Writing about a writer’s block is better than not writing at all. ― Charles Bukowski, The Last Night of the Earth Poems Writer’s Block strikes only when I open my laptop to write, For the rest of the time, endless thoughts clutter my mind. Ideas come by when I don’t want them to arrive, Nevertheless, they …
Hey, this is my first time writing a post from mobile. Don’t know why but i am not comfortable typing on mobile for a post. Why today? Coz i have a busy day and don’t have time to open laptop. But still want to share the sweet tidbits of life with you. For, it is …
Rains, rains and rains! It’s been pouring since morning, on a Sunday morning, what an eclectic mix that makes it to be. A day to enjoy nature, ‘chai’, coffee, books and of course Netflix. What else one needs on a Sunday. Happy Sunday to all! Full of things you love.
I have been dreaming of Jeannie, every day and every night, since the time I last blogged. I have been secretly wishing for some magical twist of fingers to finish the process of moving home at the brink of an eye. Whatever little time I get in a day to sip my cup of tea, I swing into my dreamworld, thinking how lovely it would be if all my wishes come true by just blinking my eye in a cute little way or whatever way my Jeannie would approve of.