a memoir of etchings and wanderings
In the midst of all the corporate meetings, incessant jargon-fleeced rambling, the vicious circle of unending reports and plans, I miss the part when I actually enjoyed what I did because almost everyday I learnt something new. Talking about learning I often reminisce, thinking about some of the brilliant lectures and talks we were exposed to – while in college. There were those when I just put my head down on … Continue reading “An Education” →
The goodbyes are always the most difficult. I’ve done this year on year, and although I believe I have grown stronger, it shakes me up to think that tomorrow this time, I wont be here. Not in this room, not in this country. Not with the people I care for most. Sometimes, I wonder to myself – they years are so precious and we spend them trying to prove all … Continue reading “New Diary” →
I have always skeptical of loneliness as a concept. I have evolved over the years and now I quite enjoy my alone time; In fact, I quite look forward to it. I’m rather fond of travelling along – metro stations, airports, taxis to buses and autos; I love eating alone with a book; Walking on my own with my music is the best form of relaxation. Going to watch a … Continue reading “Solo è buono” →
It never rains when you want it to. Life is unpredictable, as are the people who form it. That seems to my biggest problem with it. Why cannot we stay still for a while, why cannot things that have taken months and years to perfect, not rest a little for a moment – just so that one can admire the effort put into creating them. The older and the wiser … Continue reading “Time of My Life” →
Although I cannot stop complaining about the way my life is increasingly edging towards mundane, looking back at my photo albums, there seems to have been a lot of movement. There seems to be a lot happening and I haven’t been able to keep account of the activities, so in no particular order, here goes: # Ridhima got married. Swetha, Bhardwaj and I splurged on an air-conditioned cab to get … Continue reading “Summer Tales” →
I fear I am becoming faint-hearted. I find myself becoming increasingly affected by my surroundings, to the effect that I no longer feel happy. I am forced to drag myself around unwillingly, to work, around people, other places every single day. Change has always been something I have been terrified of. It scares me to even imagine uprooting myself from the current proximity, letting go of the few who I … Continue reading “Cowardice” →
A lot has happened over the months. It is almost the end of October and I am overwhelmed by the fact that I have spent the past 6 months being employed and so far, been doing okay. The cliched ‘corporate’ was meant to be this big, bad world which was to remind you, visually, of Michael Jackson’s ‘Thriller’. So far, there have been bad days, days when I have wanted … Continue reading “Almost half a year in black and white” →
Happiness is fleeting. As is any other feeling. Sometimes it feels like that the choices we make are the most difficult things we do. To be able to understand why we subject ourselves to the T junction at all is what I contemplate. Why cannot it be, that we find a solution wherein we do not have to sacrifice what we want as well as what is expected of us. … Continue reading “Fleeting” →
A feeling of ‘new-ness’ all around me, and sometimes I cannot decipher whether it makes me happy or otherwise. It has been around two months that I have shifted base (quite literally) over to Gurgaon, Haryana, and am still not accustomed with the changes it has brought. • Joined work. Check. • Got my second, first paycheck. Check. • Met new people. Check. • Visited relatives. Check. • Started to … Continue reading “Contemplations” →
An air conditioned room, a cane rocking chair, uninterrupted supply of calorie and non calorie food, parents and not a worry in the world. I have been talking about changes throughout the past month – this seems to be the biggest leap I am about to take. Tomorrow, I board the flight to Gurgaon; a place I have not known at all, to people I have known for a little … Continue reading “Bari” →