“These are Strange times” | Real Talk

“It was the best of times, it was the worst of times” “These are strange times”, keeps resounding over and over.Over the years, I’ve often been hit by a wave of sudden strangeness, a sadness of sorts which grips me and leaves me curled up into a ball of sorrowful mess. Panic attacks but no.Continue reading ““These are Strange times” | Real Talk”

A Sunday Morning

It’s a beautiful Sunday morning today in Ranchi, India. Still in bed, with a cup of tea on the bedside table, my hair dancing with the wind. No hurry, no snoozed off alarm, no clarinet call to work. The moment is holy. It’s times like these, that I say a short prayer, wishing for theContinue reading “A Sunday Morning”

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