Ikea pencils… Postcards… Stickers and stencils.. Bookmarks Stationery… Anand Prakash goodie box.. Something magical about putting pen to paper and writing out words to a friend/loved one… The earliest memory I have is from...
“How wonderful it is to be able to write someone a letter! To feel like conveying your thoughts to a person, to sit at your desk and pick up a pen, to put your thoughts into words like this is truly marvelous.” ~ Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood...
It has been a while since I read/wrote poems, so when a friend pinged me asking if I had any on Love, I replied “yes, but have to dig em out of the blog”. He kept at it saying another friend was doing a book, a collection of poems and collecting them from...
“The painter had no colors left to paint the night. He embellished it with dreams….”[via twitter] “Rhyme in the recipe. Meter in the measured spices. One of those days when one has to cook poetry in the kitchen. Not with paper and...
Mayuri and Gils tagged me- “My Sins against Gender-Stereotypes”… All I am supposed to do is reveal all those things I am/have done in my life, which as a girl I am not supposed/expected to do. So here...
