A day with Acrylics!

Recently, I have been AWOL (absent without leave) from the blog because I’d been traveling and had been away from home for quite some time. When I finally did get back, I was consumed with bags upon bags to unpack. Next came giving the house a thorough scrubbing and cleaning because it was not under…

My Favorite 7 from The Indie Art and Craft Show

As I talked about in my previous post The Indie Art and Craft Show ’17, there was plenty to see and drool over. However, following are the exhibits which I loved the most from Indie. Every individual is unique in his likes and dislikes and what appeals to one might not be of much interest…

@yourfive

Randomly surfing one night, I came across these very interesting posts by What We See (which you should all go and check out!) where you would list your five most important possessions. At first, it seems daunting. Almost next to impossible to hand pick just five things which make up your entire life and make you who…

Words like Acid Drops

What if they gossip? Let them. What if they say mean things when my back is turned? Let them. What if they misjudge my intentions and misinterpret my words? Let them. But what if they find out the skin that shrouds me is paper thin? That the poison of their words seeps within. And burns for…

Loving Mama Because…

Before I begin, let me just straight up be clear on one point. I am not into the whole ‘one day in the entire year dedicated for mothers’ trend. I believe, and trust me it sounds more cliche to my ears than yours, that every day should be mother’s day. We should wake up each…

The Littlest of Things

They say that it is the little things that matter. In our everyday life, it is the tiniest of gestures, fleeting moments and expressions which add flavour and spice to life. Instead of looking forward to something ‘big’ or life altering realities we’d all do so much better if we instead learnt to focus on…

Blackout Poetry: Fangirl

What is poetry? Google says it is an expression of feelings characterized by a particular style and rhythm. I asked a friend and she said it was something people with too much time on their hands read and did. According to another friend, poetry is your heart’s song which it sings to itself. Somewhere online…

Microfashion- Kids at a Birthday

The other day I was invited to a neighbor’s little girl’s birthday party and happened to take my camera along. So glad I did because there were some cute little hoomans who brought their A-game with them! Also check out other posts in microfashion, Fairy Godmother and Dinosaur.

32 Things I Didn’t Know About Being Mrs. Military Man

Being raised as an army kid I thought I knew everything there was to know about living the military way. Boy, was I delusional. The military wife’s world is nothing like the military child’s world. It’s like when Lucy from Chronicles of Narnia enters the closet and steps into a world which might as well be on…

The Night is Mine

 My mornings are hectic and rushed. There is an urgency about the morning chores which demand to be tackled one after another. Wake up. Fix the room (I inherit that habit from my mother and I blame her). Fix the kid. Fix my face (on a few rare days). Empty the ‘chair’. You know the…

Through the Looking Glass

That dazed, half crazed woman I see in the mirror multiple times a day with her disheveled hair, rumpled clothes and loony eyes could not be me. But it is me. This woman I see has split ends, her face needs to be marinated in moisturizer and her nails have not seen a filer in,…