I travel and read.
That’s me, ready for the first snorkeling around in the Marine park waters We make bucket lists as we grow, and like a machine, we work towards fulfilling those predestined fantasies that we have made for ourselves. Where is the unknown in a bucket list? Shouldn’t the process be reversed? That we go out in the... Continue Reading →
Remember when you were a child, and you pestered your grandmother or aunt to tell you stories at night? And they would tell you stories that had been passed down from generations in the family, stories that would vary from mouth to mouth and end up as a fable customised by the storyteller. Oral stories... Continue Reading →
Some bridges have to be burnt, some paradises lost. On a beautiful morning, you may walk on the edge of the lake and go searching for the bridge; no matter how obscured by the fog in your mind, your legs will grow eyes of their own, and you will land up in the broken bridge.... Continue Reading →
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