get the city out of your hair.

love this ad. totally reminds me of khi.

 

when you say nothing at all.

(Title : Words from some famous song)

Sometimes the only escape from a pesistent thought is when you say it out loud, free it from the confines of your head and let it out to soar into the vastness of  life. Bliss.

 

“our souls remain hovering in places where we once enjoyed ourselves”- Kahlil Gibran

IVS 1996-2008

 

my sacred beach birthday day.

my all-time favourite bug sent especially for me on my birthday.

 

my sacred life sunday- date doesn’t matter

khi has a new hangout. happy april to you.

 

tango with me

I love writing. I love the swirl and swing of words as they tangle with human emotions. ~James Michener

 

my sacred life- day 25

What good is a calendar page if it’s not filled with birthdays, milestones, coffee plans, accomplishments, meetings, random bits of trivia, comments and illustrations?

 

my sacred life- day 19 or so

Not feeling inspired to re-look at things around me these days. I need something NEW.

 

my sacred life- day nine

I remember a perfect french pedicure a few months back. The right shade of pink. Water pink. The kind that makes nails look pink and fresh and sparkling. then it disappeared from the salon, that perfect pink. Yesterday I found it by chance. Am so happy.

 

my sacred life- day eight

The day started off with bad news again. (Please leave my country alone) and then the heavens rumbled and tumbled and cried. Plump drenchy clouds flitted across a clear blue sky. The dust lifted and after a long time, I saw rays. Maybe because today, I needed to see them.