Inscriptions

 Yesterday I went down memory lane and wrote about one of my experiences, But for now I'm holding it off from publishing it, I don't think I want to put it out there just yet. But writing about it gave some sense of comfort, writing about my own experiences gives me a very different feeling, it makes me feel like I have gone back in time and reliving that once more. there is some kind of warmth in doing that but it is also painful at the same time, that is one reason why I stopped writing what I was working on earlier as it became too much an emotional process and it got very overwhelming. But now I want to get back to my process, so I am taking small measures to get dive right back into it.  In some way I am quite excited about what this new year is going to bring, I have so many plans for the coming year, one of the many things I want to do is have a bullet journal to keep track of my writing, my ideas, plot lines etc. My head is brimming with ideas on what I want to write a...

I finally started reading The Second Sex by Simone de Beauvoir, it is something I have been wanting to read for a very long time in my life, I finally managed to secure a copy for myself which I can sit at read at my own pace. I have just read the introduction and I must say I am quite happy with what I have read so far. I could relate to understand so much of what I have read so far. And I am quite excited to read further, although it might take some time to read and understand it considering the length of the book. Fiction I can read so quickly but I have noticed I cannot do the same for non fiction. I   suppose when it comes to fiction it has to do with finding out what happens next whereas in non fiction I am busy taking down notes or trying to learn what the book is trying to convey. It is a rather slow process I must say nevertheless an enjoyable one.  I don't know how much of a review I will be able to write on The Second Sex, but in what I have read so far, it feels li...

 It has become like a ritual to write on the 4th of every month, I started this blog on the 4th of January,  the last two times I wrote was on Oct 4th and November 4th and here we are now, December 4th. I cannot believe that it is already December 4th. I think most of us are still stuck in March and have not exactly had as sense of how so much time has passed by, despite so much happening in these past few months. It sort of feels like we're living in Miss Havisham's house from Great Expectations, a novel by Charles Dickens. I always found it so peculiar how the time stopped in her home the moment her wedding was cancelled. I always thought it was rather an interesting way to put in a concept like that. It's like she lost all sense of time after that moment, everything stopped for her in that moment when she received that letter. It also shows her inability to move on from what has happened to her and so she tried to stop time from moving on and hence made the all the clock...