Wednesday, 6 May 2015

The Non-Facebook Post #80

How Bird, how?!
How do you manage to do your business on my car, especially when I've made sure I'm not parked under a tree to have made it unavoidable for you.
Oh, the constant splatters!

Friday, 1 May 2015

The Non-Facebook Post #79

" On soft Spring nights I'll stand in the yard under the stars - Something good will come out of all things yet - And it will be golden and eternal just like that - There's no need to say another word." - Jack Kerouac

We'll walk the warm Spring nights, under an inky black sky, under the stars. And it will be you and I, in a dream. Through a  grassy, rocky meadow enveloped in a delicious darkness. A darkness that needs no words, because a touch is all that's needed. And this will be goodness, golden and etetnal. You and I. In a dream.

Thank God for Kerouac!

"Writing has given me a space to express my innocence. No other world has any use for it." - Natasha Badhwar.

Thank God for Badhwar!

Thursday, 30 April 2015

The Non-Facebook Post #78

Today is the sort of day when 'Raindrops are falling on my head'. Literally and figuratively. My mood is mirroring this afternoon's dark clouds. I'm furiously hungry, and furious, and mad, and sad.
And well, to top it all, coming up next week is summer break and then, summer semester. That time of year when campus gets lonely, a ghost town. I hate empty campuses - let's put it that way.

Thursday, 23 April 2015

The Non-Facebook Post #77

The kids' diagnosis was right - "you're too gentle." Why do I have so many inhibitions?!

I need to have an attitude (some Alia Bhatt sass). I need to stop being self-conscious. I need to let go.

Wednesday, 22 April 2015

The Non-Facebook Post #76

"Round on the outside, straight inside!"

Thanks for great work colleagues!

Tuesday, 21 April 2015

The Non-Facebook Post #75

This! So this!
The Dumbledore sibling, "what only she keeps imagining in her head. "

Blessings, Magic and Beauty

  As I lay here in a darkened bedroom with my little fairy sleeping on me, my mind wanders to this time last year and the months that follow...