AnythingUnderTheSun

Dear Brain,  This is the very first time we're having this formal conversation. I am bad at understanding abstract concepts, and a letter from the heart to the brain sounds like the mothership of abstractness. Am I writing to you or is it you tricking me into thinking that I have the controls? Whatever it is, you are pretty awesome. ( Now that should clearly give an indication of who's in control) I don't remember having too many major conflicts with you, that probably is also you're doing. Who knows what you've locked behind those shut doors. Now that I concentrate enough I can remember a few. But I also know that you have my best interests. Maybe we should do this more often and then we'll have more to talk. Love Heart PS: This activity was part of the expressive writing workshop.

A picture can be a photo on your desk, a painting on your wall or maybe a movie to watch with friends. It can also be an image or an impression drawn with inks in our head. A picture can evoke emotions or stir memories, remind you of ones you longer know. It can be a time capsule of an era bygone or just a few moments ago. A picture my dear friends speaks a thousand words and still some more. This otherwise nondescript wall seems to convey the world of opposites as we know them - the dilapidated and the new! Photo: Streets of Udaipur #latergram #udaipur #Rajasthan #streetsofindia #_soi #travelgram #instatravel #travel #india #indiatravel #incredibleindia #streets #old #new #igers_india #ig_India #ig_indiashots #igers #igersrajasthan #travelstoke #travelling #nikon #nikonp610 #nikonphotography #HaveFeetWillTravel A photo posted by Elita (@nomadicthunker) on Sep 13, 2015 at 10:32am PDT At the Expressive Writing workshop, we were each handed out a pic and were ask

A week ago, a friend asked me if I wanted to attend a workshop on writing and I agreed. Yeap, I am that adventurous; no details required, just sign me up! The way I look at it is, at least I get to meet some new people. Win win for me as I also get to wear some nice clothes (something apart from my usual all day bedtime clothing). Soon details started trickling in. The 1st shocker was it's not creative writing! What the fish, that's the only type I have heard of. But then the name expressive writing sounded so promising and intense. Isn't most of what we write an expression of us in that moment, even if it's in the form of OMGs or the dancing ladies. Normally I would have googled the hell out of this, but not this week. I'm happy that I didn't. Sometimes it's good to go in all blind. Without expectations it's easier not to be disappointed. After all the workshop was on a Saturday afternoon for 6hours! I would be lying if I said the 6 hours flew by