Monday, December 1

Long live the pen


Hallelujah! My blog has finally risen from the dead!

All thanks to the constant reminders of few loved ones coupled with an inward surge to write again. Sure, a lot has changed since I penned last. Some of my past blogs make me smile. Some make me laugh and cry out loud. Some of them make me cringe in embarrassment so much that I want hide under the table like a child. There is this sense of pure wonder when I read my past entries. Is this girl really me? But, that's the beauty of journaling. It's a figurative time-machine. I love photographs for the same reasons. It captures your present for keeps. You can walk down the memory lane anytime and relive the past all over again. But, journaling captures so much more in depth than a mere photograph.You see your transformation ..your evolution over the years through your own words and perspective. Writing captures your frame of mind and soul - it's pulse, emotions and thoughts. It's liberating to say the least. Much like any other form of art - music, film, painting, crafting, cooking etc

I've also realized that it's time not to take some things for granted. Like writing which I've conveniently and cozily put in the back burner for quite some time now, Yes! I took a very happy hiatus - marriage, motherhood, travel, other amazing things etc. But at the end of the day, these are nothing but mere excuses. When something comes so naturally and gives you so much happiness, why halt it at all? There are other skills that I personally desire to learn and master. But, no longer at the cost of writing which I've decided to fine polish through this blog of mine. 

So, For the pure love and joy of writing, here I am. Hopefully this time, sharper and wiser with her pen.

Wednesday, November 26

Every Praise

Thanksgiving is just around the corner. And Gosh! There are so many things and people to be thankful for. With an exciting road-trip looming in a few hours, I'll just cut the whole 'Vote of Thanks' chase. And instead, let a favorite song of mine do all the talking and dancing. You read that right coz' dance you surely will. Now, don't blame me if your booty goes swinging crazy.

This Christian worship song was introduced to me by hubby dearest last year. And ever since, we have played it on repeat a zillion times at home, in the car, at the gym etc. I love it because it has a very peppy beat, very much like those high-energy workout songs. And it has to be played on full-on high volume.

Here goes, very truly ' Every praise is to our God' by Hezekiah Walker



Happy Thanksgiving, folks!

Tuesday, November 11

Words are all we got

Sometimes, the best of gifts are neither material nor expensive. It's as simple and intangible as a few heart-felt words. Such as these that my Dad penned down after my last visit home.

'Two angels came to us five months ago.....spread love and happiness and joy....It was nice and sad to see them off today morning as they walked hand in hand and one of them cute little one walking backwards to the aircraft but facing us waving flying kisses and the other holding her soulmate's hand with one hand and other on the little one..walking their life to the future with love,hope, joy and zest and faith.... Life is Beautiful!'

These words, Dad are forever etched in my heart. All I can say is that I feel very grateful and proud to be YOUR daughter. God couldn't have blessed me with a more loving and understanding father like you. And, I will always a carry of piece of home wherever or how far away life takes me.

 Love always! 
125x125 Ads1

Recent Posts

As real n true as one can be...A pot-pourri of my day-to-day affairs..Of both my real-life troopers n bloopers alike....My very own tales.