Burn Slow

For Magpie Tales: Mag 284

I didn't want to wake up, not just yet. 

Only I Can Write A Saga on Doors.

Note: Before I start, let me make something very clear: I do NOT need anyone to open the door for me. Nor do I mind it when someone does, as a gentlemanly gesture, I chalk it down to chivalry which is a nice thing, something that us, feminists, seem to have forgotten.

My Pauper Dinner Woes - A Call for Help

A life like this lead to me becoming the size of a house. Predictably, I started worrying about my weight for a good year, conducted research on "how to lose weight fast" for another, and planned my healthy eating for another six months before I actually got around to changing my lifestyle.

The Fictioneer

#MondayMusings

Why do I write?

On The Outside

Emily pulled the cap lower down her face as they passed her by – hand-in-hand they looked perfect together, like two perfect pieces of the same fucking beautiful puzzle.

The Month That Was... August '15

THE PACE AT WHICH THE MONTHS ARE WHIZZING ACROSS THE CALENDER IS FREAKING ME OUT.

....because we're cowards....

Imma be just leave you with this on a fine Monday morning.
Yet to hear something truer in this lifetime.

Mollycoddle/ Teach to Live?

Last night, I got into a heated argument with someone who neither gets heated nor argues. What was it about, you ask? (Even if you didn’t, I’m going to tell you, so you might as well).

#8PhotosOfHappiness

Of course I had to take up Ariel's tag when I saw it on Parul's blog.

Elusive Present.

"I'll Fix You"

Source

Reveries #1

Dear Diary,

The Indian Independence Day came. And went.

One Last Time

one last time I turned around to look at the bloody mess on the floor.

For UnEqualled Joy

Even as the sun beat down mercilessly, the Outer Ring Road choked; the silently poisonous fumes slid quietly out of scalding hot exhaust pipes, unseen by the irreverent, impervious riders and drivers scrambling against time and gridlocked vehicles.

The Month That Was.... July '15

After we got to June, I’ve been very aware of the days passing by, so its no surprise that August is here.