a memoir of etchings and wanderings
Whenever I was asked the casual “So, where are you from?” question, I found myself debating the answer in my head. Should I say Calcutta, where I was born? Or is it Oman, where I spent over two decades? Eventually, I always launch into a lengthy explanation which probably made the person asking the question immediately regret it! Ha. The beautiful, yet relatively undiscovered Sultanate I grew up in is … Continue reading “Ma’salama” →
…everything will be different. A lot I love would be left behind. A number of new experiences will await. It is unnerving, to say the least.
And just when I thought I was getting used to the violently red and yellow walls at my new workplace, we’ve been shifted to a new location. The team has expanded so violently that there seems to be no way to accommodate us in the existing facility. Thus, came into the picture a sprawling villa at Muscat’s sort-of-posh ‘Al-Sarooj’ locale. The enclosure I sit in is in an absolute corner – so … Continue reading “Base Shift.” →
I was just spending another afternoon watching one of my favourite television series – Criminal Minds. Those who think of it to be full of violence and meaningless bloodshed couldn’t be more wrong. The core of the series is the people. As it is in life. The friendships, the laughter, the things they say to each other while they try to get through their lives. As it happens with the … Continue reading “Let It Be Me” →
There used to be a time when I plugged in music to keep out the noise. All the voices, talk and neighbouring paraphernalia. Now I do the same to block the silence. The deafening quiet. They say change is inevitable and for the better.
So I finally did make the move. After a very crazy August, where I spent a lot of time in airports and questioned myself repeatedly about the decision that I had taken – I find myself in a new place, surrounded by new people in an absolutely new environment altogether. The comfort zone is a really prized concept. I don’t know how people do this frequently. This wrapping up one life and starting … Continue reading “New Innings” →
To think of it, seems like only yesterday that I walked into the office of a rather unknown firm – a R & PM Edelman. I had never heard of them, not before I had begun organising internships for my public relations batch at college. By the end of the college year, in a whirl, I had interviewed with them, got selected and chose Gurgaon as a desired geography. Although … Continue reading “Time Of Our Lives” →
This week has the makings of things I will remember for a while. Going to and fro between Gurgaon and Kolkata two times over. Incessant rainfall. A whole lot of goodbyes. Change. To say that I am terrified, is an understatement.
And its done. Just like that. Now to deal with the chain reaction.
How would it feel to be made of steel? To glide through life and let nothing slow you down. To remember nothing that made you laugh or cry. To never have a thing to keep in your cupboard of memories. I’ve never felt that way – am always tied down with things the world calls ‘feelings’. How I wish they wouldn’t make me happy. Happy to care. Happy to give. … Continue reading “No Strings Attached” →