All posts filed under: Thoughts

Pass or Fail?

It’s funny how sometimes the memories section on Facebook with just one picture can bring to the fore a plethora of memories. Some of which you cherish, some you regret and then there are those that you have been trying to forget for as long as you can remember. The picture I saw today was of my graduation from college, black robes and hat throwing, the whole nine yards! I graduated from KC (believe me, you don’t want to learn the whole name) with a degree in Mass Media and a major in “how to survive Mumbai”. I entered college with 84% marks, my School President batch still pinned onto my pencil pouch, a head full of ideas on what I wanted to do with my newly attained freedom (Yes, I had been liberated from the dictator called Dad and the jail called Kuwait). I was now in what was, only the most happening city in India, Mumbai, as they like to call it or Bombay, as I like to call it or Bumbai as …

Life at the Terminal

When I watched Tom Hanks’s The Terminal, I was left confused and am quite undecided even today on whether it’s a tale of resilience or a story about the helpless acceptance by a man of his circumstances. The way Hanks watches people come and go, all the while making himself comfortable on an airport terminal, hoping to someday return home is almost soul shattering. That’s what living in Kuwait feels like sometimes. As an expat who was brought-up in a country where you will always remain somewhat of an outsider; it is not very different from what living at an airport would be like. Every new arrival in here I think goes through the seven stages of recovery: Shock: Culture shock I think is way greater for western expats than for those of us who come from the developing world. While we move from a third world country where you could get killed for eating beef or hacked for being a blogger, Westerners (or those from first world countries) move into an environment where you could be deported …

2015 in Pictures

Since everyone in the whole wide world (WWW) is recollecting fond memories of 2015, I thought I might as well jump onto the band wagon. Here is a list of events from 2015 that made me ecstatic, took my breathe away or made me realise that life is in fact moving forward – one step at a time. The snow covered morning in Istanbul made me realise that I had come a long way from home. Although the trip did not go exactly as planned, I have a feeling it couldn’t have gone any better. A balloon ride on the birthday in Capadoccia, Turkey. Of all the ways that I had imagined to spend my birthday, this was never on the list, therefore I present to you serendipity at its very best. Although this picture in Pamakkule, Turkey looks absolutely breathtaking (if I may say so myself), the walk in the cold weather on uneven limestone deposits, the rain and the general discomfort are not visible in the image. Very similar to life I suppose, …

The Frayed Ends of Friendship…

Remember when the two of you used to be best friends, and couldn’t wait to tell each other stuff. Maybe not everything, but the important stuff or the funny stuff or the heart breaking stuff. And now, you see each other, node politely, exchange a kind word or two, promise to catch up and then go your own merry way. How many friendships did you have that have now seen the same fate? Doesn’t it intrigue you to see how things have changed? Slowly one day at a time, change has crept up and certain equations that once were your lifeline, are now nothing more than weird, lets-behave-like-nothing-ever-happened moments. I remember being 21, back then if I lost a friend I would not be able to sleep for nights. It was like a calamity. Now, the older I get, the easier it becomes to move on, to let things be, instead of calling up and confronting people about what went wrong. A part of me says, that with age my ego and cynicism towards relationships …

Ms.Fit

Now before you start judging a book by its cover, no this blog has got nothing to do with staying fit and healthy. Not in the physical sense of the word at least. Its got to do with mental health or peace; with fitting-in, be it with a group of friends or in an organisation. Somehow I was find myself at the losing end of this stick all the time. I promise you I have tried to blend-in but mostly I stick out, like a sore thumb! The natural reaction to this is for me to blame the world, but for once I think I need an out of body experience. I love to tell the stories, but this time I am going to jump right to the conclusion. Yes I did disappoint a lot of people with my recent art of scene creation but the one person I disappointed the most was me. The last time I had an outburst ( by now you can guess I have my fair share of outbursts) I …

There is fire at the end of my pen

In the October of 2012, I got fired. I had a huge argument with my boss, post which it was clear, that the only way for me to go in that company was – OUT! I came home, called Shephali and on hearing the news she said, “Now you will finally have the time to start that blog you have been thinking about.”

Again! What day is it today?

I think I am a forward thinking human being, at least when it come to Sale times and buying what I might need in the near or very distant future. And that is precisely why I bought my mom’s birthday gift in February. Yes, you got that right, February! (Because that’s when ALDO had a sale.)

I am fat & I know it!

I am slowly going from lady to round and I am aware of it. My self-confidence as far as my body image is concerned is buried 6 feet under my fat. Maybe deeper. So just in case you find the insane urge to tell me about it. DON’T.