Notes from an almost-empty-nester
One morning last weekend, the husband, N and I finished our morning tea and, as I was clearing the table, trying to balance multiple cups and the biscuit bowl on one tiny tray, predictably enough, I upturned one of the cups and leftover tea dribbled down my T-shirt.
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Ever since I finished reading East of Eden by John Steinbeck (re-reading it, actually) I have been struggling to put my thoughts down. This book is so rich with food for thought, that I feel I haven’t even begun to digest everything it has to offer, despite reading it twice.
Continue reading “Of morality and the choices we make: Reading East of Eden”
This is by far one of the most unusual and unexpectedly rewarding books I’ve read.
First up, let me confess: It took me three attempts to read it. The first two ended in DNFs. I simply couldn’t get into it. And that is why I am so glad I went back a third time.
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I am an easy going person. I make space for a lot of people in my life, people who are entirely different from me, younger, older, working professionals, stay-at-home moms, readers, artists, runners – all kinds.
Continue reading “My Kind of Weird”
Here’s a confession: of late, I’ve been finding it tough to sit down and write my usual kind of longish posts.
And I blame the Gram for it. Instagram, I mean.
Continue reading “Of Instagram, bite-sized thoughts and bloglets”