a memoir of etchings and wanderings
When I initially read this, I thought that there really wouldn’t be much to put down -I don’t experience discomfort often – but when I sat down to write, numerous important things came to mind. So what is it, that makes me uncomfortable? # Being stared at. I’ve often got into verbal brawls over the subject. # Avoidable intimacy. I have always been a people’s person – and I tend … Continue reading “Day 3# Discomfort” →
This post is supposed to be about something that I know a lot about or am good at. At the cost of shedding the modesty – apart from my job (which I used to be and am, quite excellent at), I have varied interests. And thanks to Wikipedia and my reading addiction, I happen to learn a lot of things. I’d like this opportunity to talk about one of them, … Continue reading “Day 2# What do you know. What have you learnt.” →
So the first one is – 250 words about me. Single child, raised in one of the quietest and most peaceful countries in the GCC. A blessed, protected childhood. And then the action began. Moved to India for higher education when I was 17. Young. Foolish. Excited. Not aware of the ways of the world. Pune. Calcutta. Pune. Before I knew it, I has a Masters degree in Communication Management … Continue reading “Day 1# A Short Story” →
Challenges are important. And God knows, I definitely need them. For almost a year now, I’ve started to grow into a person that I would have never associated with. And nobody knows better than me that things have to change soon. Taking charge, in an attempt to spice things up, I’m taking the 30-day blog challenge. It might get overwhelming for me, and spam the feeds of the precious few … Continue reading “30 Days of June” →
So I’ve made a deal with myself. You might ask, how does it feel now? I’ve promised to not let it hurt anymore. And not complain even if it does. I’ve been left behind a bit. Long strides were never my pride. Did you not hear that I’ve been crying out for help? But you’ve seen a gleaming light and are sprinting toward it. You’re unstoppable. Can I possibly blame … Continue reading “Mañana” →
“Cultivate solitude and quiet and a few sincere friends, rather than mob merriment, noise and thousands of nodding acquaintances”– William Powell Dear Mr. Powell, I found your quote on a status, and it got me thinking. Although in the world we live, this seems like a difficult thing, but its exactly what I endeavour to do.
So it has been a week that I returned from the States and I’m not even close to wearing off the jet lag. Now that I’m actually feeling more like myself, an account is necessary. So where shall I start… Reetika, Richa and I know each other from the time that we went to college at SCMS-UG – around the time that the iPod classic first generation was in vogue. Through … Continue reading “The American Sojourn!” →
Words are easy. They are just the things you say. In a quick moment of passion. In a heated argument. Or in a second of thoughtlessness. You can talk for hours and when you step out of a room, they may mean nothing. I don’t believe in promises. In those who build castles in the air. In dreams that need no foundation. In people who don’t think twice before … Continue reading “Words Are Wind.” →
An odd sense of delirium sweeps over me I close my eyes and see steaming sewer grates While violins are playing Viva La Vida in my head A quiet ache, with an unknown cause No known faces among the maddening crowd A familiar place, where you have little to discover A park bench that will be etched in your memory forever An odd sense of delirium. A maze of unconnected … Continue reading “Delirium” →
Dust if you must, but wouldn’t it be better, to paint a picture or write a letter, bake a cake or plant a seed, ponder the difference between want and need? Dust if you must, but there’s not much time, with rivers to swim and mountains to climb, music to hear and books to read, friends to cherish and life to lead. Dust if you must, but the world’s out … Continue reading “Dust, If You Must.” →