i haven't blogged my heart out in ages. i haven't even blogged at all in a while. wonder if it's because my life has turned ridiculously boring (not on a day-to-day basis, but somehow every week feels exactly like the one before it), or whether it's because i'm so happy the just way that i am right now that i don't care.
being irrationally happy also means that anything that should have spurred me into self-improvmental action has now been neatly swept under the carpet.
i know everything that's under the carpet is gonna catch up with me someday soon, but i'd rather pretend to be in blissful ignorance of that for now. happiness is a rare thing, and like every other rare thing, it's best savoured unblemished :)
tipping the scales
i turned 36 a few days ago. it was about as low-key as turning 35 was last year: i went to work, got home, cut a cake. and just like last ye...
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doing the same thing over and over again, no matter how well you do it, is bound to get boring eventually. the real fun is in doing things...
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i turned 35 earlier this week. the celebration was a quiet, relaxed time with shruti at home - and for the first time in my life, i also wen... -
it was a summer weekend. i was walking around in belfast. it was pretty hot, so i had taken off my shirt and put it away in my bag. as i was...
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