She is a thousand slivers of broken light. A shimmering illusion that I can’t catch. Love, I do, the mirage that is she, A dream I cling on to, a light I cannot yet see. At nights, the moon whispers to me, that somewhere…
A Mom, a Blogger, an Engineer. Identities that define me, only partly. For I am also a Maverick, I am also a believer in Magic and many Gods. I am a free spirit.
And I am a storyteller.
I weave stories, some creating pathos, some giving us hopes, some urging us to believe in dreams, some just making us happy.
Amidst those stories are also stories from my own life as I strive creating warmth for my tiny family in our small place under the sun.