The voice within

 Hi Everyone, I hadn't written in a while and I thought maybe I should write something here today. Coco and I Last year in 2020, we faced the pandemic and survived. I couldn't keep any art exhibitions. Although we lived close to our relatives, we couldn't see each other. It got much scarier when our street was sealed. My only worry at that time was " If my parents and I pass away with covid, who will take care of Coco?". Yes, Coco is my wonderful pug who saved my life by coming in a box into our home on 01 September 2018. I had become very fragile or vulnerable after my divorce...broken to be exact. Coco made me feel like I should be alive and everything would be alright. Life hasn't been easy but definitely has been better than the past 10 years of my life. I might be known as a bubbly, vibrant, lively young woman since my college days but I'm kind of a boring, serious, and emotional person. I have army blood in my veins so I face challenges that life thr...

Sometimes, no matter how much we try to blend with the materialistic world, we do capitulate to feelings and emotions. After-all, we are humans and not machines. Reading and music is therapeutic at times. well, at-least for me, it is. It is peaceful.  I like to read short stories, vaudeville, fiction, fantasy and so on. I grew up counting the fan mails my mom would receive for each and every article/story/poem she wrote. I always read articles/blogs that my mom has written and somehow I like them so much that I keep reading them again and again.  Recently I came across a haiku and it was very meaningful. So much of thought has been put into it. It is called a slaking song . I also noticed that some writers keep writing about death a lot. Every story ends in death. Writing that she shot him, he shot her, she committed suicide, he fell off a tower, he/she had cancer and making others around you die, little do these people think about their own death, they never think about...