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...
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...
It seems there are the usual blues and mean reds but for me there are the seductive greens too…. For some it would be the nature and travel but for...
Writing can indeed be cathartic… I realised this in my teens, pouring out my troubled thoughts and questions in a secret diary hidden from family. ...
Another day. Another year. Another retrospection? Not anymore. I am done with looking back and setting goals. I do know that this maybe a temporary exhaustion, ...
After long period of dullness, I am roaming around the park in a failed attempt to revive myself. From the slumber of numbness. While waiting for my kid to comp...