I don't know if it's because I live in Indiana now or because Mr. Rafia is a fan of sports, the other night though I whispered to him (whispered because I'm sick and can't talk without coughing every 30 seconds), "I kinda enjoy basketball." I hesitated to even say it, but it was true. I… Continue reading What living in the Hoosier state has done to me
So, I usually don't do film reviews on this blog, because a) most of the films I watch are those artsy-fartsy indie films no one has ever heard of (BTW, has anyone seen Three Billboards Outside Ebbing, Missouri? I really wanna see it) and b) my film reviews aren't actual film reviews in that I… Continue reading Dangerous stereotypes couched under song and dance – a film review of “Padmaavat”
If you haven't already surmised, I hate being a "millennial." I think it's an unfair lumping that I had absolutely no choice over. The rest of my siblings are not part of this Generation Y, so why am I? Really, mom and dad! REALLY? I mean, because my best friend for pretty much all thirty… Continue reading I wish I were born just 10 years earlier!
Tonight is the last night I will sleep in the room I have been sleeping in for the past 10 months. Others live in their homes for years before they move. Some never move. Ten months is but a speck in the continuum that is life, but these 10 months have been significant for me.… Continue reading Moving On