The last few years – everyone who’s known me awhile has commented on how I am looking gorgeous, a lot more radiant, and kep asking what the reason was or if i was doing something different – diet, workout etc.. All I told them was “I am happy,...
I have written quite a few posts on Writing in the past, and this is one more along the similar lines… I moved cities. Started over in Bangalore. Built a new rhythm around unfamiliar roads, filter coffee, bookstores, book clubs, pickleball courts, and the hope...
For as long as I can remember, I have been the “big and tall” girl. While other girls seemed to effortlessly blend into the background or fit neatly into standard clothing sizes and school desks, I loomed. I occupied space—both in height and in width. For...
There is a profound, quiet power that washes over you when you hit your 40s. It’s not just a number; it’s a filter. Suddenly, the things that used to keep me up at night—worrying about being “too much,” fretting over whether I was being “pushy” by checking in on a...
My new favorite song is Golden [Demon Hunters]. Fell in love with it the 1st time I heard it and that happens only when the lyrics resonate with me.. There’s a line in the song that refuses to leave me: “I was a ghost, I was alone.” Not in the dramatic, cinematic...
