My channel for introspection and reflection on many topics close to my heart – life, current issues, society, relationships, humanity and random thoughts.
It’s my my “me” time – my daily commute to work – when all I do is watch the world go by. There’s nothing quite like sitting by the window, in that bliss of solitude, feeling the wind on my face and letting my mind wander into its deepest recesses as the train meanders its way on the tracks.
“Are you working?” This is perhaps one of the most frequently asked questions by women to women when they meet for the first time. On the face of it, it seems a most innocent question – pleasant small talk, perfect to break the ice. But the answer to that question often holds the key to how she will be assessed and summed up.
A gift of words for my Valentine
Memories tug at my heart strings, Making me turn around…
Though the act devoid of dignity, she was a picture of pride.
I couldn’t but help marvel at this amazing paradox
It was a dream delicately woven;
Fine threads of silk intricately spun..
Yet another sunset – light on darkness does verge,
When dreams and reality begin to merge.
While we grant ourselves the need to be touched,
To others we forget to reach out;
I was strolling along one sunny morn,
Didn’t quite realize when she left me;