I know I tried it once.....but after that I went back to stock iPhone keyboard setting..... But today, after seeing a friend of mine use it, I wanted to try it again. It feels good so far and the swipe feels good too. Maybe I will pay around with this for a bit and then... Continue Reading →
It was just another Saturday afternoon and I was busy getting my errands sorted. All was supposed to be nice and dandy until couple of things crept up. One was the "check engine" light in Avril which shouldn't have come up because she got her new air sensor and she was all dolled up to... Continue Reading →
I want to get out there. The soul is longing, I can feel it. It is like an irresistible itch, the feeling of feeling free, feeling the wind on your face and having the motorcycle do her thing. I guess the adventures with Irene are just about starting. Birdie stirred me as well, but not... Continue Reading →
As Coldplay would sing it, When the tears come streaming down your face 'Cause you lose something you can't replace When you love someone but it goes to waste What could it be worse? When you feel like a million bucks, but you know deep inside that it ain't what you're looking for. Back in... Continue Reading →
Doesn't it feel lovely to ride, to create memories, to write them down and treasure them.
What an interesting event! It was like having awesome dessert while the starters and the main course of a meal sucked. But, amidst all that, I had one of the best weekends of my life. Got to see #Thaikkudambridge play, made so many new friends, saw stars at midnight, had dinners for 3 hours starting... Continue Reading →
How do you feel and be numb at the same time ?
It always brings back memories and these memories always help understand your roots and how God has shaped your life one step to another. Such was my experience this time. The family name of my maternal grandfather and from where starts my journey of life and memories. My visits to this "tharavadu" or family house... Continue Reading →
Where do I start? Do I write about Irene who was an absolute babe all through the 4000 odd kms she and I shared, do I write about how the northern part of this country felt as Indro and I ripped through the roads, or should I talk about how partying in a desert felt?... Continue Reading →