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Chop Goes the Weasel – Hair Today Gone Tomorrow

Chop Goes the Weasel – Hair Today Gone Tomorrow

“When a woman decides to cut off all her hair, she discovers something underneath that is liberating. It can be therapeutic because you let go of the idea that you need these superficial extras to feel beautiful.” – Emon Fowler    It wasn’t a passing whim or a fleeting fancy I caught on to, when I chose to shave off my head on 11 October, this month. 

#WordlessWednesday is on Winter Break

#WordlessWednesday is on Winter Break

Esha and I are taking a winter sabbatical from #WordlessWednesday only to return rejuvenated for an exciting new 2020.  Apologies for the delayed notification, but it’s been a busy, yet gratifying time of the year. Work has somehow caught pace, and there were a few things that needed my attention at the home front. I have also been spending some time reflecting and looking back on the year gone by. The holidays have been a great time to connect and…

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Wanderlust Beckons; NatashaMusing and Natasha are on a Break

Wanderlust Beckons; NatashaMusing and Natasha are on a Break

Wanderlust beckons and we are going on a break. We’ll be back in time to bring in our blogiversary.

Adieu 2017 With Deep Gratitude

Adieu 2017 With Deep Gratitude

Long Post Alert! But then how does one sum up a year in 100 words, without giving gratitude! 😉 It’s that time  of the year when many of us bloggers/writers write a reflective post on the year gone by. A year that left imprints in our hearts: some good, some not so good. But we chose to take forward the lessons and learning from both, don’t we? I’m bidding 2017 adieu with deep gratitude in my heart. We all know…

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“Sometimes When We Touch”: #WOW #Blogadda

“Sometimes When We Touch”: #WOW #Blogadda

“Sometimes When We Touch” You ask me if I love you And I choke on my reply I’d rather hurt you honestly Than mislead you with a lie And who am I to judge you On what you say or do? I’m only just beginning to see the real you And sometimes when we touch The honesty’s too much And I have to close my eyes and hide I wanna hold you till I die Till we both break down…

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A Night of Nostalgic Nebula: #WriteTribeProblogger #WriteBravely #FridayFictioneers

A Night of Nostalgic Nebula: #WriteTribeProblogger #WriteBravely #FridayFictioneers

  Saturday, 5:46 A.M.: I haven’t slept a wink. The receding moon is gaping at me blankly. Well, it was a decadent night of drinking and dancing, on the River Mandovi.     A night that also brought back memories from the yesteryears: of Rahul and I. When we had chatted on the same deck; till the wee hours of the morning, trying to drown our attraction in pints of beer. But, with no success. Last night Rahul arrived with…

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