Date Range
Date Range
Date Range
Friday, September 9, 2016. The letter, laced by care and concern in every sentence, was an exhortation to the young girls to never be bothered about log kya kahenge.
Thursday, 16 June 2011. Two months short of a year of hiatus - too bad, I know! But then life is like that I guess. Sometimes it flows, as smooth as Dairy Milk Silk, and sometimes there are far too many roadblocks. But then, I came home! That is always a happy place to be, or so I thought! The syndrome that I spoke about in. Post had hit third degree by then - come on, it was almost six months since my course had finished, and here I was, doing NOTHING! So there I was, sitting comforta.
Write For My Blog! A ruin in progress. Disgruntled dusty brown on demand. Along The Reaches Of The Street. Looking out of the window. There RSS feed for dreamwidth is here.
Sunday, October 14, 2012.
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Penggemar buku, resensi, novel, sinopsis, fiksi, Menulis, Cerpen. Syarat Kirim Ke Media Massa. Tulisan Fiksi yang Baik itu Bagaimana, ya? Agustus 7, 2015. Beberapa pengunjung blog saya sering menanyakan, Tulisan fiksi yang baik itu yang bagaimana, ya? Jujur saja. Ini pertanyaan klise tetapi susah menjawabnya. Tidak semua penulis mempunyai buku yang masuk. Lantas bagaimana saya menjawabnya? Jika suatu ketika Anda masih berpikir, Novel ini sebenarnya maksudnya apa, sih? Membaca Tetapi Tidak Merasa Membaca.
Seorang anak muda kelahiran tahun 1995 yang pikirannya selalu terisi dua hal; tulisan dan makanan. Yang Terlepas dan yang Datang. Ibu, di luar dingin sekali. Angin yang berhembus menusuk diri. Mungkinkah Tuhan membuka jalan, ibu? Mei 7, 2015.
Some thoughts on healing, love, and acceptance. Standing at a comfortable distance from the land, you watch for the waves coming into shore and, with perfect timing, you crouch down and leap right as the wave pushes past. The strength and force of the water lifts you above where your feet can reach the bottom and then returns you back to the ground.
The day started with getting irritated with the kids, giving them a piece of my mind, making my youngest cry. Does it really matter anymore? To us, hubbs and me, it does. On FB, with her wish, a friend suggested that I write a short story about our union. One that is presumably open-ended.