Do you ever think about your friends from primary school? Lately, I have been thinking about mine a lot. I wonder where they all are and if they have managed to achieve the great things they once dreamed of way back then. I remember one particular friend very vividly. He had a horrible stutter then but I was told that he grew out of it. … Continue reading A Primary School friend
I have been alive for just over 1000 Sundays. The thing is, I am not so sure how many of those Sundays I have spent doing something useful. But then again, it’s hard to really define “useful”. This is something you should consider as well. How many Sundays will you possibly live for and are you using them well? A while ago I realised that if … Continue reading Counting Sundays
“Om bhur bhuwa swah…When last you fuck a thing with a tongue ring…” Oh yes, meh can feel de holy presence. Oh yes man, meh can feel it, feel it, feel it! De big lady in front me clapping she hands and I know if she was standing she woulda been bouncing she behind too. Oh yes man, de holy presence definitely been in there with we. Meh close me eyes … Continue reading God and de “Tongue Ring” song…
All my life I’ve waited for apologies. When my friend broke my favourite sharpener in a fit of anger I waited for him to apologise. When my best friend stopped talking to me in high school because I was not cool enough I waited for her to apologise. When I had my heart-broken (the first time) I waited for the universe to apologise. I forgot about those apologies … Continue reading Shut the hell up and just apologise!
When I was still a girl, still innocent and unaware of the wicked ways of the world I used to sit at nights and listen to my grandmother sing hymns in Sanskrit and Hindi. Then, like now, I used to let the words seep into me, into my soul and calm my heart. I used to marvel at the great epics like the Ramayana. I knew … Continue reading The Legacy of a Great Man
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