Connecting with yourself
1. The #akbsmiles project which I started off grand on Instagram with pictures, has warped itself to the limits of a journal. I find it safer that way, as I nee...
1. The #akbsmiles project which I started off grand on Instagram with pictures, has warped itself to the limits of a journal. I find it safer that way, as I nee...
Recently, I started a photo project on Instagram for #100happydays. This was a long pending one, but owing to another blogger, who is doing this project yet aga...
Have you seen women going crazy over a shade of lipstick? As if you haven’t seen red anywhere else? Or purple or coffee brown? I have seen them. Young and...
Today, in a casual conversation at my dance classes, I was asked where I work. “I don’t work,” I gave my usual reply. ” Oh.. So you are ...
Today I had a mood upsetting argument with the librarian…… Without revealing much, I can say I may have taken too much liberty in breaking th...
The road to home….. There are times when I feel I am at the same crossroads again and again like a dèjá vu. The point of intersection where I am co...