D is for Daring to Doux

The worst thing about living in fear is probably the denial. It’s spoon fed to us so early that somewhere along the way fear becomes hard to distinguish from routine, our brains clicking shut till its over. Those of us that are the worst hit not just live by the book but make it our…

P is for Perfection and Picpoul de Pinet

My face fell within five seconds of our train pulling into Montpellier. My heart bled with the sky, my skin cold as much as from dread as the wind. You see, I got onto that train from Paris as much to shun the old as much as embrace the new. But life has a funny…

Being

Somewhere along time, in a whirlwind of growth and progress, we forgot to live. It got worse as we grew  older and lazy evenings spent stargazing with our posse and positing terrible arguments on debates on life, love and all those cliches were soon muffled by the need to huddle with our ears plugged behind a screen….

Weaving Webs

Whether it was a box of 50 or 50,000 pieces, Jigsaw puzzles always fascinated me. There was an undeniable rush of excitement every time I fit the last piece in place. Piece by boring piece would lie side by side to give me a whole that was beautiful. From cartoons to bridges to renditions of famous…

Joy of Life

Welcome to the 21st century, where all of your thoughts are mine and all of mine are yours. In a world where we’re one swipe away from being instilled with a dark and dangerous fear of missing out and what we need in our lives is defined by what others already have, we tend to…