Hello Substack!

I want to say musings, but my inner cool diva has serious issues with that.

I am here to save a way of living that’s fast disappearing (at least for myself)

In a sea of 20-sec videos, transitions and hauls, travel inspos and food recipes, dance, drama and hacks, threads and more threads, I am afraid that my brain has started to stop retaining ANYTHING. I scroll through multiple social media feeds, multiple times a day. And if I was at ask myself at the end of the day if I really remember anything I saw, I would be hard pressed to recollect anything apart from 4 videos of dogs being funny. And that’s a good day. So I want just turn back time a little bit. Go back to those days when my constant companion was a book of some kind (mostly fiction). When movies were few and far apart, and when my brain could really ruminate. I could really allow a thought to sink in, change its shape or form, and solidify into something that was uniquely mine (yay Maggi with ketchup!) Who knows, with ChatGPT being able to predict ALL our thoughts, I might need this to be able to identify what’s truly mine.

1. Over the last 5 years…

I have given up Facebook, I got tired of Twitter and stopped posting, and the few good thoughts I had, would remain in my notes. Occasionally finding their way into my Instagram stories, which by form is ephemeral. A kind push by an old colleague today got me thinking… I love writing! I love sharing my passion (whoa) or my humble viewpoint about movies, TV, advertising, sports, business, travel, family, friends, alcohol, politics and how they impact us, in the process building and defining a unique culture… So I’m here for myself. Pulling time out of the endless bottomless scroll, into something, hopefully more constructive?

2. You should read me

If you love conversations filled with pauses.

3. I will be here…

At least a couple of times a week to begin with. I am going to begin TODAY!

Photo by Ahmer Kalam on Unsplash

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