Tag: #beautiful

Milk And Honey

by Rupi Kaur

is a book of poetry depicting love, loss, abuse, violence and womanhood. It comprises of four chapters with each delivering a dissimilar intention.


It is a sure 4/5 as I feel every woman needs this somewhere easy for her to reach in times of hardship. No matter what bitter moments you are going through, Rupi Kaur gives you hope that you are never alone. And you, are a survivor.

Let me share with you some of my favorite lines…

” you tell me to quiet down cause my opinions makes me less beautiful but I was not made with a fire in my belly so I could be put out 

I was not made with lightness on my tongue so I could be easy to swallow

I was made heavy half blade and half silk difficult to forget and not easy for the mind to follow “

” if you were born with the weakness to fall you were born with the strength to rise ” 

” it takes grace to remain kind in cruel situations “

” I like the way the stretch marks on my thighs look human and that we’re so soft yet rough and jungle wild when we need to be 

I love that about us how capable we are of feeling how unafraid we are of breaking and tend to our wounds with grace 

Just being a woman calling myself a woman makes me utterly whole and complete ” 

Absolutely beautiful.



A great photograph is full of statement. I find a great sense of fulfillment when I see one. A few words to many disclosure, it’s an art of watching, observation. It’s about what it feels like, not what it looks like. It is full of soul. It does not need any explanations yet it is understood anywhere in the world.

I was definitely not born to do this for I don’t think I can ever do it, not in a million years.

Life is a struggle

No? You don’t think so?

Well, at least for me, it is. 

I struggle to sleep every single night. It is seriously taking a toll on me. Maybe because I had too much caffeine during the day. Maybe I should get myself checked for insomnia. But every night after we put the boys to sleep, when there is peace and quiet in this small little place we call home, i get my ME time, OUR time. I’ve got so many things going on, like, i get to do some kindle reading, on line shopping, face booking, instagramming, and what we love most besides getting WE time, we really get to do some serious television.

Speaking of which, we are currently on ‘Orange is the new black’. I have to say that we are criminally addicted to the brilliant show. Combining marvellous script, strong wonderful multi talented cast, suspense, dark humour and comedy, nobody above the legal age should miss this. It’s a daily night date with superb acting Taylor Schilling, the gorgeous Laura Prepon, the divalicious Laverne Cox and “Crazy eyes” Uzo Aduba(I cannot un see her doing her character, it’s disturbing!)

I  struggle every morning just to start my never ending daily routine as i truly want to sleep in just a little bit longer, just a bit more, please… I struggle to settle the boys, the cats, the evil house chores. Istruggle not to snack although that buttery cheese biscuits are staring back at me as though wanting me to bite into them so they can do what they do best, melt in my mouth and add those unwanted calories which will end up somewhere at my rear end. I struggle to do my yoga even though its just about 200meters away from my house coz i get lazy and all i want to do is sit on the couch and stay comatose forever.

I know I probably should stop complaining, suck it up and go through with it, but hey, i am only human. A strange human, with strange human emotions that confuses the shit out of me. After all…