Six cups

The child, searching for any scrap of uniqueness, for definitions in her confused search for identity in the world she had landed in — and who, as I’ve mentioned before, did not have much else going on — clutched the number seven proudly to her heart, as if losing it meant losing a vital fraction of the little that set her ever so slightly apart from ordinary.

Curtain Call after the Decade – Part I

‘At the beginning of the decade, a simple dream took its early form in me. Through the ten years, it has staunchly stood by me, becoming the single most important influencer of every decision I have taken. Thus, it rightfully takes the left most position on stage during this Curtain Call.’