My mind gravitates toward anniversaries. Five years ago today, I barely had thoughts about leaving my country for higher studies. Most times, I loved it. Today, I despise it. Nothing about life today even remotely resembles the life I was living at that point. Maybe that’s a good thing. Maybe it isn’t.
All I had is one simple goal in mind when I walked out of my apartment door -distraction. Just to get my mind off of everything. Disappear into the world for a while. (That sounds like three goals, but I think they all fall under the same umbrella.).

Guitar heroes

“Better late than never” laks and I were resolute to give it our shot in fitting ourselves with a horde of amateur guitarists. The kick start was almost a fistic struggle with grimaces on pains, hardened finger tips, and frustrations on strumming the same strings one by one every day. The raucous noises when striking the wrong chords and the giggles with the missing note is yet the fun part of our learning curve. Well the first step is taken . Lets keep our vatic hopes of becoming the guitar heroes animate

Q & A's

Its Friday evening and all i wanted to do is blog answers to random questions that came up in my mind . Here it goes...

Q. Under what conditions can you have the perfect nap?

A. Late afternoon, early summer, not too hot yet, windows open but curtains drawn, so the bedroom gets that irresistible dark buttery glow. Collapsing into my perfectly broken-in bed wearing a tank top immediately after a cool, cleansing shower. Not that I’ve given this much thought.

Q. Under what conditions can you let most of your guard down?

A. My guard hasn’t had a “down” option since I was 16.

Q. Under what conditions can you do your best writing?

A. Very sad, dark, lonely, emotional nights. Usually, there is rain involved.

Q. Under what conditions would you give away everything you own?

A. It used to be that one man need say one word, and I would have dropped it all in a heartbeat. Except my cat. I can now say that this has evolved into nothing short of dire financial disaster. Still, I’m not much attached to “things.” People and pets are much more important.