May 26, 2016


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…

December 23, 2013

Sun ~ Sea ~ Sand

There used to be a time when I didn’t mind working weekends, lots of consecutive weekends. Late hours. Pizza for all three meals. Doing the work of three people at less than the basic wage rate of a American Mc Donald’s fries maker.  Those days are long gone. As have the reasons why I even enjoyed the crazy times.  So when I was asked to staff a weekend media event, the obviously reaction was to think of calling in sick. But then the hibernating little Jiminy Cricket inside mumbled something about being an abominable bore and I thought that a day on a beach couldn’t really be that bad –…

September 28, 2013

Adventure is out there!

I hate to interrupt the Europe series, but they take a while to write and I simply cannot contain the excitement of what was probably the most eventful weekend in the past year!  Most of my weekends are just two days where I do nothing according to routine, just to challenge the monotony of everyday (Read: Sleep late, wake up late, eat, read, sleep, watch series, eat and then go grocery shopping) – and if ever I get a chance to do something even remotely thrilling, laziness gets the better of me. So when Rebecca (RJ, because there is another Rebecca involved in this story – we will call her…

April 2, 2013

Time Flies

Seems like just the other day that I was writing about my first day at my new job, and today marks six months of me being here.  It has been quite the journey, I must say. I’ve written things I thought I was never capable of, learned so much about Oman that surprised me, met some really great people at work, attended the most hilarious meetings and felt like quite a boss. Unlike in India, the photograph-taking culture here isn’t all that prevalent – so on the occasion  I thought I’d put up the group picture we took for the company profile and write a little about the people who have become my team here….

November 17, 2012

An Evening With The Arts

The benefits of being born in an extremely culturally inclined family are manifold. I’ve been educated in Indian classical vocals since I was six and Baba’s love for western classical has ensured that I know a little about the subject. When other parents would be taking their children to parks and amusement centres, my father was booking tickets for three to listen to the Royal Oman Symphony Orchestra at the majestic Al Bustan Palace Hotel. Even though it was quite out of budget. Ever since I left Muscat, I have been yearning to listen to a concerto, a hint of an opera or even a solo performance. Perhaps I didnt…

October 31, 2012

Muscat Travelogue | As Sifah

So when a seven-day long holiday is declared by the Government, one’s natural reaction is – “Lets get the hell out of here!” I was no different. Having researched in detail about budget trips with the family, created excel sheets, pored over the maps of Istanbul, Tehran and Amman with great enthusiasm – I am now equipped to be your certified Middle East tour guide. As what usually happens to anything I am excited about, nothing materialised. Having to write polite decline emails to the travel consultants, I was in a rather rotten frame of mind. Sitting at home for nine days was simply not my idea of fun.  Keeping with…

February 8, 2011


It amazes me how changes in weather patterns affect my state of mind, and overwhelmingly, to say so! At the end of a day wherein my mood was a dripping graph, almost about to dive into the downbeat quadrants, there was sudden lightning, and there came the rains! We’re in that time of the year where one cannot really trust the meteorological department and nearly everyone around you is fending to a leaky nose; In other words, Mother Nature (Yes, am a feminist :p) is temperamental and hasn’t really made up her mind as to whether the winters have actually ended, or the fog and chilly winds still had some…

December 22, 2010

Living in Colour

The organisation I work for professes a philosophy by the name of ‘Living in Colour’, the crux of which is to be able to maintain one’s work-life balance. Increasingly, over the past few months I have noticed that I am the happiest when I am at work. There could be a variety of reasons as to why. For clarity and as I have always maintained that this is a forum where I more often than is normal, talk to myself. So here goes: • I really like the ‘swanky’ new office. It has a glass façade and a lot of sunlight! Not to forget fancy graphics and orange couches •…