Over the years, I have realized that my mind is a pool of copious ideas from varied fields. It is like an open pond, extremely prone to ripples from externalities, big and small. There was a time when I picked every idea up and started working on it. I do that no more.
Over the last weekend, my wife and I had decided to clean all the closets and drawers, extending it to cover every nook and corner of our house. The idea was to go through each section of our home, find all the junk lying around unused, and get rid of it if it does not justify the space it occupies.
I have discovered a few ironies of life, a few lessons for the writer within me over my 15 years of writing. I want to share a few of them with the writer in you.
I recently moved across the state. As I was planning this move, deep within, I was also thinking about what I can expect from the move. I was also signing up for a heartbreak.
I have recently moved back to my permanent address — the place I have been calling home for the past ten years. It was precisely a year ago that I had shifted to my original hometown. My wife and I wanted to be closer to our parents in these uncertain times. Good that we did.
Why I separated my microposts from the long-form posts? The real test for any blogging platform is how simple it makes it to write from both a desktop and a mobile device. I have come to realize that no platform does it perfectly.
I do connect with the sentiment of bloggers, yet I believe the suggestion doesn't address all facets of writing. Personally, I love blogging, but I also love writing long form posts.
Hello Friend, My daughter recently learnt how to ride a bicycle. I spent two weeks making her follow the basics, inspiring her to give up on the fear of falling. I had marked the first week to convince her that falling is how she will learn not to stay down.
Hello Friend, At the surface, this channel of communication feels so abstract. I don’t know whether you read this to the end; maybe you skim through for something of interest. Whatever you do, I feel as if I am writing a letter to an old friend. I bear no
Hello Friend, I hope you are in a healthy state of mind and body; the endless whirlpool of tragic tales from the pandemic-ridden world hasn’t pulled you down. I lately focus a lot on my health, both physical and mental. My mind and body have endured a lot of