Peanut butter and Jess

  My Dearest Sunbeam! How are you? How has the past couple of weeks been? Are you feeling well? I hope and pray all things are fine with you. What will today’s letter be about? After a lot of poking and prodding at my brain, I have decided that today’s letter will feature the joys of humour. This has to be the most ironic sentence I have written and I own it with cheeky amounts of unnecessary pride. Humour is an amazing coping mechanism; it really gives an amazing perspective on the most mundane and sometimes severely traumatic things. Its like cracking a laugh at funeral. Humour is that, it is also childlike giggles. Humour, food and music have been my top 3 ways to cope with things. Humour though is completely subjective. It works only when I have made peace with what has hurt me and I give myself the space to laugh at it. That is my personal flaw, I laugh at my own issues, but when someone else points out and laughs at it with me or without me that somehow stings a lot mor...

  My dearest Sunshine! How has your week been? How are you doing? Has the soft drizzling caught up to you too? I hope work has not been too tiresome and I look forward to listening to the rest that you assured me you would take. My week has been a bit eventful, dull but like I mentioned earlier, there is an odd sense of comfort in monotony.       Of late I have learnt that not really paying attention to the opinions that others presume of you really makes a difference. Minding one’s own business is an art, an art many inquisitively meddling human beings cannot seem to grasp. Its fairly simple, get yourself a set of blinders like the ones on a horse and you are good to go. I also came to know the long-lasting effects of instant pleasures. Things that we think are a spur of the moment happening, certainly has an effective impact. For me, that pleasure, was food. A lot of us tend to attach emotion to food.       As someone who lives to eat, it...