A past that doesn’t let go

When you grow up in a family that’s volatile, it leaves some marks. Some are physical, some are not. The physical ones you dismiss, joke about, lie about and carry them around almost like a trophy of survival. You’ve survived. You’ve gotten through it all and made it out of that tunnel. Those hands that…

What if I let go?

What if I give up on resentment? What if I give up on anger? What if I choose peace? What if I just let go…?

Time – turner

A group of young college students sit next to me at a restaurant. They must be anywhere between 16 to 19 years of age. Their constant chatter, their liveliness, their carefree personalities are like the smell of freshly baked chocolate chips cookies that drift towards me. I am transported to my college years, my friends,…

Unbearable lightness: A Story of Loss and Gain – Portia de Rossi

“I didn’t decide to become anorexic. It snuck up on me disguised as a healthy diet, a professional attitude.” Unbearable lightness tells the story of Portia de Rossi’s battle with anorexia. She is the actress who is popular for her roles in Ally Mcbeal, Arrested Development and most recently, Scandal. I have not read many…

Norwegian Wood

“What makes us normal, is knowing that we’re not normal”. Some books knock you out and leave you breathless. Some stay with you for hours, days, weeks after you have finished reading them. Norwegian Wood is one such book. Most of Murakami’s books have that power. At least over me.

Musings…

We are all obsessed about something. We all have our little obsessions. I wish this would make us empathetic about each other’s obsessions/fascinations/passions/fixations (whatever you want to call it).

Passing on the light…

Many people have been instrumental in my journey towards becoming a bibliomaniac. The habit of reading has been key to many of my experiences and I need to thank quite a few people for that. If it hadn’t been for them, I may never have known the joys of reading and the escape it provides!

When friends become family

My friends are my family. And like a family, we fight, we grow apart, we dis each other, but at the end of the day, when one of us calls the other, we are there. No matter how busy, how complicated our own lives are, we are there. I don’t know if many people can…

I am…

I recently came to the realization that I am a self – made woman. It struck me with a multitude of emotions that I was not prepared for. I was surprised that it had never occurred to me that it was so.