Afterthoughts about weddings

Last weekend was a cacophony of merry sounds – that of clanking cutleries against plates, serenading of 90’s love songs that I didn’t think I could ever hear again, greetings and hugs (or thumps for the boys) between old friends and the ultimate come-together for the joyous occasion – a wedding. I didn’t think weddings are…

Celebrating life amidst the tragedies

It’s funny how life happens sometimes. Mother Nature has her own secrets and course of life that she does not reveal. Natural disasters – which are full of heartbreaks and loss for us – is perhaps, just her changing, stretching, evolving to prepare the for the future. 2015 has been uncertain – not for me…

Do you think the way I do?

These days, there’s a thrumming in me that I cannot stop. I wake up not knowing what to do with it and I go to sleep at night feeling weary and afraid of myself. Most of the times I forget how lucky I am – unable to be thankful for the opportunities given to me, the…

Between you and him – I choose me.

You could have been – or he could have been. Life has never been predictable (where’s the fun in that? We are after all a masochistic bunch). I sometimes wonder if you could have been the one to make me happy instead of him. Or maybe he’s a temporary pleasure-releasing medium while you await in…

A reminder for the year 2015

January 1, 2015. Finally. In the last year, I have travelled to 9 different places in Asia. I am not thrilled by the idea of traveling – that word itself is a luxury that is now taken for granted with the emergence of low cost carriers and dozens of review sites/blogs. The idea of traveling tires…

Why the Ex needs to be in the picture

It was a sunny day. We stayed back past school time and you talked to me about my pursuance of History – a major I eventually dropped in University. You were and perhaps still are the perfect fit – musician, photographer, reader, writer and all rolled into one – you were me in some ways…

Two lives in one

There are many instances to tell love stories. Some are grand and dreamy, others are humbling in their expanse…regardless, I think most love stories exist between the crook and cranny of the ordinary, in the daily to-do-lists and mundane 9-to-5s. Most of all, they exist in the repetition of a strong understanding that love is never just a…