March 25, 2019

Some Good

Familiarity breeds comfort. I talk about this quite often because I don’t only believe it, I live it. It’s difficult to find the familiar in a new city, among new people and new situations. But there are some things that stay constant. I find one of my constants in the books I grew up with – the characters who always taught me that I was not alone. They do the same today. During my daily lunchtime Twitter scroll today, I discovered that it was Tolkien Reading Day (celebrated by the society on the day that the one ring was said to have been destroyed) and got thinking about my annual…

August 23, 2018

August in the Midwest 🏜

I’m quite aware that I am probably one of the 12 people in the world who still use the Swarm (erstwhile Foursquare) app. But this morning it reminded me that it had been a year to the day that I hopped on a plane to begin what was going to be a slightly modified version of the great American road trip that I had always dreamed of. On the anniversary of this amazing trip, I thought it was finally time to chronicle. I was going to be joined by my friend and full-time savior Shuting, and we were going to travel through an expanse of the mid-West, starting from Nevada,…

June 25, 2018

Tired of being brave

There’s a thin line between bravery and stupidity. Over the past few months, I haven’t been able to keep count of the number of times I’ve been told that I’m brave. I only wish resilience was an elixir I could consume to help me be stronger. In my experience, the more you put yourself through, the farther you stretch, your capacity to absorb blows increase, but it also wrecks something within you. At least that’s what’s happening with me. I cannot remember the last time I felt happy or at peace. I cannot remember when I last sat across a table from someone I love and spoke without any awkwardness…

October 27, 2017

Minnesota Nice

One of the first fun memories I have, after moving to the States was the July fourth trip that I took to Minneapolis. It began not very different from several memorable trips I’ve taken – it started with a Google chat ping. I was a part of a conversation between Akshay V. and his childhood friend (and someone I’d heard loads about from common friends), Tulika where they were discussing how I would be transported to Minnesota for the long weekend. I attempted to punctuate with rationales to decline such as I was on a student budget – but before I knew it, there were tickets in my inbox. So,…

May 28, 2017

From May to May…

I can barely remember what I was feeling, this time last year. I recall a vague anxiety with a pinch of excitement. But that’s about it. But I know for sure that today marks a whole year of me moving away from home to live in the United States. A year that has been oddly educating and definitely humbling. I…missed being amidst loved ones during festivals, family dinners and important occasions for the extended family. Understood that America is quite different from what the movies and soaps want us to believe. Had my heart broken into a million pieces. Got involved in deep conversations with almost strangers sitting on wooden…

February 13, 2017

About a Story…

Over eight months ago, I enrolled myself in school and moved to ‘Murica. Much has happened in the United States since – more on that later – but one of the things I was most excited about, was getting back to academics. Among many experiences that made coming here worth it was a class I took last Fall. Titled ‘Branding through Motion Picture’ and taught by a three-time Emmy nominated write-producer-director – it was the most brilliant class I have ever been in.  After spending six years working in public relations firms, writing up “strategic communication campaigns” – I came to realise how we skim over the basics, while trying…

February 13, 2017

Restart.

After publishing a whopping three posts in all of last year, I promised myself in January of 2017 that this year would be different. It had to. But all of the first month was spent draped in the weight of some critically incorrect decisions I had made formerly. I couldn’t keep my word. I have much to say about the previous year, There were highs, lows, really low lows and when it felt like I had hit rock bottom – I found that there was still a rather long way further to sink. I talk about this in the past tense not because they are over. Not because all the…

August 1, 2016

“It has been said that time heals all wounds. I do not agree. The wounds remain. In time, the mind, protecting its sanity, covers them with scar tissue, and the pain lessens, but it is never gone.” – Rose Kennedy.

May 26, 2016

Ma’salama

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 where my mind goes to, when I think of a happy place. There aren’t any nosy relatives here, no politics, no negativity. Just my family, pristine beaches, clear blue skies and really amazing shawarma. What’s not to love! But it…

May 22, 2016

This Time Next Week…

…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.