a memoir of etchings and wanderings
Yesterday I happened across a meme stating that January 6 is the last day to say ‘Happy New Year’, and I took it as a sign that my 2022 wrap-up could work around that timeline too. Last year felt oddly uneventful and I found myself thinking about where the year went and what I did. I’ve been working on this list for a few weeks and now that it is … Continue reading “Run Through Twenty Twenty-Two“ →
It seems like just the other day that I was living amid cardboard boxes and tripping over rolls of packing tape. All in the efforts of trying to wrap our lives up to embark on this adventure as new, slightly nervous, first-time homeowners. And somehow, this week it’s been a whole year to that day. A home in the wildflowers. In its name and literally all around it. I was … Continue reading “A year among the Wildflowers” →
Is it unprecedented to write a rundown of the year in August? I guess so. However, in a series of years where the word unprecedented has become a staple, it is probably poetic. If I had a penny for the number of times that I sat down to revive my dormant blog over the past couple of years, I’d be the proud owner of one of those fancy Dyson hairdryers. … Continue reading “Catching Up” →
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.
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 … Continue reading “nostalgia” →
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 … Continue reading “Some Good” →
I’m quite aware that I am probably one of the 12 people in the world who still use the Swarm (erstwhile Foursquare) app. But this morning it reminded me that it had been a year to the day that I hopped on a plane to begin what was going to be a slightly modified version of the great American road trip that I had always dreamed of. On the anniversary … Continue reading “August in the Midwest ?” →
One of the first fun memories I have, after moving to the States was the July fourth trip that I took to Minneapolis. It began not very different from several memorable trips I’ve taken – it started with a Google chat ping. I was a part of a conversation between Akshay V. and his childhood friend (and someone I’d heard loads about from common friends), Tulika where they were discussing … Continue reading “Minnesota Nice” →
I can barely remember what I was feeling, this time last year. I recall a vague anxiety with a pinch of excitement. But that’s about it. But I know for sure that today marks a whole year of me moving away from home to live in the United States. A year that has been oddly educating and definitely humbling. I…missed being amidst loved ones during festivals, family dinners and important … Continue reading “From May to May…” →
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 … Continue reading “About a Story…” →