Short & Sweet!
2:00pm on a Friday : I stifle a yawn as I stare at my to-do list on the table, clearly indicating my interest in those items. I try to shield my eyes from that bright yellow post-it pad and look at the distant sight outside the window. The cloud cover and tiny droplets on the panes… Continue reading A Friday Afternoon
Quoting my favourite, Nora Ephron, from one of her essays as a journalist : "I will tell you something else: they didn't drink wine back in the early fifties and sixties. Nobody knew about wine. I mean, someone did, obviously, but most people drank hard liquor all the way through dinner. Recently, I saw a movie in… Continue reading Perils of having a good memory