Personal Blog of Dagny Sol, Editor and Author Coach
Have you ever wondered where some of your quirks and foibles have come from? Look to your gene-pool. When you find yourself gravitating towards particular types of foods; have odd little quirks of character—like a typical stance when standing or tilting your head at an angle when you are listening. Or when you find yourself obsessing […]
You would hardly believe it, but loudspeakers are lethal instruments of mass destruction. Yes, they are. I’ll tell you why. Because they incite harmless, mild people like yours truly to murderous rage. Once the rage has been stoked, one never knows where it would stop, if ever. Result: Mass Destruction. QED. The event triggering this homicidal train […]
“PFA invoice template. Update and send to process payment.” Thus went the terse email I received from the accounts department of a client. The sender of the mail was a lady I had never interacted with. The attached document was a simple word file template with blank spaces where my own details of the job […]
The boy with a backpack was ten years old, give or take a year. He had bright, intelligent eyes and a cocky assurance about him. He wore a tan jacket and khakhi full length trousers, in protection against the chilly winter winds. He was carrying a backpack which he refused to put down. From time […]
My mother was petrified of rats and mice. Actually, to be absolutely accurate, petrified isn’t the right word. It barely covers the truth. It is too weak a word for her true emotion. She was outraged, disgusted and repulsed as well as petrified. As all students of humanity know, disgust and outrage take petrified to […]
Met a suave gentleman yesterday in connection with some paper-work related to Tissayra. On my behalf, this gentleman (an advocate) had applied for some permissions/ registrations with some government departments. When he sent the forms to me to be filled out, I noticed that he had pre-filled some of the columns. For one, he had […]
What does it mean, overthinking? Is it even a ‘proper’ word?
Of brats, train tickets and the Law Of Averages!
I’m genuinely and mightily amused- and have been, for a couple of days. This is the kind of amusement that will always retain a pocket of privacy, no matter how widely and verbosely one describes it to the world. More than the public part, it is this irrevocably private fold that is sending me into […]
Actually, this post ought to be called Facebook Love. I didn’t use it because it might have been a little confusing. You might innocently have thought I was referring to the free, spontaneous meet your soul-mate service that Facebook doesn’t know it runs. As far as possible, one doesn’t want to confuse or confound people […]