by madras.ponnu
Tag: love
be there for you…
the world is a very scary place right now.the pandemic has become part of our life. so much that there is neither fear nor caution now.there is… Read more “be there for you…”
how i met komban… again.
the story of komban is a memorable one for me. read up on how we met here. are you all caught up? so komban fast became by… Read more “how i met komban… again.”
the incredible story of how I brewed my own coffee from green beans — all thanks to @baristaonbike
some green beans found their way to my home. a sack of sad looking beans. most were broken, irregularly shaped and dusty. over casual conversation, i send… Read more “the incredible story of how I brewed my own coffee from green beans — all thanks to @baristaonbike”
did you or did i?
you claim to know me, the toxicity i grew up with the toxicity i built in me. the pain it took me, the pills it took me,… Read more “did you or did i?”
an orange squeezed is orange juice
when forced into a corner, pushed to the brink, when wrung dry and lifeless, what comes out of you, what you make of you, is who you… Read more “an orange squeezed is orange juice”