a memoir of etchings and wanderings
Today was one of those days when I feel happy that I am the way I am. Sometimes it doesn’t feel all that stupid to do silly things just because my heart thinks its right. These times, I don’t listen to any other voices and just do what feels right at that moment. A quick cab ride away was a special birthday boy and for once, I didn’t think it … Continue reading “Stupid is good.” →
Yesterday was packed with a little more shopping, food and a set back by means of my laptop refusing to start up, and making revolting beeps at regular intervals. I am worried. However, to gether the happy bits, Ma and myself were dropped to Qurum (the shopping hub of the city) around the afternoon, by our kind neighbours; We began at Al Araimi Plaza, and walked through the entire area … Continue reading “Occurrences” →