My Ordinary Life’s Extraordinary Journey
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Can life be planned? or predicted? Can I sketch a picture,draw some dots and spend the rest of my time trying to make a coherent diagram about how my life will turn out? Why is my life the way it is? Is it because of the choices i made? If i chose this, then why
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The other day, I was playing the part of a good listener (partly because I had no chance to contribute to the dialogue) to a grieving, wronged soul who is living with the burden of the whole world being her tormentor. Halfway into the conversation I realised that had it not been for all those
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I craved freedom when i was young. I loathe it now. As an adolescent, i would often dream of doing things on my own and living life on my own terms. Now, i miss the days when mom and dad took care of everything ; the bills, the food and the entertainment too! Where there
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I have inferred one thing about myself. I am a societal chameleon. I am good at convincing people that I am as messed up or as sorted in life as they are. I could be a devout daughter-in-law one day, a feminist the other. I could fit well amongst teenagers and also comfortably strike a
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