My Alternative Reality

N.B. I dont generally like poetry, but I loved this one. I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead; I lift my lids and all is born again. ...

I am possessed since this morning by a thought; how we always say "well, tomorrow is another day". But then this tomorrow never co...

Disclaimer: This theory is not entirely about me or the other, for that alone would not make a "theory". It is more or less a coll...

they claimed that all is fair in love and war, but I need an answer to this: In affairs of love (and war), when is letting go a strength and...

... I had the following items lying randomly around me -as opposed to placed neatly somewhere-: 13 books (only one of which is not a novel, ...

"Did something break inside last time? Because this definitely couldn't have happened today, it must be last time." This is th...

Seriously?? Even 5 minutes after I _asked_ you not to do it? What are you, a memory-less automated sprayer?

Since we are (I AM) always blaming it on the hormones, I thought today would be a good day to thank my endorphins... Thank you endorphins......

The following is a collection of phrases said by me over the last weeks.. I amaze myself sometimes! "I don't _have_ a moral fiber....

This conversation was overheard yesterday in Starbucks Korba.. The group was 2 women, one in her 40s and one in her 70s, and a man in his 70...

When I am in the toilet, please please please refrain from spraying your cheap brand lemon-scented air freshner all around me. For one, it f...

don't you sometimes wish that you had remained in the dark when it comes to certain facts? That not knowing this could've spared you...

I feel royally flushed... whatever that means! Take me Gouna now!

"What if reality is nothing but some disease?"

We are constantly over-obsessed with the happy ending that we forget about happy beginnings and happy middles.. I'd pick a happy middle ...

So, the story goes that we (I, my friends, etc etc, not necessarily the reader who might not know me!), we have come of an age where we are ...

... and how can I not smile when I hear it?

So I've been diagnosed: Wanderlust.. Oh so thats whats wrong with me? What gives me the dreamy look whenever an old dream surfaces? this...