About four years ago, when the video of a baby boy sitting calmly inside an ambulance after a bomb blast in the capital of Syria went viral, I remember very clearly, I wept the entire night. I woke up and called my mother ( as I was in a different city back then ) and told her how lucky we are. How blessed we are … Continue reading What is humanity without hope and compassion?
Well these days I have been more of an observer than a participant. And it has led me to a series of little realizations that I will share in different posts. Num 1: Let’s talk about my recently acquired boyfriend jeans. Originally styled and named by Mango, these ones get their name from the loose tattered jeans that you would borrow from your boyfriend to … Continue reading Zero fucks given- A tale of my beloved boy-friend jeans.