June 13, 2013

Day 13# Top Ten!

Movies. My one big love. I’m no film critic, but I cannot get enough of them. Not only do they sweep me into some distant story, and then leave me on some desolate coast with the credits running, some of them stay etched in memory forever.  Just like my travel lists, there’s a bunch of movie lists I can make. Ones which I could never really understand, the ones which left me sobbing profusely, the ones that I laughed at and then forgot about, to the ones that will always be a part of me.  These ten are movies I have watched over and over and over again. And I…

June 5, 2013

Day 5# My Friend, the Blogger.

Personally, I have never really had a problem with public display of emotions. So this one is pretty easy – and actually, pending for a while. Today’s challenge is to write about a blogger friend or a real life friend. I’m blessed to know both in one person. My first memory of her is one at the SIMC campus in Lavale, getting off a four-wheel drive with her iPod shuffle clipped to her jeans’ pocket – I instantly remembered the girl I had seen and spoken little to, on the Orkut and Facebook group for students of the incoming batch. Being in the same batch brought us together somehow, through…

April 17, 2013

Par Avion!

I cannot stress enough on how much I miss receiving mail.  What would I not give to come to office and have the receptionist hand me something that had travelled across the globe to me. Or even the feeling of anticipation of going to my post box and seeing mail there.  It is not always possible to depend on people to make that happen, so I used to indulge in online purchases and often had books or bags or gadgets delivered to me at work! These things are just a little more difficult in Muscat but April has been wonderful to me, with three things arriving par avion! Letter from…

April 6, 2013

JLT

An airport trip where I had lots of time on hand was the reason behind this post. It was lying in my drafts for months and today, while I was looking at planes fly overhead from the windows in my cubicle, it felt like the right time to publish it.  *** Airports stir the most peculiar feelings in me.  There are tears, laughter, confusion, fear, excitement and hope with a tinge of the comic thrown in. Flying alone for the last decade has given me the rare opportunity to observe thousands of people in this diverse ecosystem. The nervous first time flier, the almost irritatingly arrogant business traveler who will…

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…

March 25, 2013

That Labyrinth Called Westeros

It is not very often that you come across a story that surprises you after every five pages and at no point in time, can you be ahead of the author. A story that feels so real, you can taste it. There is no dearth of fiction writers who create fables about knights and dragons, treachery and glory. But what is it about G.R.R. Martin’s Game of Thrones that has caused it to be a global phenomenon? Recently, I completed reading ‘Dance With Dragons’ – the massive brick of a book which is the last published book in the series-of-seven and I kid you not when I say that every…

March 4, 2013

Turning Pages

Books. I love everything about them.  The mysteries they hold. The satisfying whiff when I hold them close. The anticipation when you have to leave them midway and the gratification in having completed a story.  Reading from Mischief Managed, I thought of listing the ones that top my list and the ten authors who will always be on my auto-buy list. J.K. Rowling. For the pure magic she spins. Except for her most recent work, of course.  J.R.R. Tolkien. For his sheer genius. And for creating something epic. George R.R. Martin. For direwolves, Game of Thrones and giving honour the place it deserves in the big bad world. Jhumpa Lahiri….

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 11, 2013

SwethaBasu

If I were to ever believe that matches were made in heaven, I would always think of these two.  They’re both very different people, yet as similar as can be. The thought of moving to Gurgaon, a few years ago was made a comforting thought because I knew they would be around, in addition to other friends.  And they did just that. Made me feel welcome in their city, gave me a place to stay in – on weekends, took me along for trips, endured hours of potty and Benglish talk, introduced me to some wonderful people who I know I will be friends with, for life. I owe them…