30 is just the beginning

When I was sixteen, I used to think 30 seems rather bizarre and far-fetched. I reckon, by 30, I would have it all figured out – like being financially stable, owning a big house, driving a fancy car, married with maybe two kids, the list stretches all the way to the north pole. It is…

Life & Death And A Little Update.

I have been rather occupied with insurmountable responsibilities for the past couple of weeks. I have been driving my mother to and fro the hospital and next week, she will be warded for her upcoming surgery. Nothing major, i hope. Without pretence, i despise being in the hospital. The space reeks of antiseptic smell that…

Au revoir, 2017

This time last year, i remember being at this precise spot, curled up in my bed, knowing deep in my heart that this year would be an onerous one. I remember telling my mom this, “Something tells me that i have to equip myself for funerals.” A part of me knew it was going to…