Six letters that I won’t send



To the barista from that corner cafe,

You made my coffee today. Not only mine. You have been diligently pouring the milk, spraying the chocolate on the froth, wiping the table, making some of the coffees with extra froth (I didn’t know that was an option). I was delighted holding a cup of small cappuccino with no sugar in my hands and feeling the real taste of coffee – not too milky and not burnt. Thank you. That coffee made my day.



To the patient, I had the other day,

I read your file before you came. It said “be careful when testing. A sensitive patient”. I want you to know that your mental illness doesn’t define you. I thought about you several times during the week. You had so many illnesses, incidents and medications, yet you kept smiling. Perhaps you don’t realise, but you have made me reconsider things that make me upset. Being the same age as me, you gave me the perspective of how difficult my life could have been. Thank you.



To that person who wanted to know where I was from,

There are many of you, with different variations. Some of you ask me where my parents are from, some – what language I speak, some others – where I am originally from. You really don’t need to feel awkward asking me directly. I am proud of my heritage and I am proud of my accent. In general, an accent means that the person can speak more than one language. So, I won’t give up my accent anytime soon (I probably wouldn’t be able to anyway). I don’t get offended, and to be honest it is vaguely entertaining. Especially the “originally” bit.



To the guy from the 7th grade who had a crush on me,

I am really not that hard to impress. You didn’t need to jump off the second-floor window for me. Thank you though, it was thoughtful. And, I am glad you are alive.



To my childhood piano teacher,

Why did you have to torture me like that? You really didn’t need to pull my hair, drop the piano lid on my hands or lock me up in your basement for 4 hours to force me to practice. You see, in the end, I didn’t really become a distinguished classical musician. In fact, I believe I have a phobia to play anything on the piano now.



To the author of a random blog that I encountered yesterday,

Please, keep on shedding light on the topics of anxiety and depression. I don’t know you, but I believe we will meet one day. Reading your blog made me realise that I’d like to help you whether it is through a conversation or reassurance that being undecided what to do with your life is totally ok. It won’t be like that forever. We are so concerned about what career path to take, who to date, how to live without making mistakes that we forget to live. Please, look after yourself. Your worth extends beyond your career.

Passing of some people makes the world colder for everyone else…

Passing of some people makes the world colder for everyone else…


Today was different. On my way to the airport I got my phone out to load up my usual playlist, but something stopped me. I wanted something else. I wanted to silently grieve the loss of a legend. I needed it. Perhaps, this was my way of paying tribute to this musician, composer and above all human who has lived for so many people.

The search box was right in front of me. “Charles Aznavour” I typed. The news about his death came up first.

No, I didn’t want to listen to the news. My newsfeed had been flooded with millions of news stories…people mourning, putting flowers and lighting candles.  I didn’t want to read. I didn’t want to see.

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Do you practise gratitude when days are mundane?

Do you practise gratitude when days are mundane?

Ironically, this was on one of the less mundane and more exciting days when I got to be on top of the Telstra Tower in Canberra at the right time.

My 2018 diary has a little section that makes me write one thing for which I am grateful every day. To be honest, I do not follow it religiously. It so happens that some days remain blank. Sometimes, when I have too many gaps in the week, I sit down at the end of the week, and, in an attempt of having a perfectly filled out gratitude week, I try recalling all the interesting and unusual things that have happened to me through the week.

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IMG_6233elI think autumn deserves its own blog post. It has always been one of my favourite seasons because of its beautiful colours.

It has always inspired me to create something. When I was younger, I used to collect red, orange and yellow leaves, cut them out and stick onto the paper creating an ‘artwork’. Now I get joy from bringing its colours to life by photographing it. Here is some of the photography I did over the weekend.

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Tiny letters to 7 inanimate objects

Tiny letters to 7 inanimate objects


A letter to the blank canvas

Dear Blank Canvas,

I know that I have been uncomfortably staring at you for the past one hour, making few unsuccessful pencil strokes that I rubbed off hurriedly, but please trust me. I will sit here letting my imagination wander, my emotions come forward and my visions come alive right in front of you and on your very soft surface. Believe in me, like you always do, and together we will create a beautiful piece of art.

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12 Unusual things to do in Melbourne as a couple

12 Unusual things to do in Melbourne as a couple



After living in Melbourne for close to two years, I have concluded that there are many unique and unconventional things to do here. If you are running out of ideas, I have compiled a list of what I believe are the most fun and interesting things to do as a couple (or with friends).

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A letter to my 15-year old self

A letter to my 15-year old self

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I am not here to tell you what will happen in your future. I am here to be next to you at the time of your life when you are going through many unknowns.

You are experiencing a lot of doubts about yourself and a lot of emotions about life. You are uncertain of what will happen in future.

I want to tell you one thing: your biggest dream will come true. That thing that you keep praying about will happen even if you can hardly believe it…very soon, just be patient and wait a couple of years. Read more