Half of 2020 has gone by and I think everyone would agree that it isn’t like anything we planned for when the year began. Since I’ve been social distancing for major part of the year because of the pandemic and global unrest which this year has seen, it’s easy to say there’s no point in planning because no one knows what to expect. This way of living however, I have realized leads to days which spill into each other, weeks and months which fly by without notice. When I look back, it makes me wonder what I did with all my time. Hence, I feel that there is value to live life intentionally even when there’s so much uncertainty around rather than just go with the flow. So here’s a list of intentions for the the first month of the second half of the year, July:Read More »
Starting a new series of posts here on this blog –
I haven’t been posting a lot recently. But I plan to change that soon. I have been rethinking the direction of this blog. When I started this blog last year I wanted to just post book reviews and travel stories. But, I also do a lot of things outside my day job which I wanted to write about. I didn’t know how to structure it and where to share all of this and what readers of this blog would make of this. When I named this blog – The Tiny Storyteller, I didn’t really know why I was naming it this except that I really liked the name. I have realized that everyone’s life is made of moments and when we share these moments with each other they become stories. After a lot of thought, I decided that instead of making separate posts for the stories in my life which aren’t about books, travel or write ups I’ll start a series of posts here called – Among Other Things. In this series I’ll share what I enjoyed in the past month and stories from my life. Here are the roundups for May. Hope you enjoy!Read More »
Sit with your demons
Reflect on why they haunt you
Offer them comfort
After all, they were created
from unhealed wounds
Whitey and Blacky were my furry siblings. Here’s a letter I wish I could have read to them.
Dear Whitey and Blacky,
I know you can’t read this. I wish I could have read this letter to you both and you definitely would have appreciated it. Just like you appreciated a lot many things. Never really could tell if you understood everything I told you. It’s been a few years since you both left us but the void you left in my heart is hard to fill. I miss you every single day.Read More »
pressed flat between pages
a leaf from last fall
why did I pick you?