November 1, 2013

Delhi October

Getting started with the November project, I wanted the first post to be about something happy that I am thankful for. When I first heard that the Eid-ul-Adha holidays in Oman were going to be a week long (Yay for living in Oman โ€“ UAE only got three days ๐Ÿ˜›), my first reaction was to pledge that I wouldn’t stay in and mope about the lack of exciting things to do. After a series of elaborate plans didn’t work out (more on those on the next post), I decided that October would be a great time to visit Delhi and catch up with some of the people there. After all,…

June 12, 2013

Day 12# Sorely Missed.

If someone were to ask me this, say โ€“ a year ago โ€“ I wouldn’t even have to blink before I replied โ€“ home.  But now the story has changed. I am home. Surrounded by all the comforts and reassurances that family brings. However, the heart is never really satiated. So even though I have nothing to complain about, there are some things I miss dearly. # Mobility. The ability to be able to go anywhere without having to ask anyone for help. I hate asking people to take me around, and am working on fixing this soonest. # The delightful strawberry cheesecake at Sakleyโ€™s in Gurgaon. I will never…

March 31, 2013

Estrayed

Another thing I love about India is the fauna that one finds, as a regularity.  Apart from domestic rodents, of course – I’ve loved the fact that I could make friends with the dogs, cats, birds and even pigs and cattle in my surroundings. I’m sure people in first world countries would probably turn up their noses at the mention of the last two animals, but I’m not attempting to filter the truth.  In Muscat, I come to terribly miss the three little stray pups whom I watched grow up in Gurgaon – they often rested on the cool mosaic floor that belonged to our landlord and we were almost…

February 23, 2013

One Day…

A toast. To the days when the roof was leaky. The midnight birthday revelries. To the horror that were exams. The peals of laughter at silly jokes at group study sessions. To the dreadful lack of nutrition. The small joys that chicken lollypops could bring. To missing family, but having friends around. The clouds floating through windows. To being angry with everything. The singing aloud while on trips. To not being able to afford almost everything. The jointly singing Happy Birthday Harry Potter. To thinking that this would never end. The weeping silently while saying goodbye. The years of struggle. The years of innocence. The years of joy. A toast to them…

February 13, 2013

The Korba Wedding.

The small wonders of life constantly surprise me.  I still smile thinking of how worried I was about moving to Delhi at the end of my post graduation. Little did I know that these would be some of the best years of my life.  Like I always maintain, the people matter most and this post is about one of the most amazing people who I came into close acquaintance with, during this time.  Allow me to introduce Ankita Chopra, aka Chops or Chopper.  One has to be tremendously blessed and fortunate to have such people in one’s life. And I’ve been just that.  From the mouldy paying-guest residence at Sector 14,…

February 12, 2013

Dilli In Transit

Apart from the weddings, this was the part of the trip I was most looking forward to. Never thought I would be this excited to be back in Delhi NCR. My time spent there was the nicest among all the days.  This is what I did: # Got a haricut. At Bella Madonna, Galleria. Loved it.  # Had breakfast by myself at my most favourite place in Gurgaon – Sakley’s Forest Cafe # Went to my old office. Experienced a strange feeling walking through those doors. Sat at my old desk. Sipped on lemon tea courtesy Shankar Bhaiya. Met a lot of people I had left behind. Exchanges numerous hugs…

February 2, 2013

Time Freeze

It’s been five months but it feels like I was never gone. The same streets. Broken in the way I had seen them last. The same turquoise walls of House Number 2683. The Delhi winters that I came to fall in love with. After a really beautiful wedding creating an overwhelming number of memories, my mind is in a freeze.

November 19, 2012

Winter Deprived

November is almost coming to an end.  If I were in Gurgaon now, my immensely warm white comforter would be out – as would be my Zara overcoats.  There would be no need for the fan and Shankar Bhaiya at office would be requested to bring in the lemon tea first thing in the morning.  The huge glass windows of Vatika Triangle would probably be all foggy in the mornings – like one had walked into a room full of clouds.  The daily bathing sessions would be a thing of the past. Almost everyone I know loves winters. And eagerly await them.  Friends in Europe and the Americas have been…

September 12, 2012

Wednesday

Somehow it has already been a week at the new workplace and somehow I have to get used to the fact that Wednesday is the new Friday.   So evidently the weekend is here and I have to catch up on my sleep for the last five days. Did I mention that I wake up at 7 am and take a shared cab to be at work at 8? Yes, well – from a waking up at hald past eight and being in office at nine – I have come a long way.   Wednesdays used to be important from a ladies night point of view. There have been an…

August 28, 2012

Time Of Our Lives

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 most of the ‘why’ behind Delhi NCR is now blurry, I do clearly remember day one at Edelman. A neatly tucked office, with not more than 20 people. The six of us who had been recruited from SIMC were seated on…