Words. They are like a magical whiff of sparkles sprinkled about on a page. Little squiggle patterns in a myriad of scripts capturing the essence of humans. This reminds of (yes, another!) quote: words are, of course, the most powerful drug used by mankind. Not only do words infect, ergotise, narcotise, and paralyse, but they […]Read more "Word(less)"
April showers indeed. I am definitely glad to be out of Winter’s Cloak. Get rid of the layers. it is akin to shedding skin, finally. It seems like the mention of spring resonates with ideas of happiness, colour, flowers, nature and inspiration. Does it seem like spring has affected me? I sure hope so. It […]Read more "Poetry from the past"
So, we (the family) spent quite a lot of cash to spend the weekend at a beachside resort in a picturesque room within a minute’s walk to the Bay of Bengal sea. Well, it also happens to be that our house is also about a minute’s walk from this very sea, just about 50km apart. […]Read more "Weekend Retreat and April’s Writing Madness"
Well, of course the fact that I blog must give you a fair sense of the fact that I enjoy writing. Or more precisely, words. How this came about, I cannot fathom, but I guess it’s suffice to say that I hoard words, and dust them out once in a while and throw them about […]Read more "Literary Musings"