Just another dancer looking for the perfect pair of striped half tousars. Monday, April 6, 2015. Hmmmthat is a truly aspirational thought. Must have a good long think about the possibilities it offers.

Friday, August 3, 2012. I am moving this blog to wordpress. Do not forget to drop in. Sunday, June 3, 2012. The title so matches my state of mind at this point.

I am the warrior tribe, I am me. Under the starlit sky, we sat together, many nights we spent in silence. Nothing seemed awkward then, nothing seemed unrealistic, nothing seemed heavy. I know you do not have the time for me right now, I know you need your being first.

The Life and Times of an Indian Homemaker. Practical Ways to Love Grieving Parents at Christmas. Bereaved parents feel increasing pressure as the days count down toward December 25th. Everywhere we look families are celebrating togetherness and happy moments. Our hearts rejoice for each home that has a full table and an unbroken circle.

Saturday, June 2, 2012. The smooth black velvet bodice, the deep pink lace sleeves. You wore it every other day. Your mother shouted, screamed and eventually pleaded with you to take it off. But of course, you refused. Saturday, May 26, 2012.

Sunday, September 10, 2017. I watched the telugu movie Arjun Reddy, and felt conflicted the moment I walked out. Should I submit to its charms or do I give form to the discomfort I felt while watching some portions? But the movie progresses. They fall madly in love. How can we buy this, root for this- such a lopsided, deranged relationship? Sunday, June 23, 2013.

About Life and its myriad hues. Nothing preachy about it! August 17, 2011. AND I AM TRULY LIVING IT UP! Filed under I love. The most beautiful people we have known. Are those who have known defeat, known suffering,. Known struggle, known loss,. And have found their way out of the depths. These persons have an appreciation,. 8230;a sensitivity and an understanding of life. That fills them with compassion,. Gentleness, and a deep loving concern.

Sunday, June 01, 2014. I dreamt of you today my dear. I dreamt of us - sitting together, next to each other, looking at the world go by. I dreamt of a moment of clarity when you put your hand around my shoulder - touching me the way no man has.

But these are arbit thoughts, random musings or things that no one will listen to. Saturday, March 19, 2011. Hopefully this will end soon and I can blog again. Monday, March 22, 2010. More than I hate Mondays. 1 Watch a play .