Memories- Sweet and Tangy. A Book Review.
How to move on with grace and peace.
How the places we live in shape us.
If we were having coffee right now…
Ever since I started blogging, there are a few questions that I ask myself periodically.
If we were having coffee… I would exclaim at your changed appearance. I would notice that now you wear your hair longer and your dresses shorter. Your pudgy hands would be clammy still and you would rock back and forth in your chair in intense concentration, losing yourself in the conversation we should have had… Continue reading Some Coffee?
The whiff of cool winter mornings the rasp of a scratchy scarf sunlight dancing on the leaves delighted squeals bittersweet beginnings explode in memories when I look at the frame on the wall What are small stones? A small stone is a short piece of writing (any style) that precisely captures a fully-engaged moment for… Continue reading Small Stones (5)- Memories
If I could take you with me for a walk, I would take you to places that have mattered to me. All I have liked to do here in this town is to walk and to explore. I remember the energetic morning walks of my childhood with my dad who has been an avid walker.… Continue reading Let us Walk
Thinking of my countless train journeys, in my mind’s eye, I see a kaleidoscope of memories, of people I met and the places I saw, of the undeniable beauty that unfolded mile after mile, of the shouts and cacophony of railway stations and the silence of the nights, and the looking out of the windows… Continue reading A train of thought
Our lives are stories that we live. Each of us has our own reality, a story that we create of which we are the protagonists. Often, we step into each others lives, even when we are not related, even when we do not share the same social, economic or recreational spaces. We are bonded to… Continue reading The stories we tell