These odd memories are among the few things that remind me that my time in Singapore wasn’t a dream I made up.
Author: Vani
Words
Eighteen years ago, as an eighteen-year-old (gasp! half-my-lifetime ago!), I decided to put my words on the internet. On a “blogspot” blog, with unfiltered thoughts and wise quips, heartaches and complaints. And last week, wrapping up 2022, I wrote this in my diary: Why should I write? Who cares? What’s the point of this expression…
Gaadi Chalaana Seekhein – Indian Road Philosophies
I finally learnt how to drive a car. At 36, this is rather late…but finally I know what to do when you put me behind a steering wheel.
Coffee in the USA
For someone who’s had coffee all of 20 times in her life, the US was a crash course on coffee drinking. It was an adventurous, nerve-wracking, and fashionable ride.
The beloved DSLR
By 2016 my DSLR camera had stopped accompanying me on my travel. It was heavy, and taking pictures on it seemed pointless because the time spent making sure I had the right settings for focus, aperture and shutter speed were wearing me down. The phone camera seemed to just…calculate it all on its own and produce a quick, pleasant picture. The camera went into the cupboard.
Why do I clean?
Why do I clean? Does anyone notice, I think, even as I delight in the clean cupboard doors and clean lamps in the living room and feel satisfaction welling up within. Also, if no one notices that something is clean, do they also not notice it when it’s not clean?
Birds in the balcony
He points to one of the water bowls. I hesitate. “No, no, nothing scary,” he says. I peek into the bowl. Inside the empty bowl, caked with moss, lies a small egg.
The Red Sling Bag
A few hours before I have to leave for Iran, I can’t find my passport. A story of extraordinary kindness.
A Tribute to Axe Oil
Most chronic headache sufferers have an arsenal of tools to try for every headache, but there’s always a shining star of a tool that almost always works. That’s Axe Oil for me. I genuinely believe that Axe Oil gives me relief from my headache, even if only for a few minutes.
A letter to you about 2021
Whichever route you took, I’m chuffed to bits that you’re here. Because this unbelievable year is ending, and it’s been months since I wrote anything here. Thank you, dear reader, and wish you a much happier 2022. Next year, I hope to give you more reasons to be on this website.