2019 is another Pandora's box we open tonight, so let's breathe easy before facing whatever's inside.
We take such good care of our belongings but never of ourselves.
This time of the year we all look back, we try and take our pitfalls with a pinch of salt, and ponder on all the wasted time
I can wish that the weekend should have been better, but I'll just put it to rest and move on.
Let's change the tunes to old songs and sing them once more.
We're so afraid of insanity we drive ourselves insane.
Getting better is hard work, and getting better while working hard is harder.
Even English has become a gamble, I don't know what constitutes English anymore.
I got out of the house, on a little trip. A trip to a place so familiar, my second home, Coorg. The hills always call and if you hear carefully to the city winds, you will know the hills are calling you. There are few places on earth that make you feel like you were … Continue reading On the road
It's fine to use them, but it's dangerous to believe in them.