Tryst with biryani

I should be hiding away. That’s what my instincts are screaming. Instead, here I am, baring my soul out to the world that does not even care.

Anyway, I’m going to say it. Coming out now.





Yes. I am. And I know I’ve said this before but this time, I’ve truly enjoyed the food more than the company and connected with the food on an emotional level that had me almost weeping with relief. Maybe it was PMS (I’m having it real bad since the last few months) but I almost died when my food came home.

Last Sunday, we had ordered Fiery Chicken Wings and some kebab types for evening snack and dinner from Hotel Empire because there was an RCB match, I think. I loved it so much that I wanted it again the next day.

But, family rules. Vegetarian Mondays, Tuesdays and Saturdays. Wednesday i went with Amma to Mysore and it was quite the trip. More on that soon. (I hope!) So I couldn’t eat then because I had no company and I only came back on Saturday. Sunday, I finally, FINALLY got to order food. I was having a really moody day (like for the past few weeks) so Akka let me order food. When she had that food from Empire, she couldn’t handle so much spice so she ended up upsetting her stomach. So, that restaurant was ruled out. There was a safe option, Biryani Mane, and since Akka enjoys biryani more than I do, I ordered it.

And of course our package had to get lost. It took us an extra hour for the food to come because it was replaced. After spending all my phone currency and waiting till 4, our food finally came. It was so heavenly that my mouth waters just at the thought of it.

I’ve always had a love-hate relationship with biryani. I like the Grilled Chicken Biryani at Hotel Empire and the normal Chicken Biryani at Nandhini Deluxe and the Bamboo Biryani at Rustic Stove. Others don’t have the slight taste of masala. They are usually overloaded with masala so much so that it blocks out all other senses. I don’t like that. I’ve never actually liked any homemade biryani because of this reason. But the biryani at Biryani Mane is just heavenly. The rice is perfect, the chicken is perfect and for the first time, I’ve had it with the curd salad (raitha, pachiDi, mosaru bajji, take your pick) under the influence of Akka and I just died with the foodgasm in my mouth. I took three small helpings for myself, surprising Akka. I couldn’t care how much I was eating. I knew I just had to eat.

For some reason, I’d never liked eating biryani with curd so much. I’d always eaten it with the gravy of the accompanied side dish (I always needed one) and what we’d ordered was a dry dish. No gravy. There was extra gravy in the parcel but I just decided to eat with the curd. Best. Decision. Ever.

The previous hour, I was so hungry that I was almost about to commit a murder. I went to the fish shop nearby (a shop where they sell fish dishes and fresh, raw fish; the shop is built in the shape of a fish) and got myself Anjal fish. It has two pieces and he’d deep fried it. It didn’t take me long to finish it. I was so satisfied when I’d finished it. All that was left was to wait for the biryani.

I was afraid that my appetite would be ruined if I had the fish but no such thing happened. I ate more than I normally would because it was just so good.

No pictures, unfortunately because I was too busy eating.



The calming office

Attempting Bryn Donovan’s 100 Prompts to write about yourself, again, because I can’t seem to sit and write a nice blog post about anything because at this point, everything seems worthless. This is prompt number 47, picked at random.

 Describe an experience at a doctor’s office, dentist’s or at the hospital.

Touch wood, I’ve been very lucky health-wise. Apart from this one time when I was barely a year old and suffered with fever so high that I needed to be hospitalized, I was never in the hospital. I don’t worry about my health too much because if you don’t have a terminal illness, I don’t think it’s worth fretting about. Every time anybody in the family has a slight ailment, or a little health issue, like cold, or a rash or something, we went our Homeopath in Ashoka Pillar, in Jayanagar. It was always a delight to go to the doctor here because his house/office was a very calming place to be.

Outside is a small garden and a swing set. There are potted plants all around house, on the widow sills. There is also a small cement pond, in a very curly shape that still fascinates me. Inside the waiting room, it is all red oxide floors that seem to remain cool and neutral no matter what the weather was outside. It could be snowing out there and the inside would still be cozy enough to walk without socks and slippers on.

The waiting room is part of the main office that’s been divided by those floor-to-ceiling plastic walls that are also quite sound-proof. The chairs in the waiting room are wood or cane with ancient pillows that are rock hard but not uncomfortable because you’re never seated for so long. Inside the doctor’s office, it feels like you’ve been transported to the 50’s. There’s a large, dark brown, solid wooden desk that feels so ancient because you can feel its power. You can feel how old and strong and powerful that desk is. It feels stable and reassuring and steady, like the person you trust most with your life. Pair that with a high-backed, equally strong and dark wooden chair, I bet there’s no other dynamic duo.

The walls are bare and pale green. Behind the chair, high up, is a poster, from a calendar, maybe, from 1996, of a bronze Buddha. Like the chair and the desk, it also feels powerful but equally calming. God knows how long I’ve stared at that face. There’s a usual cupboard and a couple of plastic chairs for the patients and a weighing machine. We’ve never met another weighing machine as accurate and trusted as this one. Even if we had previously only checked our weight a few days ago, there’s something reassuring about that weighing machine.

Our doctor himself looks ancient. We’ve been going to him since I was born, and he’s only gotten skinnier and more haggard looking and paler. His stutter has definitely improved. When he asks questions, he never passes judgement. Some doctors are too judgy. When you say you’ve eaten this-and-this, they look at you like, Why? Don’t you know how dangerous that is for your health? You’ll not live long if you keep eating like this. But he never looks like that. He just asks more questions and then he disappears to another room, and gets us medicine. The medicine is usually white and sweet. They don’t taste like medicine and because we say “the quality of his hands are great”, our illnesses don’t come back for a year. When I had severe cough, thanks to allergy and small dust particles about 3 years ago, he gave me medicine that had me up and going in less than a week. My strength came back and I felt like myself again. Or before that, when I was in 6th standard and had sever acne all over my face and back thanks to puberty, his medicine drove it away and I’ve not had it since.

I wonder if he gives medicine for mental health issues. Because I’m sure he’ll help a lot of people with his calming office itself.


Summer has fully set in here in Bengaluru, and with Summer comes along the Hindu New Year, just after my birthday. They are usually a week apart, but this year, it’s right the next day. I’m anxious. New Year, brand new start, right? What do i have to be anxious about?

After years of observation and reflection, I have a theory which does not hold good every year, but when it does, I am scared out of my mind. Every year, around the time of my birthday, something bad happens. It wasn’t a very obvious pattern until I noticed it.

I think it starts with my birth. After I was born, my parents left Mysore to live in Bengaluru. Pappa’s father and step-mother decided to live with us in Mysore. it wouldn’t have been a problem if it was just my grandfather. He was a quiet man and he liked Amma. His wife, on the other hand, is the perfect description of “evil step-mother”. So they fled. And things took a huge hit for my family.

Since then, we’d been working hard to live well. Then, the second biggest thing happened when I was in 9th standard. Around the same time, Pappa lost his job in a really good company run by his friends. There were other things that were happening around us and that was another huge blow. We’re pretty all right now, but since then, I’ve asked Pappa once about why this is happening. I also asked him if this is all because of me.

See, everyone has their own share of (bad) karma to endure in this life. This is ours.” He had said. Which wasn’t very convincing.

I have a lot at stake this year. My family doesn’t, but I do. And I’m waiting. I’m waiting to see if my birth was a mistake. I’m waiting to see if I’m worth all the trouble. I’m waiting to see if my family gets better of I’m not physically near them. I’m waiting to see if this is my hands to make things happen.


New Theme!

For some reason, I decided to check out a blog that I used to follow (way back when I began blogging; I’d unfollowed because it had gotten annoying) and I saw that they had the same theme as mine!

Now, I know it shouldn’t be that big of a deal, and if it was a blog by a stranger, I wouldn’t have minded. But this was a little too much for me to handle. So I decided to change it.

Changing themes always takes me more than 3 hours, from selection till customization until I’m satisfied with it. This time, for some reason, it took me nearly 3 days to figure out what I wanted. I finally chose Affinity, which was actually an announcement theme, but oh well. I suited my blog and I feel liked I’ve matured. Like, even though I’m still a happy, cheery person, my thoughts have matured.

My best friend Prince, very kindly let me use some of his pictures of flowers. I had shortlisted 6 of them, but I love them all so much that I decided I will change them now and then.

Not much else, unfortunately. Not feeling like it. Will come back with some posts soon.

Marry Me or not?

AKA, “Mis(understanding and communication)“; or “Ruthless-but-kind Woman and Egotistic Man may Get Married. Or Not“; maybe even “The Impatient People!

And no, I say those alternative titles out of pure love.

Watching this was a very different experience because I didn’t watch it alone and it was my first Taiwanese drama. I watched it with Akka and I think that’s why I am able to articulate my thoughts well.

A few days after watching the first episode in solitary bliss, I sat in the living room with my earphones on, while the rest of my family watched TV. A little through second episode, Akka kept glancing at what I was watching and I occasionally explained her the story of what was happening. After half of the second episode, she pulled up small stool next to me and watched it with me. Since that night, we’ve watched one episode per night (because she comes really late at night) and at the early hours of 2 o’clock on Sunday morning, we finished watching it, with her crying silently and me smiling so widely that my cheeks hurt a bit.

The story is about a woman, Cai “Huan Huan” Zhen, who loves love and believes very strongly in it and a man, Hao Meng, who is a divorce lawyer. “Huan Huan” is a rival to Hao Sheng Nan, and things are very much up and down in this whole story. I can’t say anything more because spoilers! But, it was really cute all through, hot at times, drool-worthy when we see Hao Meng, and hands-in-hair frustrated during most of the last few episodes. It has laughs all through and it’s just really fun.

During those frustrating periods where nobody is saying the right thing even when everybody is thinking it, Akka and I would just look at each other and go, “Shall I hit him?” “Shall I hit her?” “I will HIT her!”


THe story was damn hilarious. From the start, Hao Meng and Huan Huan’s rapport and chemistry is on spot. Their hot and sexy scenes are adorable. Huan Huan is such a gorgeous woman and best suited for Hao Meng, who is equally gorgeous. Even though I understood why Huan Huan left him in the end (before coming back and accepting his proposal) I didn’t like it. It was just SO FRUSTRATING. I wanted to shake some sense into her head.

The overall story is really nice. We see layers beneath layers that were being unveiled, which is why they always had a surprise element in their hands. I did, however, feel that they slowed things down by repeating scenes like in any typical Indian mega-serial. That bit was a little annoying.

I loved all the characters, (excluding Hao Meng’s mother) and my most favourite were Huan Huan’s mother and Hao Meng, of course. Huan Huan’s mother is “Master Yu-E” who is like an astrologer, and is one of the main rivals for Hao Men’gs business, because she always brought together divorcing couples. She is funny, and weird and just amazing.

Hao Meng became a lawyer to become the superhero the world wanted: to fight against the evils of the environment. He was initially an Environmental lawyer, and after a heavy loss which left him in huge debt, he gave it up and became a divorce lawyer. For me, I loved his backstory because I could connect with it so well. He is such a dork but such a hot dork.

Hao Meng’s and Huah Huan’s trip to Busan had some of the best, “goals”  scenes ever.

I loved his and his sister, Sheng Nan’s duo. They sneak around like a couple of detectives trying to solve a mystery and those two are just amazing.

It’s a solid 8/10 for me.

Oh My Venus

AKA “Daegu Venus becomes His Venus“; “Positivity Venus!

I’ve run of things to describe it in its alternative titles. I’ll head straight to what I think of this drama.

Kang Joo-Eun is presently a lawyer. She used to be “Daegu Venus” – “High School Venus” when she was, well, in High School. She was very pretty and beautiful and when she climbed on the bus, all the boys used to play a famous song, while all the other girls watch her in envy. When she appeared on the screen first, I thought, huh. She’s pretty average looking. But NOPE. Such wrong thoughts of me and judging actresses based on their appearances. Shame on me.

Fast-forward 15 years later, where she is not “Daegu Venus” anymore. She is overweight, stressed, insomniac, and many other ailments that she never even knew she had. And when her boyfriend of 15 years breaks up with her on the night she thought he was going to propose to her, everything went downhill. She decides to become healthy and show her ex-boyfriend what he’s missing out and that’s when our hero, Kim Young-Ho comes in.

Kim Young-Ho is a personal trainer, very famously and anonymously known as John Kim in Hollywood. He had a tragic and traumatic past, but that only makes his resolve to remain healthy stronger. After a hilarious chance meeting of these two, she asks him to  be her trainer. He reluctantly agrees, and him and his team, consisting of the wrestler Joon-Sung (Korean Snake) and his trainer, Ji-Woong work hard to train her everyday, and in the process, they become really close. They end up becoming like family. And, of course, Young-Ho and Joo Eun fall in love and their love has So. Many. Obstacles. That I just want to take them away and keep them on some strange planet so that they live happily ever after. I swear.

I can’t say how much I love this show, because I love it SO much. It is hilarious and dramatic, sexy and sensual, silly and serious, all while giving out positive vibes and being an overall inspiration.

Let’s talk about the characters.


Kang Joo-Eun herself is amazing. Her motto is “Kang Joo-Eun can do anything, once she sets her mind to it.” And it totally works because all through her training, she’s never once lost hope or tried giving up. She just did it. And to top it off, the actress, Shin Min-Ah, is just fabulous. She’s such a perfect cast for the character that I cannot see her as any other character. She’s the kind of person who does things with great concentration and devotes all her time to it. When she loves, she loves hard. When she works, she works hard. I’m so glad she got the happy ending that she totally deserved.

Kim Young-Ho, played by So Ji-Soeb is the first character, or Asian actor that my sister said looked “masculine”. He is undoubtedly hot, and has quickly become one of my favourite Korean actors of all time. The rich boy look suits him, and he’s just plain hard-core. Like Joo-Eun, he also loves hard. As a child, he’s been the hospital longer than anywhere else and his resolve to become a healthier and stay that way only strengthens because of his love for Joo-Eun and her faith in him getting better is just heart-breaking. Those two episodes of epic drama in the story just kills you.

My favourite, however, is Ji-Woong. Ji-Woong is half-American, half-Korean, and he addresses Joo-Eun as “Ma’am” in the beginning and he is just. SO. DAMN. ADORABLE. He was always so enthusiastic and so happy. He was the first person to become really close to Joo-Eun and their relationship is just too cute for life. He is basically like a very talented, American-accented puppy. I love him so much.

The story has several layers and as each layer is peeled back and unravelled, the story makes that much more sense. It’s not quite simple, not quite complicated, either. It’s sweet and honest and funny. And inspirational.

If I had to recommend a K-drama to save my life, this would be it. You have to watch it. I’m so glad my bae Parvathi recommended this to me so strongly. I love her.


Mulan 2

This is what disappointment looks like.

I thought Anastasia was a disappointment because the whole premise of the story was so nice but somehow it was just ruined. The same with Mulan 2. Watching this made me feel that they should never had made this film in the first place.

So, at the end of Mulan, after her saving China and her grandmother asking General Li Shang if he wanted to stay forever, you would expect something epic out of its successor. But the only epic thing that happened was its failure. I’m sure if I had watched Mulan way back when I was a child, I’d have wanted to know more about Mulan and Shang (or Li, whichever). I think the Disney creators kept this in mind and wove a weak af story and their hand just accidentally slipped up on too much romance. I’m not kidding. Mulan’s 3 friends from the army find their match and who are those three girls? The three Princesses who were getting married off to a kingdom close by so that China will not be annihilated. This is top secret and the Emperor trusts Mulan and Shang to do the job well.

And they would’ve done the job well if it wasn’t for that stupid trouble maker Mushu. Mushu is currently her guardian and if she married Shang, the gods on his side will become her guardians, which leaves Mushu with his most hated job. He couldn’t take that so he stirred up trouble between Mulan and Shang that ultimately resulted in Shang’s death. I swear. So dramatic, that guy is.

Then Mushu feels bad and the three Princesses have fallen in love with thos three “army men” and now she can’t ask them to get married to the princes of the other kingdom, so she offers the king herself as a bride. Hurrah, go Mulan.

But wait. Shang comes up alive and saves her from getting married to some other kingdom. He says some cheesy stuff (cringe, cringe) and they live happily ever after.

Please don’t watch it.

Here’s an update:

  1. Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs
  2. Pinocchio
  3. Fantasia
  4. Dumbo
  5. Bambi
  6. Saludos Amigos
  7. Victory Through Air Power
  8. The Three Caballeros
  9. Make Mine Music
  10. Song of the South
  11. Fun and Fancy Free
  12. Melody Time
  13. The Adventures of Ichabod and Mr. Toad
  14. Cinderella
  15. Alice in Wonderland
  16. Peter Pan
  17. Lady and the Tramp
  18. Sleeping Beauty
  19. One Hundred and One Dalmatians
  20. The Sword in the Stone
  21. The Jungle Book
  22. The Aristocats
  23. Robin Hood
  24. The Many Adventures of Winnie the Pooh
  25. The Rescuers
  26. The Fox and the Hound
  27. The Black Cauldron
  28. The Great Mouse Detective
  29. Who Framed Roger Rabbit?
  30. Oliver and Company
  31. The Little Mermaid
  32. DuckTales the Movie
  33. The Rescuers Down Under
  34. Beauty and the Beast
  35. Aladdin
  36. The Nightmare Before Christmas
  37. The Lion King
  38. A Goofy Movie
  39. Pocahontas
  40. Toy Story
  41. James and the Giant Peach
  42. The Hunchback of Notre Dame
  43. Hercules
  44. Mulan
  45. A Bug’s Life
  46. Doug’s 1st Movie
  47. Tarzan
  48. Toy Story 2
  49. Fantasia 2000
  50. The Tigger Movie
  51. Dinosaur
  52. The Emperor’s New Groove
  53. Recess: School’s Out
  54. Atlantis: The Lost Empire
  55. Monsters, Inc.
  56. Return to Neverland
  57. Lilo and Stitch
  58. Spirited Away
  59. Treasure Planet
  60. The Jungle Book 2
  61. Piglet’s Big Movie
  62. Finding Nemo
  63. Brother Bear
  64. Teacher’s Pet
  65. Home on the Range
  66. The Incredibles
  67. Pooh’s Heffalump Movie
  68. Howl’s moving Castle
  69. Valiant
  70. Chicken Little
  71. Bambi II
  72. The Wild
  73. Cars
  74. Meet the Robinsons
  75. Ratatouille
  76. WALL-E
  77. Tinker Bell
  78. Roadside Romeo
  79. Bolt
  80. Up
  81. Ponyo
  82. Tinker Bell and the Lost Treasure
  83. A Christmas Carol
  84. The Princess and the Frog
  85. Toy Story 3
  86. Tales from Earthsea
  87. Tangled
  88. Gnomeo and Juliet
  89. Mars Needs Moms
  90. Cars 2
  91. Winnie the Pooh
  92. The Secret World of Arietty
  93. Arjun: the Warrior Prince
  94. Brave
  95. Secret of the Wings
  96. Frankenweenie
  97. Wreck-It Ralph
  98. Monsters University
  99. Planes
  100. Frozen
  101. The Pirate Fairy
  102. The Wind Rises
  103. Planes: Fire and Rescue
  104. Big Hero 6
  105. Strange Magic
  106. Tinker Bell and the Legend of the Neverbeast
  107. Inside Out 
  108. The Good Dinosaur
  109. Zootopia
  110. Finding Dory
  111. Moana
  112. Cars 3
  113. Coco

Huh. What do you know. Mulan 2 isn’t even a theatrical release!

49 films out of 113. This is bad. I have a lot to catch up on.

Splash Splash LOVE!

Splash Splash LOVE is a Korean drama, with only 2 episodes!

Before this, I’d watched a series of shows, three shows, all romantic comedy, but with a touch of fantasy, known as Three Colour Fantasy. Each show is 6 episodes long, and each episode is half an hour long, only. So for three solid nights, I watched them, one show a day, because they were really hard to stop watching. More on that later.

Splash Splash LOVE is, like most K-drama that I prefer, a simple story of love. But this “simple” story of love takes place in the Joseon era in Korea. A really long time ago. And our main heroine has to take up her SATs, a really important exam in changing the course of your life. And she’s scared. Who isn’t, right? It’s the one exam that can make or break your life.

So on the day of the exam, she is sopping wet as she arrives to her school. But she couldn’t take the tension so she runs away to a park near by. It’s raining this whole time, and she looks into a puddle and sees some people there. Hm, what could it be?

She steps through it, and off she goes to the Joseon era, emerging from the well in the middle of the palace, where an execution is going on and she, when she should’ve been quiet, interfered. All hell breaks loose and things take on a totally unexpected turn.

She ends up tutoring the king in modern Mathematics, all under the guise of her being a man. But the clever king knows that she isn’t a he. He says, “I’ve hugged you a few times. Do you think I won’t know?”

I love this one because it is totally funny and a really good story within such a short span of time. And also totally relatable in parts where she needs to take her SATs. I loved the main actress because she isn’t your typical, oh-so-pretty-and-tall types. She is short and funny  and has great acting skills.

It was a fun watch!


Black Coffee

I’ve always wondered why and how people drank black coffee. Normal, filter coffee with no sugar itself is unbearable to drink, and on top of that, how would people drink pure black coffee?!

I was at IIHS (Indian Institute for Human Settlements) today for this three-day writing workshop called City Scripts, and after I’d had lunch (a box of yummy carrot sandwiches that I finally got to eat all by myself!) I decided to have coffee because I hadn’t had it all day. I took a mug, and filled it about 1/4th under the mug, and looked around for milk.

I looked for five minutes, but with no luck. I finally noticed that the tap next to the hot water tap was labelled hot milk. Phew. I placed my mug under the tap and twisted it.

Nothing. Not one drop of milk and the only evidence that there was even milk in it before was the fact that the plate below the tap had remnants of milk, forming stains, slowly. I didn’t want to throw away that beautiful, fresh dicoction, and I didn’t know if i could drink it by myself. I remember once Pappa telling me that we South Indians have to mix some hot water with the dicoction to drink it because it’s way too strong. I just added two spoons of sugar, and took a sip.

At first, my thought was, “Why is it sour?”

I expected it to be bitter, and it was, a little bit, like a background taste, but it was more sweet and sour. I kept taking larger sips each time and I’d soon finished it. There was little sugar left at the bottom, so totally not guilty for wasting anything.

I’m back!

I am back after my deliberate, 2-week hiatus.

I was actually thinking of skipping today and starting fresh from Monday, but then I stood outside our balcony, the summer breeze making its way to us, stirring up all the dried leaves off the ground, the clear sky which was this perfect shade of ultramarine blue that I loved, and I thought to myself, “Why push? Just do it!”

When I decided to take a break, I thought I’ll spend the whole time moping about how I am itching to write and blog and tell you all what was happening (nothing was happening) but I didn’t feel it. I was just calm and quite honestly, blogging had become a little stressful. I’m glad that I took this break because I can now clearly see (or so I think) that even if I stop blogging, no one would miss it. And that’s okay. But I would. I would miss blogging and connecting with the people all over the world and reading fascinating stories that would bring a smile on my face and think, “Wow. This is so amazing.” I would miss this learning process. After all, isn’t that what life is all about?

A lot of things did happen while I was away. I got shortlisted for an interview for the University that I applied for and the interview date is on the 28th. I’ll be going to Mumbai for the interview and I’m so pumped because it’s the first time I’ll be going there! I will definitely put up a post of the travels. Wish me luck for my interview!

I’ve been paining a bit. I’ve been Bullet Journalling a LOT. You can see the pictures on my Instagram feed on the right. I’ts been a sort of a healing process because even though I don’t know where I stand with my art —  media, theme, subject, anything— I like it here because of the uncertainty. That means my options are endless.

I’ve gotten back to writing letters to people again. I sort of had this block; I don’t know what to term it, but I did not feel like writing to anybody, make postcards or even write Postcrossing cards. I felt… weird. Was I bored? Not at all, no. I think I’d drained out all my energy for that particular part of my life.

I’ve been watching a lot of K-drama. A. LOT. In my two weeks hiatus alone, I’ve watched 2 K-drama. Which is quite a number for me because I cannot commit to the shows all that much. But I’ve loved them. I began watching this Taiwanese drama today, so hopefully, I’ll take it slow and watch one or two episodes a day because otherwise, I’ll have to take a hiatus on everything in life.

I began exercising! I’m using the Nike Training Club App that my friend Indu suggested and it’s only my 4th day of working out but I feel so much better. I’m not as sore as I was yesterday — I could barely sit or stand without grunting— and I’m glad because I have places to go tomorrow!

I —finally— submitted an essay for the Barbra Naidu essay competition that Meta always holds. For three years, I’ve been wanting to submit an essay and I’d decided that not matter what, I would submit an essay this year. The theme was “Friending/Unfriending” and honestly, there couldn’t have been a better topic for me to be motivated to write about. And even though I’d been planning on writing since the end of January, I only got around to finish it a day before the submission day. I guess deadlines motivate me more than the will to finish!

Meta this year went without a bang for me because I couldn’t attend it at all. I’m a little sad, but I guess it was meant to be.

I’m sad that I haven’t watched more than two films at home so far this year. I gotta get back in my film-watching zone and reading zone. My year in reading started off great but now I’m in a slump. But again, that’s okay. I’ve learnt that I’m allowed to be and it will help regain my love for reading and watching films.

I’m glad I took the break. But I’m ecstatic to be back.