Day 6- A tranquil apocalypse

Does't this feel like the proverbial calm before the storm? Do you sense the worse is yet to come. Like we are seated to watch a blockbuster movie, and the pre- movie trailers and adverts keep running on. If this is truly an apocalypse, it's seems quite tranquil at the moment no? I had a... Continue Reading →

Don’t wait.

We are a restless generation, I'm told. We are impatient they say. We cannot wait. Nobody seems to get the fact that we CAN NOT wait. This is the pace that life dictates. If you haven't noticed, every succeeding generation is more prone to impatience. Why wait anyway? Our lives are most likely going to... Continue Reading →

The pregnant, surgeon-in-training.

If you google 'pregnant resident' or 'pregnancy during surgical residency/ fellowship/ training', you will be privy to a select few articles that occasionally appear in mainstream media about this small, unique subset of working women. Even medical/ surgical journals occasionally like to amuse themselves by publishing articles such as : Pregnancy during residency: II. Obstetric... Continue Reading →

The one that stayed on.

This is going to be a lazy post. I am post- call and should ideally be sleeping. But the nursery run is in about an hour, and trying to get some shut eye now would be an utterly worthless exercise. I therefore decided to log on to the virtual world and say hello to the... Continue Reading →

Ambre Imperial.

Sultry. Warm. Intriguing. Androgynous. Quietly confident, subtly sexy. There, but not quite. Like the softest, most fluffy cashmere sweater. Like an autumn evening in the smoky woods. A woman who is supremely herself, and makes no excuses for it. A man who doesn't fit into pre- requisite boxes, yet knows his way around the world... Continue Reading →

The ladies lounge- New love.

I love mascaras. The good ones of course. And though some of the Maybelline ones are good and I'd been repurchasing them for years, I felt it was time to move on. For a couple of years now, I have been on the hunt for a new "go-to" mascara. I tried several top rated, blogger... Continue Reading →

Being a crappy mum.

I honestly despise the organic, organised- playdate obsessed, daily-trips-to- the- park, let's bake teddy cupcakes to nursery, TYPE- A mums that are constantly posting holier- than- thou updates on Facebook and asking really stupid sounding (at least stupid sounding to more 'go-with-the-flow' mummies like me) questions on the half a billion or so "mommy forums"... Continue Reading →

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