Tag: friends

Mind The Gap

Yesterday, while I was on the Namma Metro, I was trying to read. The book was a crime novel and I was immersed in the details of a decapitated head when the train stopped at a station. Now, I have been on many trains in different parts of the world. But the Bengaluru Metro is

The Art Of Friendship

What really is friendship? The dictionary says it is the state of being friends. I met a good friend a couple of Saturdays ago and I left her crying. No. Not what you think. I am not a monster all the time. I had been speaking with this friend (and you know who you are,

Light

  “The wound is the place where the light enters you.” – Rumi Light is electromagnetic radiation, says Wikipedia. The light that can be detected by the human eye. I looked at the synonyms of light: luminosity, illumination, radiance, luster, glow, luminescence. Such powerful words. When I thought of this word, light, in the light

Finding An Ant: A Metaphor For Life

As a child, I was fascinated by an ant. I used to be a bit of an introvert, then. I don’t think I have changed much from then, but I have grown to love people, despite my shyness. That time, though, as a child I had a vacant yard next to my house. No one

999

I had a strange dream last night where I dreamt of my old dog, Bambi. She was a gorgeous Labrador cross who I adopted late in life. I dreamt that I had left her locked in my bedroom in my house, and gone to stay in my parents’ house. In the morning, I wake up

The Art Of Letting In

Have you ever had a day, which fills you with soul-shattering, mind-elevating epiphanies? Today is 8/26. It becomes reduced to 8/8. In Chinese numerology, 8 is considered the lucky number. The number itself is a double knot. And there were two knots today. It is symbolic because I felt every single knot in me dissolve.

The Artist

While writing on my book, I happened to write about how of one of the characters in the novel has a Monet painting on her wall. Not the original, of course. As I wrote it, I realized that’s just how I would want my living room wall to be. I would love to have many

The Lucky Star

I read this. “A star falls from the sky and into your hands. Then it seeps through your veins and swims inside your blood and becomes every part of you. And then you have to put it back into the sky. And it’s the most painful thing you’ll ever have to do and that you’ve

The Art Of Honesty: I Want Chicken

The last week or so, I have been learning lessons on honesty. Over the years, nothing has annoyed me more than lies and deception. Yes, we all lie. We lie all the time. We tell a friend who we are meeting that we are just around the corner even though we might be stuck in

The Roots Of Hatred And A Control Panel

I wanted to write more about the Philippines today. But I found that I couldn’t. I got an email notification to renew the hosting of a friend’s website, which I had gifted last year. I clicked on the link for renewal even though I had absolutely no wish to renew the hosting, as the friend