Where does time go?

It’s been 8 months since I wrote – and so much has changed, and so much has stayed the same.
This is not an exuberant I’m back post, and I don’t know if  I will ever be back to blogging as I used to, but the writing urges are here again, and the best friend insists [...]

Oui..

“Mademoiselle, est-ce que vous êtes perdue?”
Are you lost? he asks, looking at the map and me, crying over the wheel of my car.

“Oui.” Yes, yes, I say, and walk away, no particular destination in mind.
Foto Credit  : Doberdad

House MD, Transcripts

All through internship, the one constant series we watched was House MD – obsessively, in fact.
I remember rushing back from the ward at 1:00 am in the night to watch one episode with my friends before collapsing, exhausted, to sleep. We watched all three seasons in that room in MIQ, with the sound of construction [...]

Fin.

There is something about going back to the place where you’ve spent 5 years of your life – You could, and I did wax lyrical about how much i missed it – from the treeless hills that surround the place to the sheer melting pot atmosphere that you get only in a truely great college [...]

Kickin’ Up Leaves

So here’s changing the name of my blog from Wasted Years : Memoirs of a Bonded Slave, to Kickin’ Up Leaves.
And no, Kickin’ Up Leaves is NOT synonymous with Pushing up Daisies.

Foto credit : Vane 

Sempre In Excreta, Solo Profundum Variat.

Today is one of those days when I remember exactly why I named this blog Wasted Years and added the bit about the bonded slavery too.
Today’s been one of those days when despite having nearly 40 odd days in aggregated leave, I got told I could take 3 days off for Christmas, instead of a [...]

Love Letter Time

Right now :
I’m listening to Celine Dion singing Surprise, Surprise. Nice new album, by the way, Taking Chances.
I’m also trying to compose a half good love letter. No, dear readers, this is not for any significant other in my life. Rather, a local mag is running a love letter contest, and with my distinct lack [...]

Hiatus.

This is to say that the author will be taking a break from everything for a while,
Have a nice life, people..

It is finished.

I am done. Finally.
The project is written, edited and now given in for the power that be’s to approve and sign. If I get to fax it tomorrow and speed post it, it should get there before 15th. Feels so good that it is done. Spent the whole of yesterday thinking of things to do [...]

I feel like this now

Wish I had what I needed
To be on my own
‘Cause I feel so defeated
And I’m feeling alone
And it all seem so helpless
And I have no plans
I’m a plane in the sunset
With nowhere to landAnd I all I see
it could never make me happy
and my sand castles spend their time collapsing
chorus:
Let me know that you hear [...]