The Heavy Metaphor of the Weighing Scale

..while I have steadily gained weight (and with decreasing frequency lost some of it) over the years, it was only with the introduction of the scale into my life that I made my weight the barometer of all my successes. I also determined my happiness based on where I stood on the scale.… Read More The Heavy Metaphor of the Weighing Scale

Just because you’re paranoid doesn’t mean they aren’t after you

I am deeply terribly welded-to-the-bed unhappy. My immune system is particularly vigilant. The moment it senses a single disease- causing microorganism in a 1 KM radius, it deploys its drunk-on-power-mad-dictator mode and launches a full-on attack. Think nuclear codes. This has meant that I have practiced at COVID consistently for two years now. We are… Read More Just because you’re paranoid doesn’t mean they aren’t after you

How to Make Baingan Ka Bartha or Roasted Eggplant-Indian-Style in 20 Easy Steps

Step 1: Set alarm for 5:30 AM because husband needs a human alarm clock to wake him up for his super-early work meeting. Step 2: Binge Read till 2 AM in the morning because of 3,304 upsetting things in life and general anxiety disorder. Step 3: Wake husband up at 5:30 AM and go back… Read More How to Make Baingan Ka Bartha or Roasted Eggplant-Indian-Style in 20 Easy Steps

Timeless Raindrops on the Rocks from the Basement of Time

“…wild cherry blossoms Glowing in the morning sun.” Motoori Norinaga was a Japanese physician born in 1730. Norinaga composed thousands of poems, many of which were dedicated to wild cherry blossoms. This scholar, in love with the ethereal ‘colour and perfume’ of the delicate flowers that blossom so briefly, gave words to the emotion of… Read More Timeless Raindrops on the Rocks from the Basement of Time