Do you remember when I wanted to be an artist?

It’s cold on the rooftop. They’re not meant to be there in the middle of winter. You know how those New York winters are, right? Well, I don’t. I’ve never been there. But they voice their displeasure, and you believe them when they say that New York winters are mean. So mean that standing on … Continue reading Do you remember when I wanted to be an artist?

Noise.

Source Whenever I would open my bedroom window, I would always be in awe. Living next to a much-beloved temple has always been a different experience altogether. The din of the throng would be jarring to me, because of how consistent it was. No matter when you went to the temple, the noise would be … Continue reading Noise.

I’ve been robbed and my robber is the COVID-19 pandemic.

https://unsplash.com/photos/mTagRFfh3MM I’ve been robbed and my robber is the COVID-19 pandemic. What sucks more is that I’m not the only one! The whole world has been robbed right along with me. Unfunnily enough, because of this small fact, my usual response of cribbing and complaining about it, groaning and moaning about it, grumbling and whining … Continue reading I’ve been robbed and my robber is the COVID-19 pandemic.