No room for honesty

Yep. That’s what I gathered from my yesterday’s “talk”. And a few more. There is no need to be honest (because people can’t tolerate honesty). If you want to be honest, do that with your family (but don’t we say that workplace is like our second home and colleagues are like our extended family? So…

The little girl in me

The little girl in me likes to live in a world of fantasy. This started when I really was a little girl. I used to daydream about having a lot of money. So much, that I could buy anything without worrying about the price. That fantasy seems natural now. It is obvious actually. Given that…

Decryption of dreams

This morning I had a series of weird dreams. *** There were people gathered near a chowk in my hometown. I spent my childhood in that area, I guess that’s why I see that chowk very frequently in my dreams. Some people from that area, some were relatives. And sure enough, some people from my…

Salt

Salt is a necessary element in our life. Yes, we all know that. It is not a life altering epiphany. I just realized it, yet again. Today, the food I brought from home for lunch, did not have salt. Even with all the indian spices, and a lot of vegetables, it tasted bland. I ate…

Quote of the Day #006

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Being (Un)grateful

I’m feeling a tad bit better. My vision is no more blurry. My itching and twitching  persists. I often feel that my body fixtures are misplaced. That my arm should probably be rotated three degrees clockwise. Or my fingers should be more together. Know what I’m saying? Anyway. In this fit of feeling creepy and vulnerable, I start to get increasingly picky. There are two things that…

Being Bilingual

I usually think in English. Naturally, our thought process is in our mother tongue. So how and when did I befriend this language, English? There’s history, errrrr… story behind it. When I was in schools, I wanted to improve my English Communication. I always received good comments on my written English skills. I was not…

Festivals in India

India has amalgamated culture, and a lot of festivals. What do festivals mean in India? It means playing music in the loudest possible, ground thumping, walls-shaking volume from dawn to mid-night; and torturing others thus. Jai Hind!