Posted in Of Culturel

Of Gifts and Presents

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Gifts (Courtesy: Pixabay)

I had to buy a present for an upcoming wedding yesterday. I don’t particularly enjoy buying wedding presents for people, because they’re the least imaginative out there. Even when you get a little creative and thoughtful with them, your efforts go unnoticed in a sea of more obvious, less thoughtful presents.

There is nothing selfless about gift-giving. Continue reading “Of Gifts and Presents”

Posted in Of Musicals

Of Music and Dance

Today is World Music Day and International Yoga Day. Now, I don’t know if you’re up for yoga, so I thought we’d do some bhangra – Punjabi social dancing – today to combine music and movement. This track is from the Hindi film Kal Ho Naa Ho, and reworks Roy Orbison’s classic into an irresistible dance number. 

Posted in Of Psyche

Of The Comfort of Strangers

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An Opportunity (Courtesy: Pixabay)

Every stranger is an opportunity to redeem yourself. – Me, at various times in my blogging career.

I was going through singing apps today. Had some spare time after an insanely busy few weeks, and so I idled away with karaoke. Recorded a terrible rendition of “Inbetween Days” by The Cure, and not an altogether tragic version of “Wuthering Heights” by Kate Bush on the Smule app. But, I wasn’t as free and happy as on the other times I do karaoke. For I always sing by myself, for myself, because I am quite terrible at it, but this app was just too clever and social for me. I couldn’t sing with full abandon, because it kept recording my face and asking me to share my recording with the world. Why would I want to do that? Why would anybody want to do that? Continue reading “Of The Comfort of Strangers”

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Of A Birthday

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Birthday (Courtesy: Pixabay)

May is a special month for me – both my birth anniversary and my blog anniversary are this month, though about twenty days apart. And my attitude to either couldn’t be more different. Blog anniversary is to reflect – look back, plan ahead, acknowledge that for whatever reason, I keep writing these light, frivolous things and people keep coming back to read them. Birth anniversary is to hide under a chair. Continue reading “Of A Birthday”