Tag: memories

  • Bloganuary Day 10: An item that I was attached to, and its current status

    Bloganuary Day 10: An item that I was attached to, and its current status

    Today’s prompt takes me back to an earlier memory, that I had actually blogged about, two bloganuary’s back. I had a yellow toy car that I was quite fond of, and I remember bawling my lungs out when I lost it. Check it out for your reading pleasure: Well, in addition to that toy, I…

  • A Memory Linked to a Smell

    A Memory Linked to a Smell

    Do I have a memory that’s linked to a smell? Of course! And so many of them too! The one that really hits me is this particular smell of one of my wife’s perfumes. She used it while we were in Berlin in 2016. I forget the brand and the flavour, but I remember it being…

  • What fear have I conquered?

    What fear have I conquered?

    The brave man is not he who does not feel afraid, but he who conquers that fear. Nelson Mandela In an interesting prompt, Bloganuary asks me: “What fear have you conquered?“ I think I have a definitive answer to this one – that would be the fear of public speaking. For the longest time, I was…

  • On A Rainy Day

    The lovely little city of Thiruvananthapuram is used to rains. On that fateful Thursday morning in late October, the city saw a downpour, catching everyone by surprise. As a commuter in a crowded KSRTC bus, the rains caught me by surprise too – I was not prepared for it. I had embarked on an important…

  • The Earliest Memory I Have

    Take care of all your memories. For you cannot relive them. Bob Dylan Today, I was talking to a friend about bad memories from the past, about how traumatic past memories were. My friend shared a quote from J.R.R. Tolkien in relation to her point as well, which really struck me: I will not walk…

  • Life, living, expectations, and social media

    Life, living, expectations, and social media

    I saw this tweet the other day, and it left me thinking, because of the simple fact that I’ve been a victim of this EXACT situation. When I was 23, I felt that I had failed in life. My friends and loved ones seemed to agree. I had barely scraped through college. My bank balance…

  • My First Job: A Memory With A Watermark

    My First Job: A Memory With A Watermark

    Most of us have ghosts from the past. I have my own share of skeletons in the closet – memories I'd rather delete from my mind, than let them pop up at the most inopportune of times. One among them, is my first 'job' (if I can even call it a job that is). Thanks…