Rooted in Small Rituals
Before the summer heat picked up, I used to go for walk, multiple times a day.
It was a habit I always looked forward to. Walking somehow soothes me. … More Rooted in Small Rituals
Before the summer heat picked up, I used to go for walk, multiple times a day.
It was a habit I always looked forward to. Walking somehow soothes me. … More Rooted in Small Rituals
I wasn’t very strict about wearing proper walking shoes in my 20s. Even in my early 30s, I mostly enjoyed walking in sandals. Whatever was right next to the door found its purpose covering my feet, and off I would go for a walk. … More My Ordinary Companion
Earlier this month, I decided to write and publish daily. Although I didn’t publish every day, I wrote almost every day. When I first set out to write with the intention of publishing — beyond poetry and fiction — it felt like an immense task. … More Everyday Stories
Today it rained in the afternoon. My little one wanted to go for a walk in the rain, holding the umbrella. Unfortunately, by the time we stepped outside, the rain had cleared, leaving only puddles behind. We wandered around with the umbrella in hand, hoping the rain would return, but in vain. … More A Walk in the Rain
Yesterday was the first day in a week that I woke up without a headache weighing me down. Last week was rough, with stubborn headaches taking over my days and leaving me feeling inadequate. I couldn’t read or write as I had planned. … More Of Headaches and Hopes
We got back from our three-and-a-half-week-long trip to India this Monday night. We’re still recovering from the jet lag, but it’s almost manageable now. My younger one is still waking up around 4:30–5 a.m., but I don’t think there’s a fix for that—he actually enjoys waking up early. Still, by 5 in the evening, we’re … More Between Miles & Moments