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The German friend who taught me about the saree heirloom

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  Representative image. Source:PickPik This story always gives me goosebumps whenever I share it with someone. That's why I decided to write about it on my blog. I recently caught up with my friend from Germany, Johanna, whom I've known for over two years now. We finally met in person in June or July of 2023. Our first encounter was with a bunch of friends, so our conversations revolved around common topics, lots of jokes, and laughter. Johanna was back in Bengaluru for her vacation in 2024, and we got together for dinner three times. What caught my attention was that she wore a saree for two of these get-togethers, and she did it all by herself. I was pleasantly surprised by her elegance in a saree and her ability to drape it effortlessly. She told me she loved wearing sarees; the comfort of the fabric and the endearing experience it offered were her reasons. But it was during our second meeting that I had an enlightening conversation with her. We decided to go out for lunch, ...

Finding Meaning in Life's Fleeting Moments: A Poetic Exploration

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   The struggle to wake up early for this was real. But the result was worth it! PC: Sumithra MR (2018)     The river didn’t know he would disappear into the ocean in a few days The flower never knew she would wilt tomorrow The candle didn’t know he would melt in an hour The mayfly didn’t know his dance lasts just a day But, Until end... The river did quench someone’s thirst The flower did act as a token of love The mayfly did cheer the lad on the riverbed who has been waiting for hours for a fish to feed himself and his family. So my friend, Why do you stop trying too early? Why do you stop when you don’t know whom you are cheering? Why do you stop when you are destined not to? Keep going!

The day I met Margaret Atwood!

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Margaret Atwood (Source: Wikimedia Commons)  I don't know the venue yet. All I see is her eyes, red lipstick and her smile. She looked at me and asked me to sit next to her. I saw her solid blue blazer and pants. I couldn't express what I felt at that point as tears rolled down my cheeks. She caught my hand and smiled. All I could do was smile at her now. She patiently waited for me to return back to my senses.Picking myself from there I asked, "What mistake am I making right now? How can I correct it?" She smiled, and said, "You have been pressurizing yourself to write 100%." Seeing my confused expression, she said, "You expect yourself to write always or to put it more accurately, you expect yourself to write 'THE BEST' when you take your pen. Imperfections are fine too. You can pick it up from there later." "Do you do that too?" I asked. "Absolutely!" I heard an alarm which indicated that the time allotted to meet her...

Not a 'regular' gear cycle story

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  Pic source: Pickpik.com During my childhood, I had two categories of friends, no, not male and female. I grew up with boys and hence I belonged to the male crowd games only. So there were two categories, one category had cycles that had two wheels and a handle-bar (if not broken). The other category were ‘elites’ who had cycles with gears. And you ought to gape in awe, when somebody tells you that they have a gear cycle. Why? It is a practice. No questions asked. And some go the extra mile, they have rear view mirrors and a water bottle holder, because you got to show off. I’m also told that to change from one gear to another, you have to exert a pressure and maintain a speed to have the wheels rolling. That is pure Maths, they claim. However, none of them gave me their geared possessions for a ride. Because they believed it wasn’t for the female body. Hence, I came back home and demanded for a gear cycle. Being the mistake child (second child) of my parents, I always got second-...

To share or not to share?

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  Most of us have this conflict in our heads, agree or not? Well, I am not talking about ‘materialistic’ stuff here. That is a completely personal choice. But, is it important to share our minds with people? Let us assume a hypothetical situation, you have won a race or a competition per se. The next thing we would ‘normally’ do is to share the news with our dear and near. But, taking another hypothetical situation, you failed in an exam which you had all hopes of scoring better, will you do the same? Both the situations are subjective from one person to the other but how does ‘talking’ be of any help here? So, I have always had trust issues, which means I don’t trust easily. This also translates that, once trusted, it is forever. Let this be in the backend. Once I decided to quit my job, there was no turning back. I stuck up to the decision. There were multiple opinions from all sides but the decision was already made and was in papers too. However, my mind hadn’t adapted to...