Too much rasam

(Heyy it's my third blog It's autobiographical) It takes a single second to make your entire day. Imagine having four whole hours that kept on adding the joy.. Waking up at 5 am is an emotion. Try pairing it with some rejuvenating sambrani, A quick yoga session and a morning cold shower. (Ahhh ANTHASSS) Having friends kind enough to wake up at 5 am To help you drape saree is a blessing. And I finally managed to surprise kitty with saree, Such a revitalising dawn. An aesthetic Narayana temple near the beach We enjoyed the calm with just  the 6 am coffee in our system. More than praying, we spent time taking pictures playing around  Lord Vishnu's Matsya avathara was the deity. We chose this temple..(maybe this temple chose us) because we prioritized peace over the densely packed Murugan temples on the auspicious Thaipooyam. The pillars with inscriptions of slogas and the sun trying to peak through them just to watch us. I was a bit deflated cus we couldn't get flower offe...

I am many things,  but modest is not one of them Today, everyone is talented, Everyone is attractive,  Everyone is bold and busy. Maybe I'm not everyone. I need a support system  I am a weak little birdy with wet feathers until I get the buoying up I yearn for.. But once I receive it, I fly. I fly a notch higher than icarus Mine aren't out of wax. I had one with me, for me.. Never realised that she kept my fire alive Until she left. (I miss you ß.. and thank you  for being yourself) It was not like the altercations I had with friends  Or like the endless tirades from my family  It was like writing with silver silk pen while my  classmates wrote with the boring bold blue lexi<3 She made me believe in my actions  At times I felt like she knew me better than myself.. And she did. Now I'm all by myself trying to test my mettle.. So I can't afford to be modest. I should shout my genius at the top of my voice, To be atleast a faint echo in midst of t...

Five years ago I was pretty. But unattractive. Now, I can turn a serious number of heads I don't know the magnitude tho I don't know what about me is pretty or how beautiful I am or why I am attractive now I haven't had anyone observant enough to tell me that. On one side I am relieved that  I haven't been examined that close by anyone  on the other I'd still like to know.. Do you know the famous saying that goes "When words tail, flowers speak" ? The official quote for Cheap plastic buckets in Kerala. I had one too..cheap, un aesthetic..but pink. With disney princess stickers on it's sides (that's why I bought it) It did its job so no complaints... They made me feel that one is attractive  when they are given flowers. But when I think about it, My flower count till date is a dashing three.. Two of them, I forced my friends to get me And they where annoyed enough  To get me a single flower  when I expected a bouquet  Can't blame them.. they...