This Is My Blog.

Writer. Reader. Artist. Dreamer.

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A misty bike ride down lakeshore trail

Some time ago I was visiting one of my friends who lives in Uptown, which is quite a ways from me. Now typically, the way that I get to Uptown is via bus or – when I’m feeling particularly pressed for time – an uber. This night was unseasonably warm and I had just landed back in the city after being home for a few weeks. I decided that, to celebrate being back in the city and the weather, I…

A misty bike ride down lakeshore trail

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Bleeding heart

As a writer, I was born with a special ability to feel too much. When I watch a sunrise I feel the rays beaming straight into my bones, lighting up and dusting off all the places that had gone dark in the night. The first light of the day ahead, time unpaved and uncharted – I feel born again. This has given me the tremendous gift of a life filled with a depth that couldn’t be contained even in a…

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Ragamala Chicago 2022

In light of this year’s Ragamala coming up, I wanted to talk about my experience last year. The Ragamala is an all-night celebration of Indian classical music, including both Carnatic and Hindustani styles. It is one of the rare opportunities for listeners to hear the ragas as they were meant to be heard – at specific times during the day. Last year was my first year going (also one of the first…

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Remembering What You Forgot

When you’re young, there is something special about the way you experience the world. This is because when you’re young, every feeling is new. The first time you feel joy, at the sweetness of an ice cream on your tongue or seeing a smile grace your mother’s weary face, the magnitude of the emotion feels like it could end you. It is the first time you have ever felt happy, and thus the happiest…

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A stormy walk along the lake

I went out for a walk on the lake today and it was a stormy, cloudy, half-rainy, half-snowy, absolutely gray day. It had been some time since I had been out on lakeshore trail, these days with how busy I am I rarely get time to go out and walk. On top of that, my ankle sprains have kept me from running this entire fall and winter season, severing that consistent relationship I typically have with…

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Primavera (detail), Sandro Botticelli, tempera on panel, late 1470s or early 1480s.

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On Grief

Today I watched the new Black Panther movie, Black Panther: Wakanda Forever. This movie focused on Shuri after the death of her brother T’Challa and her changing role in her society with a new threat that faces them. Throughout the movie (not to give any spoilers) she faces further loss and greater challenges to her worldview. At the end of the movie, through parallel montages and connections…

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His lips are pink against a face that beams with sunlight

His lips are pink against a face that beams with sunlight

With eyes dark as the ocean at night I am just a wave floating along, pulled towards him without a say Him I do not know, when they all ask, I cannot tell I do not know his face, nor do I know his smile Every last piece of my body pulls me towards him,  to the waves beyond which he stands His voice is raw sugar cane I want to hold in my mouth Feel the sweetness ‘round my teeth He is…

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i ache so deeply i fear i will shatter, until all that is left of me are the parts that love you.

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Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone (2001) dir. Chris Columbus

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An aerial photo of Luxor Temple, Egypt.

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I just made something unexpected Something sharp, something new It’s not symmetrical or perfect But it’s beautiful and it’s mine

ENCANTO (2021)

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Tiles in Lisbon: 16th to 20th centuries

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