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Tag: choice

Pia’s Wisdom. My Choice

Pia had one of her brightest moments last week. We were driving to the kindergarten in the morning and, as I was slowing down at the red lights, she said: Mummy, those boys and girls don’t know what we want.

Full Stops Are Bull

In the course of unfavourable events, a full stop is a solution required by a person who is unable to endure heartache. It only makes sense why there have been so many full stops in my relationships and endeavours so far. On one hand, I want to make the “right” decisions: be decent, non-interfering and […]

The Centre of the World

I have been overestimating the amount of time I have. We are born, we die. And though I’ve been approaching the simplicity and the marvel of the notion in my own pace since childhood, I still tend to get lost in distractions.

Winter’s Tale

What if, once upon a time, there were no stars in the sky at all?What if the stars are not what we think?What if the light from afar doesn’t come from the rays of distant suns……but from our wings as we turn into angels?

On Avoiding the Choice and the Change

It’s like they say: life begins when you get fired, miss your bus or haveĀ insomnia.

On the Right Thing

The narcissistic pleasure of doing the right thing. I don’t have much practice in that; would do what I wanted most of my life, not what was considered right.

On Doubt

Doubt is my middle name. I doubt at a grocery shop, picking apples over oranges. I hesitate on what to wear at work the next day (after I’ve doubted about the employment proposal, having initially said “no”). I feel mixed about lipstick colour, radically different perfume types, is it yoga or is it aerobics, do […]