The Alluring Anecdotes

Lost are the times when the only thing we cared about was to finish the school homework. The real fights ended at winning the TV remote. Sibling rivalry of proving their favorite tv show was considered the greatest achievement. The infinite road trips with parents, spending hours to pick restaurants to dine out instead of having everything being delivered at our doorstep, our favorite songs playing non-stop on the CD Player which absolutely eliminated the confusion of picking songs from a hundred apps. Gone are the days where our laughter echoed with every step-down in the game of Snake and Ladder or with every bad number on the dice. I think relationships were less complicated and the world seemed like a place with endless possibilities. All these seem like memories locked in time. Coming back home to mom's favorite Masala Maggi after a game of Hide and Seek was the sweetest and most difficult wait ever. Maggi on one hand and Horlicks on the other seemed like the p...

Sometimes you never really know why you start liking some things. Over time, these things turn into obsessions. One such obsession for me is Dreamcatchers. To give you'll a brief summary, I was always fascinated by the art of making crafts, it still continues to drive me crazy. There is a certain essence that adds beauty to the materialistic substance thereby making powerful objects of art. I started learning to make dreamcatchers with the mere objective of gifting it a friend but later turned to be the brand ambassador of this Art. Haha. The feathers, the color, and the weave were points of great interest.  Google says that according to a tribal tradition these art pieces were hung by the child's bed, believing that the weave would absorb all the bad dreams and help them sleep peacefully. Quite fascinating. Let's just assume that dreamcatcher feeds positive thoughts and hence your quality sleep is assured. Contrasting colors, the texture, and feathers and the perfe...