Mortal Coil
The tragedy of life is not death but what we let die inside of us while we live – Norman Cousins Copyright © 2019 Pradita Kapahi Illustration by Pradita Kapahi
Wildflowers of Summer + Hello Note
It’s been a long, long time since I posted something here. A few days back, I was checking my WP stats here (don’t know why though; they’ve only been going down) and I gasped when I realized that my last post, Empty Spaces, was published more than 2 months ago. Two. Months. Whoa, I’ve never…
Overcoming The Fear Of Trying
I know this looks bad, like a child’s work (no, I think even kids can do better than this), but the only reason why I’m posting this today, out to the world, is because I’ve always, always been a scaredy cat when it comes to doing something new and something that I have no experience…
The Neelkantha – Shiva: A Sketch
G’morning Readers and fellow bloggers, The paint is still drying on this one but I couldn’t wait to share it with you. I don’t remember the last time I had shared pictures of a sketch with you. Last night, after daughter dearest had dozed off to sleep (thankfully), I took out my sketchbook intending only…
Tuesday Conversation + Sketch
Good Morning! How’s the work week going for you all? Is it hectic, is it laid back, or is it one of those horrible weeks that you’d like to go back in time and erase with a magic eraser? If it’s good, enjoy it. Such moments (especially at the workplace) don’t last for long. If…
WHAT IF WE LOST WRITING?
Originally posted on The Perfectly Imperfect Bunch:
Picture this – You wake up one morning. Go out to get the newspaper. Only there is none. ‘Maybe it’s a national holiday or some sort of newspaper strike.’ You march back in and pick up your phone to check if there was a holiday you missed. Only…
Meanings
Some words need not Our defining limits, Or hours of tedious discourses, Debating what they encompass. Some words, they need No tomes of explanations. They’re better perceived From the eyes of experience, Of things that come to pass. Give all without expectation, That’s what love should mean. Knowing but not abusing it, That’s all that…
