Stoner much? – Part 2

Where were we? Mom found grass in my cupboard? Yes.  Well, things took a turn for the better after that. My college exams were done, and the Colonel had been needing a vacation for a bit. Travelling runs in my family now, considering the profession and all.  Anyway, we went to a resort in Coorg;... Continue Reading →

Stoner much? – Part 1

The Colonel used to smoke up, however he is under the impression that cannabis doesn't suit him. His daughter on the other hand, me, is a stoner. A series of events led to quite a change in the way I viewed my father.  My mother is a hypochondriac and a control freak who won't accept... Continue Reading →

Just musing…

Everyday I sit and wonder, how do I want this blog to be, how do I want the narrative to flow, what do I even want to write about, and so on and so forth.  In the end, I realised, I want this to be about my relationship with my father, and how it affects... Continue Reading →

Kashmir main…tu Kanyakumari…

In the recent past I managed to get fractures in my spine. How? I fell off a horse. It was a minor fracture, one that causes more pain than anything else. However, the reason I brought this up was because I was supposed to be on three weeks of bed rest. The dear Colonel, even... Continue Reading →

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