Crossing the boundaries of time
Across the stream of time, Lost in paths untrodden, thoughts of years past, Of music lost, of rhythms gained, Of pattering raindrops, on graves well made, Of flowers bloomed and fireflies alight, Twinkling high...
Across the stream of time, Lost in paths untrodden, thoughts of years past, Of music lost, of rhythms gained, Of pattering raindrops, on graves well made, Of flowers bloomed and fireflies alight, Twinkling high...
How often do you listen to music or podcasts? I for one have it on while I commute, work or when I do my chores. I cannot imagine a life where I do not...
My updates have been somewhat less of late. I keep citing office work as the main reason, which is true. But I cannot keep saying the same thing. I need to find some time...
#ClimateChange, #GlobalWarming, #Decarbonisation… We see it in the news, we see it trending on social media, it’s everywhere. But we don’t think more about it, do we? I recently read a book which made me start...
Hello Hello, Yes, am still here. No, I didn’t disappear into the void. I’ve just been busy with work (usual excuse 😉). But that ‘being busy’ got me an opportunity for a short trip...
Hiatus – a pause or break in continuity in a sequence or activity. That’s what I been up to … creating hiatus in my stream of Blog posts… and in turn leading to a totally...
Time and time again I wanted to make this post. I kept postponing it. I know this is not complete yet. I know I wanted to make a more detailed post, but I think...
Your body isn’t your own. Think twice before indulging in self-harm. A few days ago I was letting my mind wander free, with no clear direction and I happened to remember a certain scene...
“Life is a god-tier game—or so one famous copypasta goes. But from where I stand, that’s B.S. You get discriminated against or treated poorly for your face, your build, your age. No matter how...
When lost and bereft of thoughts, When nothing makes an impact. When all seems naught and invain The slow buildup kills us, One cell at a time, torturous. Why does it even matter, In the...