Let’s swim?
“Write, I dare you,” roared the grim monster who had imprisoned me, popularly known as ‘The Writer’s Block’. It filled me with fright. So much, that the mere thought of combat did not occur to my brittle mind. In that misery, I came across the following: Don’t stop. Don’t wait until you have reached…
Veni, vidi, vici.
Shopping in Milan, scuba-diving in Croatia and most importantly — a bachelorette party! Aren’t these crazy, wild and giggly nights responsible for some of our best memories and for making the journey of Ms. to Mrs. thrilling? One day, I want to honestly say, ‘I made it’, and for those three tiny words, I had been working…
