skates on ice? Call my paper a pensieve… Continue reading Liberation