Yesterday I went to the house where I grew up… where we all grew up: my father, his siblings, the three of us. The women grew up there too, in a sense. They married men they loved and came new and unsure and grew into strong, loving, whole women here. I took my journal and [...]
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Writing and art journaling has certainly been the highlight of the last two days. Lots of Zettiology style pages. That and family. So its been a good few days, generally.
I find that some of my most evocative writing comes from the failure of an attempt. When I couldn’t stitch beautifully I wrote about adventure; when I [...]
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Today I claim:
My insecurities
My boyfriend
My books
My feet
My achievements
My imagination
My fear of the dark
My mistakes
My romanticism
All my quirks
My loud laugh
My need for attention
My choices
Bombay
My anger
My struggle to be a more generous person
My failed attempts
My body
My past
My music
My dreams of travel
My need to learn and grow
My style
My mess
My indulgences
My art
My sense of humour
My floating dreams
My experiments
My idealism
My [...]
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“THE MIND CAN ALSO BE AN EROGENOUS ZONE”
-RAQUEL WELCH
PHOTO OF ME TAKEN AT NIGHT IN THE MIRROR.
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Took Asmi swimming today.
More photos from today are here.
No, these are not your favourites on my blog (although I’d love to know which those are!!). This is my list of the 8 blog posts on my blog that I like best. From March 2006. Oldest on top.
Delhi in Haiku
ON BOARD 9W353 TO DELHI
AN ODE TO ILLNESS
LETTERS [...]
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From top Left: That’s Asmi as seen through my latest toy; Yashashwi desaturated to play with selective colouring; Bhots in my own home studio ; and Nidhu desaturated from her Chameli days.
So that’s what I’ve been up to.Additionally, I have got myself a training in group art therapy. So that’s one more step closer to [...]
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