“Imagination is the only weapon in the war against reality” -The Mad Hatter (Alice in Wonderland) While I was growing up, I didn’t like my reality. So I opted to stay in a wonderland of my own creation. My musings distracted me from all that was going on around
The average human mind has the capacity to store up to 2.5 million GB of data. The irony is that more often than not it chooses to save embarrassing moments where we are making a fool of ourselves. The lecture you attended gets deleted and the incident outside of
People in rectangles. A newlywed couple, baby wraps, first days at school, defending a Ph.D. thesis, cooking a meal for the first time, vehicle’s birthday, a cat snuggled up, aging parents in the glow of their anniversary cake, celebrating oneself, a day off, an after-therapy selfie, the view
It was the time of 'Month End' and all the cubicles in the Finance Centre were buzzing with activity. We were just a couple of months into managing the financial process on our own, post the transition to our Center. The Month End close would determine how we
''Do your squats!" "Run those miles" "Lift that weight" Yeah, that's some workout hype right there. Its definitely cool and exciting to have these fitness victories. What's more? Fitness isn't limited to great shape, instead its how
You must have heard the phrase- ‘An empty mind is the devil’s workshop’. While I was growing up, my mother used this phrase a lot. She didn’t like the fact that I had little interest in academics and would try to keep me busy with activities. Over time,
“I don’t understand why.” I find this line running through my head. As I type this, I wonder if you have had thoughts on similar lines before. You find yourself wondering “Why would they do/believe in that? Why do they choose to be in a certain way?”, I
Wildly moving my limbs, I try to follow a dance workout routine. I allow myself to admit that I will never be someone who dances at a party nor will I receive compliments for how amazingly beautiful that routine was. I chuckle, as I type this. Do you find yourself
Blank space, I am trying to find the right words. The ‘right words’, I wonder. I listen to someone describe a rough day. I pause, I want to let them know they’ll get through this and it will be okay. How do I do this? I think about how
The voices are loud. Whose voices? My own. I go over my mistakes, I try to hold my stance. I can hear a friend defending their position. We're at an impasse, disagreement of sorts. And so it continues, sentences volleyed back and forth. Some sentences are accusatory, some
D’s daughter, H came home unusually quiet. H was out cycling with her friends, D noticed H fidgeting with her toys. D began to play with H, and H happily chose to engage. D chose to talk to H over dinner, a time where H is receptive to conversation.
Blue shimmery rectangles of water. Pools frightened B, sprinklers did too. 7-year old B, wears a pink polka-dotted swimsuit and walked to the steps of the swimming pool. B tries to ignore her mother in the stands. A kind woman approaches B from the water and holds her hands out.