May 25, 2020

Indrani Park

One of the scariest things about living miles away from home is that call or text to tell you that someone you loved won’t be there the next time you make your visit home.

February 26, 2020

nostalgia

One of my fondest memories of going home is usually sitting down with old photo albums and spending hours poring over the faces. Faces I can barely remember Faces I never met but could see traces of my button nose or sloping eyes in Faces that make me grin stupidly And of course, the faces I’ve known all my life and love dearly I hardly need to reiterate my fondness for nostalgia – and how better to preserve them than pictures. The hard-cover albums have given way to their digital successors, but the magic is still alive. I’m very excited to spend the rest of the afternoon gamboling through memory…

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…

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…

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.

December 20, 2015

Where is the love?

I know it’s that time of the year where all is good and jolly, but for a while I have struggled with some negativity and I thought that now would be a good time to let it go.  I’m not sure whether this has anything to do with my star sign or the fact that I have been raised with stories of the goodness in people, that I do not yet look for the worst in humankind, at the first go. When I meet someone new, I am usually excited – and find myself thinking that perhaps we will be great friends, perhaps I will find someone as driven to…

February 22, 2015

Some people will spend all their lives trying to get the approval of othersIn return, they will be rewarded with hurt and retributionA true retort as anyIn this cruel cruel world