Of the subjects, let me first tackle self-doubt. Mine! Fate shall follow. Or, maybe they are intertwined. Who knows? Not me. Self-doubt I don’t think I know much. I can’t even bloody write a good short story with only 1,500 words. You judge for yourself. You can even vote for my short story if you…… Continue reading Fate and self-doubt
Really, Miss Swift… Look what you made me do! #lwymmd I started writing about one perfectly but subtly amazing day, supposedly with three music videos that contributed to its “perfectness”, yet this post, on the power that is Taylor Swift, will most probably be published even before ‘One Perfect Day’. I write this not to…… Continue reading Look what you made me do #LWYMMD
I do mean skimpy: short and revealing. I am merely referring to my dream… or am I? I had a conversation with my therapist about our plans of moving. However, we actually don’t do anything about it so she suggested that I just make a decision, even if it means staying put. She also said…… Continue reading Skimpy dreaming
Some time between birth and death, we discover that there are certainties in life that we can proudly claim to know. Similarly, during our existence, we eventually have to admit to being doubtful about a few things that we encounter in life. Perhaps, a number of us will question more than have conviction. I am…… Continue reading Doubts and Certainties
As I get ready for bed at the end of the first day of the last month of winter, I can’t help but feel as though the month of July was not only the month I was least creative but also the time I allowed myself to get lost and even bask in the glory…… Continue reading Anticipating Spring
It was just one of the many times I spent in the casino. It was a year since I suspected that a depression relapse was imminent. It was exactly a month since my nervous breakdown.
Ah, the hazards of a restless spirited control-freak stuck in the limbo of complete uncertainty, filled with tremendous anxiety and a dollop of fear…