The rain pours and showers, bespattering the glass windows of the convenience store. I decided to stay for a while, hoping that the depressing rain stops. It’s comforting to realize that the convenience store served its purpose for such an unsettling time as this: a shelter in time of storms; a refuge in times of peril.
But that is not why I write. Continue reading “Dotted & Plain”
Potty-train a baby as early as possible, they say. It’s easy to say and advise parents this when one is a mere onlooker – separate and detached from the actual situation. It was easy for me to say this hitherto, when I was still learning about it in school. What with all those theories on a person’s development and psychology… Continue reading “Refusing to Clean Up After One’s “Accidents”: A Justification”