Love Has a Funny Way of Manifesting Itself

A coffee cup with a little heart made out of foam. Love Manifesting
Love has a way of manifesting itself in ways we can’t always see..

Many many years ago when I was much younger and much more trusting an old family friend gifted my parents a piece of art he called ‘a work of genius’. It was a 15” by 12” printed frame with the exact same pattern of coloured dots and petal shapes spread across its surface.

At first we assumed it was the detailing that was the genius part about it. But then, some weeks later that same friend called up to inquire about the artwork. When our answers – revolved around similar phrases of praise, he finally revealed to us that hidden within those dots and shapes was a figure of a dancing Krishna. And that the genius part was to spot that hidden figure within its incredible detailing.

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I Bought A Jute Bag that Isn’t Trending Anymore – Should it Matter?

Jute bagI think I experienced a fashion epiphany the other day when I bought my first jute bag from Zara during its annual winter sale.

It was the last one of its kind when I spotted it on a shelf amongst a slew of multi colored handbags. I wonder why no one else had taken it?

That question aside, here’s a little confession: I have wanted a round jute bag ever since it made its way to my Instagram explore page in 2017 – when the trend of such bags had just started.

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Thoughts on Autumn

Thoughts on Autumn
A vase of wilted flowers by my bedside.

There’s a vase of wilted flowers by my bedside that I refuse to throw away. Outside my window, there’s a tree the colour of the setting sun; its leaves are hanging so loose like they’re about to fall. After a minute or so, a light breeze sweeps one of those leaves right past me. It takes a mid air twirl before gently falling to the ground.

A butterfly is fluttering around the potted plants; there’s a jingle in its flight, but its wings are mellow.

Autumn is at its prime; I say it out loud.

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My Eternal Source of Inspiration

What style means to me.. 

When I was 4, I remember my mother wearing a black wrap, full length jumpsuit for an award function. When I was 9, I remember her suiting up in a white shirt for a work meeting. At 13, when she changed careers and started selling art, I remember her putting on a flowery embroidered kimono, while sipping wine during an art opening. When I turned 18, she wore a black dress for my birthday dinner and sometime during this year, she held up some red velvet fabric and excitedly said, ‘I’m going to make this into a sari!’

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What 2017 Taught Me About Life

What 2017 taught me about life Another year gone, and although each year end marks the passage of time; for me it is marked as a box of lessons I’ve learned, labelled and sealed, pushed under my bed, for the years yet to come.

If I had to look back at 2017 and how it played out, I can easily say it was one of my tougher years.

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