Flaws

There’s one thing about flaws, that is once you see it, it’s hard to ignore them. I mean, sure, you could accept them graciously, defensively retort that nothing or nobody is perfect, but it would always be present. It’s almost like once you discover the secret to an optical illusion, you can see nothing but…

Shaken

I used to write freely, about any and everything. I used to be able to churn out wonderful pieces of work, just like that, as and when I wanted. I still can, except it’s much harder, and it doesn’t work all the time. For months, maybe even years, I wondered, what changed? At first I…