The Space Between us

When two people meet, things happen. All kinds of things. And even before you can trace your fingers on each other’s cheeks, there comes a grand opening. Every relationship has its first grand opening. At some point. The first awkward silence, the first prick of pain, the first unspoken conflict, the first fight. And more…

Wake up, baby

“It’s not as if our lives are divided simply into light and dark. There’s shadowy middle ground. Recognizing and understanding the shadows is what a healthy intelligence does. And to acquire a healthy intelligence takes a certain amount of time and effort.” After Dark, Murakami I open my eyes, and there you are. I can’t…

The beauty of dressing down

The day you take an hour to dress up, do your hair, manicure your nails, and wear the attitude — will be the day your life will be the most ordinary. ♥ A few years ago, I was all about the colours, the florals, the bright lip, the coral blush and the pink shadow. So, it’s…

Right time

Better an oops than a what if – Beau Taplin For a long time now I have wanted to write this post – ever since I read this quote gracefully hand-lettered on a toilet seat cover by @stephankunz – ‘Create something today, even if it is shit’. I have spent weeks, sometimes months, ruminating over…

The Wars Within

Where there is love, there is conflict. A close friend recently told me something that brought me a sense of inner calm, a sense of familiarity with the demons inside me, and a sense of forgiveness for my greed to feel truly happy — a foreign addiction that seems to have consumed my being recently. He…

50 random facts about me

Fifty may seem like TMI* about me, but it had to be fifty, because babydolls, this is my freakin’ 50th blog post! You heard that right! FIFTEEE. Gimme my five seconds of legit gloating. Now, let’s move on. I need to start with a Disclaimer – If you meet me and ask me if any…

Brewtiful mornings

I open my eyes to the scent of filter coffee, To the narrow beam of sunshine peeping through the window; Anything for these lazy mornings where I can just lay in bed and be Not a mommy, not anybody but a buoyant soul in silent, graceful limbo. Stretching like a cat, groaning and rustling in…

Why Mehr is my spirit animal

I’ll start with a disclaimer: this is not so much of a review of the much-loved M.A.C Mehr, as it is my story of investing in the first ever M.A.C bullet I owned. I belong to a simple, south-Indian family with humble beginnings, a family that believes in good education and a rooted value system….