Consider Aditi writing on the suffering her Cat’s been put to:
…growing up with a dog took its toll on her when she mistook the street dogs to be as patient and…
It’s 11:30 when I started writing this note! It just feels like the last minute assignments we used to write during the college days! Though I had the strong urge to skip DRG today, I gathered some inspiration to sit down and write the note!
So on a day you are sick as a dog, have a kind of day at work where you don’t have a single minute free from 10:00–4:30 so that you feel sicker than you started out, and then there is a 40 minute wait at the phatak when you can’t wait to get home — what can you be…
Once upon a time I used to write. Not for anyone or anything. Only for myself. I stopped. Words lost in the list of things to do.Now I am grateful to be force started.
Lebanese platter with hummus made to perfection. Reminder of quaint American cafes on warm Sunday summer mornings with someone special. Good food makes you feel loved. So does a friend who treats you out without any particular reason. Girlfriends are such a…
Smartly dressed in Levis, he grabs the Scooter’s key and leaves. Standing by the door, I realize time seems to be moving faster than imagined. I vividly remember the times when we would argue over whose turn it was to use the computer, or who gets to sleep near Amma.
