One word: Monsoon. What does it remind you of? It's more of a feeling than a season, right? It is, at least for me.
There's always so much on our mind about our career, relationships, money, body, society, our purpose of life, etc that we automatically start giving ourselves a lot of importance because the base of every thought is us.
Remember when we were kids and we'd end up spilling some water on the floor or the carpet or the bed. And our first reaction would be "Oh shit, what have I done." Not because we cared enough about water but because we would fear the wrath of our parents. And that's where the problem … Continue reading The Never-Ending List of Doom
This picture was clicked at my office farewell lunch. This was the second company I had started working for and left all within 9 months. As a fresh BBA graduate, leaving 2 jobs in less than a year is looked down upon. An ideal candidate graduates and works at one company for at least one … Continue reading Farewell Lunch for Ms. IdontknowWhatIWantInLife
I recently went on a date with myself. Okay, not so recent it was in the first week of February. Also, it's quarantine so don't go out kids. Stay home, stay safe! Coming back, let me give you a little context first. In the span of one year, I lost my grandfather, graduated with BBA … Continue reading Flowers to Self
It's been 108 days since you have been gone. Heck! I didn't even remember the exact date. I had to search "my grandpa passed away" on Whatsapp. Life has been going on fine so far. Everything is going on. Life just moves on. You know how they say "time heals everything", I don't even know … Continue reading 108 days.
On my way to the bathroom, I heard something intriguing. I couldn't help but follow the sound until I ended up in front of room 102, my apartment mate's room. The sound was that of my roommates' laughs which was a heartwarming combination of innocent giggles and breathless cackle. For a moment, their childlike chortle … Continue reading Chortle.
If you didn't sing the title out like summertime sadness, are you even real? Some of you might know me from my annual visits, while the rest of you have no idea of who I am. I am just another one of those bloggers who blogs once or twice every summer (because honestly isn’t university … Continue reading Summer time crisis