A couple of days ago, I recalled another incident that I was not planning to put into my story.
I want to honest with the story, then why was I planning to skip it?
My brain has killed the “most important” detail of the incident. The “WHAT?” question. Continue reading Should I write about an incident whose ‘most important’ detail my brain has killed?
There are times when we want to do nothing. But is doing nothing easy? Continue reading Doing Nothing
I have stopped writing it for a while as I am trying to work out a bit on the structure of the incidents. I don’t want to go put events in the order that they happened. I want it to be more how you start with one thing and then you get into another thing and then you dive deeper and deeper. It should look like how a mind works. Continue reading I should write more because my brain buries more memories than I think
i learned what is
love, when i understood the
meaning of self love Continue reading Let it be
Isn’t it too easy for us to keep our story aside because it’s not urgent? Or because we are not getting paid to write it? Or because we are waiting for the right time to start writing it? Continue reading Why is it so difficult to write your story?
I recently attended a safe space conversation on Instagram live which focused on what not to communicate with someone going through a tough time. The conversation took me back to the time when I tried to support a friend. Their problem appeared similar to what I had gone through years ago. So I thought it would help if I shared my experiences with them. I even tried to give them solutions to their problem by sharing what worked for me. Continue reading I realized where I went wrong in supporting my friend and how I could have done it better
For years, I have tried to fit in – fit into the popular trends and culture. Continue reading Being myself: A journey of self-acceptance
While school is a second home where we grow up in a protected environment, college is considered to be a place where we get the first taste of freedom. Just like all my classmates, the simple child in me was excited to leave school life behind and join college. Continue reading Not fair, but lovely: I am my version of beautiful
The first time I weaved words
It turned out to be a poem
It was by chance
That I found I could express
My emotions on paper Continue reading Why do I write?
Social Distancing Day 62 (May 15, 2020) Continue reading Moments #71
Social Distancing Day 60 (May 13, 2020)
This was Mommy Birthday Special cake baked by my sister. I can only take the photo credits. It was yummier than it looks in the photo. Continue reading Moments #70
Krisha who blogs at Krisha’s Cozy Corner tagged me for this activity which made me nostalgic. I thought it was going to be an interesting and short post, but I ended up hunting the archives of my blog. Continue reading My Blogging Firsts
I found a safe space, where I could be me, in a friend. He did not judge me. All he did was listen to me. He always assured me that all will be right one day. He didn’t have to say it aloud. All he did was to make me feel it. But it did not happen that day. Continue reading When I stopped worrying and started taking control of my problems
All I had to do was to put hand hands on paper and draw an outline of both my hands. Then in the left hand’s sketch, I had to write five things I have to let go and in the right hand’s sketch, note down the things I want to hold on to. All the 10 things have to be written in the fingers and thumbs. Then you’ve to assign a colour to those things. Continue reading 5 things to let go and 5 things to hold on