Why Do I Write ?

I write because there's this steady stream of thought that runs through my mind. I can't seem to make it stop, and it swells and ebbs at different times. Of this I have very little control. I write so I can try to make sense of it as I piece it together. Some are fragmented, some are entire symphonies.  I write so that I can somehow make these thoughts more real; own them more fully, as mine.

Who do I think reads this ? I don't know. And while in the early days I did, I now don't care. I know I read it. And so does Alisha, now and then. I have cautioned her that some of it is inappropriate, but I know she reads some of it anyway. Perhaps someday both of them will read and understand a lot of what I write here. There is wisdom to be had, this much I am certain. In an odd way, and pathetic as it may sound - this is a part of my legacy.

[   11 pm 11th Aug 2011  ]

Art by Armaan

Baked Treats

One of the treats baked by Deepa during her Birthday weekend celebrations.
A Swiss roll topped with fresh whipped cream ! Yummy.

ROCK CLIMBING & RAPPELLING

Climbed up a 60-70 ft rocky structure and then rappelled down from there.
[ 10-Jul-2011 ]

 

Deepa's Birthday

She wanted to do something different this year, so we started a day earlier. The morning with an early session of rock climbing and rapelling, followed by a trip to a historical Jain temple about 45 km away. Exciting and good fun !