To be yourself, in a world that is constantly trying to make you something else, is the greatest accomplishment.~ Ralph Waldo Emerson 💚 By this measure, I consider myself extremely accomplished…

That I have lived my life trying to please and to keep the peace even when clearly hurting is finally coming back to haunt me. Alas what is one to do when one should have spoken up five years ago when memories were fresh… Evidently one should deal with shit at the exact moment when…

God’s perfect plan may not appear perfect at first, but a few months down the line, you will probably be saying, “thank you Lord”… Many are the times that I have had the good fortune to smile and say, I am so glad that earlier prayer was not answered. Because he always gives me something…

I am exhausted mentally. Yesterday, my co-author and I did 30 pages of the new book. And all of this on a whatsapp conversation, while reverting every now and then to Google search to check on stuff. I don’t understand it when people say they can’t write because they don’t have a laptop or something….

Makeup   It’s so hard being a woman. Putting on my makeup takes a cool 30 minutes.   I exfoliate, moisturize, wait. Then moisturizing primer. Wait a bit. Liquid foundation. Concealer. Setting powder. Contour powders or bronzer and blush. Highlighter. Blend. Eye primer if I have it. Eyeshadow. Eyeliner. Mascara. Lip liner. Lipstick. Highlighter touch…

The priest is quoting a verse from the Bible. I am not sure whether I believe in a God out there. An invisible power out there ruling the world with a heavy but fairly compassionate hand. But my legs are broken and I am in excruciating pain. This freak accident has shown me how mortal…