After quite some time, I am enjoying some free time with no deadlines to worry about. So it is kind of a busman’s holiday, since I am taking care of all the pending stuff. But I love that. I could never sit still and “relax” – I prefer to be doing…
Posts tagged as “reflections”
I actually intended to post pictures of the souvenirs I bought on my Sikkim-Gangtok-Darjeeling trip, inspired by Lori Gosselin’s post at Life, for Instance – but I didn’t get around to taking the pictures. Sigh. So I decided to procrastinate. And do it next week. For now, here are more photos…
Those who know me, know I am in love with my 8th Main Road. I travel the length of this three-kilometer road four times a day. For me, my ride on 8th Main is not just a ride. It is a whole lifestyle with some interesting yet strong, unusual relationships I’ve formed…
I consider the road we live in as my doorstep. Because we have everything we want along this road – bakeries, sweet shops, grocery stores, supermarkets, fashion stores, fruit stores, dairy, medical stores, hospitals, hobby classes… You name it, we’ve got it. Yesterday, I decided not to drop Vidur off at school…
…have gone by “socializing” – what with all the browsing, participating in contests, winning some, claiming prizes, reciprocating “likes” and “follows” and making a whole lot of new “friends” in the process. I’ve also been busy managing work somehow, and enjoying writing regular guest posts, along with keeping up with updates…
If I wander too far, leave a light in the window. Let it burn and burn, until I return upon the wing of puffins. I’ll come riding, on a squall of cherry blossoms. I’ll come visit you with a reed basket stuffed with nuts and pine boughs to decorate your home.…
Yes, it has – much water has…you know what. So back to the present! Of late I’ve begun to think that my family, apart from the inmates of our house, are the dhobi, the postman/postwoman, the milkman, the medical store guy, the grocery chap, the cleaner – are all part of…