Echoes of the soul.
A word of caution before you proceed. This will be a long post. If you’ve been following me for years, you might notice this one is the longest yet. I’m also going to talk about something I’ve never talked about before. So, if you’re not up to it, you may skip this. No hard feelings. … More Of Rediscovering Old Loves
Hey, I’m back. It’s been a while. Was it a year ago since I last posted in this space? Maybe you’re wondering where I went to or what I was up to. As for the first question, I’m still stuck in the same city where I was eight years ago. Sometimes I suspect I’ve taken … More Hello, It’s Been a While
I was scrolling through my IG feed when I stumbled upon a post thanking Mary Oliver. My heart broke a little when I read on and discovered that she died on January 17. Her poems are a balm to the soul. This gem of a poem will always resonate with me so much. Mysteries, … More So Long, Mary Oliver
So much for resolutions. … More And So We Begin Again
It’s 1:18 am and I’m supposed to sleep. These days, sleep and I have a love-and-hate affair. It’s evasive when I need it the most, but too persistent when I’m trying to drive it away. At this ungodly hour, it’s not the case. I don’t know what came over me but I suddenly have this … More Black Clouds and Shadows
Both Sides Now Rows and flows of angel hair And ice cream castles in the air And feather canyons everywhere, I’ve looked at clouds that way. But now they only block the sun, They rain and they snow on everyone So many things I would have done, But clouds got in my way. I’ve looked … More I Look at Life on Both Sides Now
Sometimes you feel the ache of existing. Every breath you take requires absolute effort, as if you’re dragging it out of an abyss. Every morning takes thirty minutes for your mind to convince your body to move and face the monotonous routine that is your life. It feels horrible. You’re too young to lose your … More Thoughts at 3am
This is the last of our monthly blog post challenge. We have been doing this for more than a year now, albeit irregularly. But it has been a rewarding experience, sharing our thoughts about a common subject. I will miss this, surely. So for the last time, here’s my take on Karenina‘s chosen topic. You may … More Do I Know You?
If you are given the chance to look at yourself from a distance, completely detached, would you like what you see? … More Introspection
Words are powerful. They can be sharp too. Sometimes, even sharper than swords. The old often tells the young and the foolish to be careful with what they say. A slap can sting. A stab can wound. The wounds inflicted by vicious tongues may leave no visible mark, but they can cut just as deeply … More Three Years and Counting
