You have acquired this habit of examining love, having become distrustful lately of a thing whose workings you cannot understand. You see, if you can just figure out what love is, how it works, what makes it tick, what feeling denotes what reality, then you will know how much to trust it, what to do … Continue reading Dissecting Love
For purposes of full disclosure, I admit I am a little post-wine hazy. And I get sentimental when I have been drinking red wine. It makes me want to write love letters; long rambling intimate winding lush love letters. So I am writing this one to you. First let’s get into the mood. You know … Continue reading EEEEEEEKS!
I bet he gave them hell. Misbehaved. Sputtered. Jerked them around. I can just see him now. Defiant. Gallant. Brave to the end. Atta boy! I thought I'd never see him again. But he came back to me. Everyone said he would. Deep inside, I guess I knew it too. And when he did come … Continue reading This one’s for Tiny
I wrote this a while ago, before I really started writing. I am setting it free. As a teenager I imagined that when I was 30 I would have a husband, children, an orderly household, suitably accomplished career, hair that didn't perpetually look like I was attached to a Van De Graaff Generator, and skin that was always perfectly … Continue reading Eat. Pray. Love.
"And above all, watch with glittering eyes the whole world around you because the greatest secrets are always hidden in the most unlikely places. Those who don't believe in magic will never find it." - Roald Dahl Anyone who knows me knows how obsessed I am with Roald Dahl. I want to be him when … Continue reading Whizpopping Human Beans
Every now and then I find myself slipping down a dark hole. Having been fed a steady diet of English fairy tales growing up, it is only reasonable to expect that at the bottom of any dark hole, one will eventually encounter a shisha smoking, vowelly correct caterpillar and then get whisked away to a … Continue reading Pleasure
A spontaneous conversation took place on twitter last night. It started with a tweet, which was picked up by someone who replied, and picked up by another who added their thoughts to the weaving of words and contemplation....and so it went on, in a series of tweets, replies, re-tweets and favourites. It meandered, scattered and haphazard … Continue reading Twitter Quilt
First my body broke. The trip had started off magically with elephants swimming in the lake. Not waddling or doing that thing us girls do, politely bobbing, heads afloat to keep our hair dry. No. These elephants were submerged, frolicking, clambering on top of one another and then sploshing back into the water. Hell, they … Continue reading Of Swimming Elephants & Downward Dogs – Part 1
The sari is a garment of genius. It fits all sizes, flatters all shapes, can be shared and never goes out of fashion. The sari makes every woman look sexy. I am convinced the sari was created by a man. Not just any man, but a man who worshipped the shape of a woman, who … Continue reading Sari Woes
Nusrat came to me when I was 15 years old. At a time when Biggy Hypnotized, Heavy D was getting us to call him Big Poppa, and we were No Diggitying from here to Gotham City. At that age, I went to the kind of school where the only thing less cool than being brown, … Continue reading Possessed