She was sitting at her table by the window. Her books spread out in front. A pen in her hand for making notes. She’s working hard, trying to concentrate, but her mind just wouldn’t let her. She was back…
the messages kept coming and i couldn't look away, he wanted to tell me a story...…
A lilting soulful song falls on the ears The hands and feet start to change gears The body begins to sway and move with the song Within moments I find myself dancing along There is a connection between music…
And Ma Durga has come down to earth with her children again... here are some favourite stories about the children.…
reposting a lovely iraqi jewish recipe since it's jewish high holy days time and sukkoth is round the corner.…
on a monday morning, who knows what might happen.…
My first full 65 episode, and all Viki Rakuten comments included, Chinese drama and I was amazed at the creativity. Creativity in story telling and in the visuals. Was tempted to fast forward a bit when things got a…
Have you seen it, have you seen it anywhere go? It always would be with me, now it’s not anymore From dawn to dusk, within me, it would constantly flow The stream of words has gone, somewhere I don’t…
sarees, the word conjures an image of colours, bold and bright, swathes of rich fabric, motifs and intricate weave... but not all sarees are like that.…
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