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The Last Morsel.
There come moments, days, that you snatch with both hands, not knowing when they might come by again. A meal you scarf down without a second thought. Consumed, till the last bite, held gingerly between your fingertips, gives you pause. You bring it up to your lips and finally pin down the fragrance. The imminence Continue reading
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If The Shoe Fits
Sometimes we have to take those long, quiet treks—pilgrimages to old people, old places—where the air seems to remember us. We face versions of ourselves long gone. The expanses between us pulsate with the echoes of growing pains, the dulled throb of things left unsaid. Sometimes it’s shame that greets us; other times, it’s the Continue reading
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Almost.
“Almost” is a word that sometimes sits heavy on your tongue. Like a breath hitching, or a moment too long of hesitation; it’s the thin line between what is and what could have been. Almost can lead to a lifetime of regrets and the various blind ending “what if”s. We almost made it. I almost Continue reading
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Inktober 2018
Soooo… It feels like ages since I last posted here. In fact, it has been. Guilty as charged. However, a recent conversation with someone made me want to post. While I seem to have a shortage of words worth sharing, pictures are something I have been creating. I decided to give inktober a whirl this Continue reading
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Musings From The OT: The Surgeon. (Housejob Diaries)
Sleight of hand, sharpness of wits. Blood stained, sweaty browed, stiff necked, he stands. Yet he stands upright. Stance firm, piloting up to four instruments at a time. The surgeon, almost arrogantly confident, always a little too loud, always sure of himself. So much so, that you can’t help but wonder whether it is Continue reading
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Reflections from the ER 1: Housejob Diaries
Short and somewhat fragmented, much like my thought processes these days. Twice a week we are banished to the purgatory of the ER. A place where it is neither night nor day, summer nor winter; yet everything all at once. Bright lights rob us of any true orientation, disconcerting after a certain number of Continue reading
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Five People In My Life I’m Grateful For
…and what I learned from them. The Unexpected Companion. The person who you’re lucky enough to cross paths with at the outset of an adventure and who sticks by you throughout the journey. They help coax you out of your shell, by their mere example and just the thing you need to push you out of Continue reading
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Long time, no post!
This is a piece I wrote a while back, sort of a moment captured, which I once imagined would be the beginning or middle of a story. ~ She flaunted her flaws unapologetically. She wore no make up, save a touch of her usual red lipstick and the smudges of last night’s kohl below her Continue reading
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Guest Post: An Open Letter to the Dearly Departed
Well, my friends, as you know, I’m big on expressing emotions and what better medium to paint such a picture than to build it up word by word. This post was sent to me by a shy acquaintance, who wished to have their voice heard, albeit anonymously. Feedback and words of encouragement are welcome, as Continue reading
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Birth and Rebirth
I found myself in the later hours of my maternity night duty, around 3 am. A lull in the workload served no purpose except to make me acutely aware, how in the timeless disorientation of the well lit emergency, my exhaustion was paradoxical. No matter how I tried, I could not rest. I lay Continue reading
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