It's Valentine's Day and love's in the air all around. So, personally wishing each and everyone one of my readers and followers a very Happy Valentine's Day! valentines-36443_640.png This Valentine's Day is special to me. Nope, not because I've found Mr. Right. No such luck, so far! But because I have found you. Yes, Dear Reader. YOU! The below poem is dedicated to each and every one of you.

“Time is an illusion.” ― Albert Einstein [caption id="attachment_5717" align="alignnone" width="720"] One of my favourite pics displaying my fascination of the freeze motion technique[/caption] This picture was taken last year, during a family trip to Kerala, and this was when I had also newly discovered the Freeze...

09:30 a.m. Alicia had just stepped out of her house into the unusually quiet street and wondered why there were no taxis to be seen. alicia As she looked around helplessly, a helpful passer-by informed her about the taxi strike. She glared at the creature who had dared to apprise her of reality as if he was personally responsible for her problems.

What is that one day you remember as being the most hectic and yet having had the most amazing time?
Never give up because that is just the place and time that the tide will turn. - Harriet Beecher Stowe
This past Sunday was one such day for me. I had been cooped up at home for past few days and was moping around at the lack of action in my life. With no job, no boyfriend, no friends close by, I was living what I call 'a boring existence'. My phone reminded me that I had 4 events to attend on Sunday. “Yeah… sure,” I muttered as bored and disinterested as ever and swiped left.

    Niranjan Shetty closed the file and put it aside. Leaning forward he said, “Preeti, it’s best for you to leave this to the experts. This is no time to think about all this. Let the management handle it. You focus on your tasks.” “Sir, if I am given this project I’ll be eligible for the promotion. I’ve been working in this department for 3 years. I know I will be able to pull this off. I am well qualified for this promotion and the pre-requisite is being able to carry out a new project,” urged Preeti. “No!” Niranjan bellowed. He leaned back, exposing his oversized belly and crossed his flabby arms across his chest.

Arjun looked around at the lush greenery, soaking in the early morning sun rays. It was good to be back home, he thought, as he jogged down the cemented path, which was flanked by shrubs and flower bushes.jogging path He had had to modify the exercise regime here. The neighborhood gym wasn’t anything like the one at his place in Melbourne and he hadn’t wanted to use the run down, badly maintained machines.