yummies... kashmiri wazwan.... mini version

postcards from the past

   

kashmir !!!

 

bitter sweet

here's the thing about going away...it comes down to the last day and all i can think about is not going back home.

It's been 5 days since i've been back and i'm not settling in. Old things to me now seem new and unwelcome. I feel fragile if not vulnerable and everything around me seems to make me want to run away. Everything in the city equates to obnoxious and negative.

hanging 'em out to dry... some of the pretty ones

left of the middle

slipper me silly