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Citește mai departeMy bookshelf is my retreat.It’s what brings me solace and comfort every day. I show love to my books every day. I love spending time with them, Browsing through them, Making the next reading list for my nightstand. I love keeping my bookshelf in pristine and impeccable order. Each tome holds its orderly place on the shelf, Following the alphabet, Just like in a library. There are two alphabetical rows for my books. One for the books that I have read and loved, And one for those that I am yet to read and love. The books, once read, Take a supporting seat in the back of the shelf. And those that are yet to delight me with their stories Are in the honorary front row, Until their turn comes to join me in my reading nook. It may not look like a rainbow, But it makes the best reading sense to
Citește mai departe~~~ Stars and media alike are welcomed to kick off TIFF at the Fairmont Royal York Hotel at this non-traditional gifting suite ~~~ Toronto International Film Festival is here again, as well as many other fashion events on the social scene in Toronto. Just like in the old days, Torontonians are experiencing 11 days of TIFF this year – cinema, celebrities, and glamour. And parties of course. The film festival just kicked off this Thursday September 7th for its 48th year and will conclude next Sunday September 17th. Among celebrities who announced their attendance at the Toronto International Film Festival this year are Dakota Johnson, Sean Penn, Willem Dafoe, Nicholas Cage, Jessica Chastain, Sylvester Stallone, Robert De Niro, Al Pacino, Scarlett Johansson, Chris Evans, Emily Blunt, Kate Winslet, Jamie Foxx, Sir Ian McKellen, Anna Kendrick, and others. One of the most glamorous parties dedicated to TIFF this year was the an
Citește mai departeI hope you are all enjoying the long weekend! It's the Labour Day long weekend in Canada, the last one this summer before school starts next week. I didn't plan for any faraway traveling over this weekend, but I will go out to sightsee some of my local attractions during this long weekend that I haven't seen yet. I also took a few days off from work, so this in fact will be an extralong weekend for me, till next Wesnesday, when I attend a fashion event downtown Toronto, in the wake of TIFF -- Toronto International Film Festival, which starts next week. In fact, I do it every year, I take a mini-vacation at the beginning of September (two more days after the long weekend), to attend said fashion event which is an annual occurence and takes place downtown Toronto one day before TIFF starts. And so every year I consider it to be my last summer vacation, and that last Wednesday when I attend this fashion event is my last summer day. My fall this year will start next Th
Citește mai departeSomeone once said,If a writer falls in love with you, you can never die. This saying couldn’t be truer. Through the power of words, A writer immortalizes her beloved in the realm of literature. A writer’s love for him extends beyond the edges of mortality, Capturing his essence in prose and poetry. When a writer is captivated by someone, Her words breathe life into the pages, Preserving his legacy for eternity. When a writer falls in love, She becomes an alchemist of emotions, Transmuting fleeting moments into timeless art. Every glance, every touch, and every shared experience is etched into the depths of her being, Waiting to be translated into words. The writer’s love becomes the ink that flows through her pen, As she delicately paints a vivid portrait of her muse. As time passes,
Citește mai departeI am mourning my mother.I’m wearing black for forty days. I don’t feel like wearing color even after the funeral is over, And I have said my last goodbye. I keep wearing black. Every morning, I open my walk-in closet and select my next black dress to wear at work. Then the next black blouse. Then the next black shirt. Then the next black skirt. Then the next pair of black pants. Until I have exhausted all my black outfits. Now I understand why they wear black when someone dear to them has departed. It’s not a social convention. It’s not meant to display your pain to the rest of the world. It simply reflects how you feel when you process your loss. Once I’m done with the black section of my wardrobe, I switch to grey. My next grey dress. Then the next grey blouse. Then th
Citește mai departeI grew up surrounded by books.My home was a temple of books, And my parents taught me the love for the written word. Now I am a writer. When I was a little girl, My favorite fairy tale princess was Belle. She loved books more than anything else in the world. When the Beast took her hostage, He found a way to win her heart. He gave her what she loved the most – books. He shared the most valuable treasure in his castle with her, his library. And she fell in love with him When I was a little girl, I loved imagining myself as Belle who entered the castle library in awe, Welcomed by books and surrounded by friends. Books are a girl’s best friends.
Citește mai departeMy mother battled heart disease for her entire life.It was the slow killer in our family. She always knew how dangerous the killer was, And she wanted a peaceful way out of it. She wanted to be the first one to go. She once told my father, If you go first and leave me alone, I will never forgive you. I knew what she meant. When her time came, Although too soon, It was peaceful and painless. Just the way she wanted it. My family was devastated, My sister inconsolable. And I told her, Remember that she left the way she wanted to. The first one to go, painlessly. Soon after her departure, My mother came to me in my dreams. The next day I told my sister, I dreamed about Mom last night. You did? Everybody is
Citește mai departeWhen I traveled to Cuba,I bought a bottle of perfume in the gift shop at the hotel. It’s called Coral Negro – “The Black Coral”. I brought the perfume back to Canada, And with it, a piece of Cuba in my luggage. Every time I wear it, It transports me back to Cuba. I love its elegant opaque black bottle. I am seduced by its marine fragrance which makes me think of tropical days by the ocean. The shore of the Atlantic. The scorching sun. The hot sand. The turquoise water. The salty taste on my lips. The breeze in my hair. The corals on the ocean floor. The shells on the white sandy beach. The parties with loud music late at night. The crazy dancing on the beach. The sexual energy. The magnetic attraction. All in a bottle of perfume.
Citește mai departeWhite sand.Turquoise water. Cloudless sky. One hundred Fahrenheit. I’m on the beach, soaking in the sun. I lie down on the chaise lounge, My body and my mind are completely at ease. I have a book in my beach tote, But I don’t feel like reading. I am happy just to lie here for hours. My skin is immune to sunburn, I don’t mind the kiss of the sun. I go into the water. It’s warm and welcoming. The bottom of the ocean feels like a soft blanket. A crab bites my foot. Sorry little fella, I’ll get out of your way. I swim away. My favorite part of a tropical vacation is swimming into the vastness. A fellow traveler warns me about the undertow, But on this day the ocean is calm, peaceful, unthreatening. I spend another good deal of
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