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Write down the first words that comes to mind when we say . . . home. . . soil. . . rain. Use those words in the title of your post.  I love the smell of damp earth when it rains. It reminds me of a rainy afternoon I spent in an apartment we used to stay in in India. I vaguely remember a stone balcony leading off from my parents’ bedroom…. Read More

Vanilla, chocolate, or something else entirely? She borders between the new and the comfortable. Rain falls all around her. She clutches each parent’s hand in each of her little hands as they walk. They shelter her with both their umbrellas, but once in a while, a raindrop patters on the hood of her red jacket. But she is too preoccupied to notice; she has a difficult decision to make. They reach the… Read More

Helplessness: that dull, sick feeling of not being the one at the reins. When did you last feel like that –- and what did you do about it?  As a student in the International Baccalaureate programme, I often find myself feeling helpless at the numerous approaching tasks, assessments and challenges. I try not to look too far ahead, instead concentrating on what’s coming right ahead. Usually, that’s my solution to reduce the… Read More

Ellie's Letter

thoughts and aspirations

KAIRA THE BOOK GODDESS

a reader in a rough

Echo Edition

personal blog, musings, and ideas

Readingat3am

Books, reviews and discussion

a rambling collective

Possibilities of connections and a sense of belonging.