Memories

Evolution

Memories serve a purpose, a constant reminder to the human consciousness about the evolution. The evolution that witnessed the change of…

Sidmouth, Devonshire (1975)

There are beautiful gardens everywhere. Near the beach, in the park, in front of the houses, by the road…

Potatoes And Photos At Grandmother’s

I would have been a child of less than 10 years of age, vacationing the summer away at my…

The Witchy Magic of Beauty Rituals

how potions and beauty routines connect me to my roots

Why We Only Understand Our Lives When We Look Back

A Piece Called ‘Chosen’ (Dated March 18, 2014)

I’ve been thinking about flight Air France 447 for days now, since I’ve heard about MH 370.

I wonder why God chose those people to die on June 1, 2009. Why were those pilots chosen? Why was that plane (out of many, many…

Writing Isn’t Cheap

I hate it when people push me to talk. I communicate best when I write and I think the main reason for this is because I didn’t learn to speak until I was older. I spent the majority of my time at home growing up and my parents hardly spoke to me or even to each other. My father worked…

An Explanation

A lot of you may think that when I write what I’m writing in this blog then it hurts my chances of being employed. Or it seems like I know nothing about what’s socially acceptable or that I am perhaps a psychotic.

Gifts of the Censor

Riding in the car with a friend talking about King Arthur myth movies, I described a movie that I saw as a teenager only…

For the love of Herbie

Reading an article with my breakfast cup of tea today, the writer mentioned an old VW Beetle car, and that took me…