a memoir of etchings and wanderings
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 … Continue reading “Restart.” →
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 … Continue reading “Ma’salama” →
…everything will be different. A lot I love would be left behind. A number of new experiences will await. It is unnerving, to say the least.
This year hasn’t been the most productive for the blog, but I’ve tried to keep it alive by documenting my travels and random thoughts. As is tradition, I thought I’d put together highlights from 2015. So here goes – in no particular order! > Spent Pujo in Calcutta with my parents, grandmother and extended family. Good times. > Finally took a trip with Ankita and Aditya. Since Chops and I … Continue reading “Roundup” →
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 … Continue reading “Where is the love?” →
It just dawned me on a few days ago that this September marked three years of my move from India to Oman. It was a dizzying thought, to picture how the time had flown past. When most people ask me what it is like, here – I usually complain. I find myself harping over the 10 months of summer, the lack of public transportation, the general aura of apathy that … Continue reading “Counting blessings.” →
For years I have been intrigued by the largest and oldest inhabited continent on the planet, the melting pot of culture and civilization from time immemorial, the home to the wildest and the gentlest – Africa. The only time I have stepped in it was as a teenager, when my parents took me to Egypt, and I distinctly remember being stunned by all what it had to offer, even at … Continue reading “South African Sojourn” →
Oprah Winfrey once said, and I would like to quote and edit: “If friends people disappoint you over and over, that’s in large part your own fault. Once someone has shown a tendency to be self-centered indifferent, you need to recognize that and take care of yourself; people aren’t going to change simply because you want them to.” As I grow older, I see people drifting apart, little by little. Some friends … Continue reading “(Untitled)” →
They say that the friends you make at school and college are the ones who last a lifetime. I wasn’t so fortunate during school, but met the most wonderful people during my years in Pune and Gurgaon – and I am ever so grateful. When Ankita and I lived and worked together at Edelman, things were not always painless and tranquil, given our limited means, but I think of those … Continue reading “Paris of the East” →