It's probably a little late in the day and I know, we should move on with the topic already but as a rule of thumb I try to give myself about a twenty-four hour period to really let things sink in and see if I am ready to move on or continue talking about it. … Continue reading But how do we move on?
To Bhagya - who reflects along with me, even from a distance. This was supposed to come in as a birthday post but that didn’t happen. New Year’s resolutions aren’t really my thing but most of 2017 has been spent a lot with a good deal of self reflection that has obviously resulted in the … Continue reading 27 Ways to Make 2018 Great
For a long time now, I associated travelling with inconveniences. It was the hassle of planning, hassle of packing (then unpacking and doing laundry once you are back), hassle of leaving work behind (and then coming home to realise that they never missed you after all - insecurities!), hassle of visa and nonsense if it … Continue reading Welcome to my Year of Travel
Because suddenly, the letters were no longer adequate, I had to add something more. This could range from a fridge magnet (with of course the padded envelopes then) or to even confetti. I still do the confetti because even as annoying as it is to clean up afterwards, the sheer joy of having little pieces of shiny paper fall on as you unfold the letter is everything magical.
It’s been too long, far too long. It’s like those habits we try to shy away from, or keep at, without much luck. I read some bits everyday. I would’ve liked to said “a lot” but that’s genuinely not the case. But of what I read, I am amused, entertained and enthralled. Enthralled at how … Continue reading Stream of Consciousness Postings – II
No before one would jump into any conclusions after reading the title: No, I did not find "new" love - quite happy with the existing one and will be for cheesy long time; I neither found a new job, I still have the supposedly luxurious lifestyle, which again I will have for a while (I … Continue reading New, Happy Things
Of all the things running through my little head, I knew it was time to write. Journaling would’ve been the more ideal choice at this given time but my wrist situations makes typing long-form easier than writing. I would like to think on how I’ve spent the past few days and weeks in deep self-discovery, … Continue reading Stream of Consciousness Postings – I
I was born to a privileged generation, Millennials they call us. True, as a Sri Lankan I had war, but then I lived in Colombo and the most we did was have a "drill" for emergency situations during the late 90s. But unless you live in Sri Lanka, it would be difficult to understand as … Continue reading This Millennial in Colombo