Another rant, free write #MondayMusings

It is 12.40 by my watch. I have written at least five drafts and deleted them ten times. I am wondering if this will follow the same suit. Sundays usually aren’t the days I should be writing. Too many ideas, too many wishes and too many regrets flood back at...

What do I wish to learn from a seven year old me

It so happened that one of the days my mother got late in picking me up from school. I must not have been anything over seven and those days school used to get over by 12. With every other child having left the class I slowly picked up my bag, dragged my feet and sat...

Ten things you didn’t know about me!

For the longest time I have been reading people’s views and disagreements on happiness. Or what they perceive to be such. I was fifteen and in love. With myself, of course. And that idea got so highly rooted in my soul that every second of my life got dedicated...

Are you irreversibly irrelevant in your own life? #MondayMusings

Are you? Relevance.  Most of us human beings find life as we do either due to lack of this emotion or overwhelming buckets of it. Relevance. Trace human history and you can clearly see interceding examples of great depth or low signifying the presence (or absence) of...

Who is your Puma Chappal?

Idiosyncrasies. I have one too many to list all of them here. But I shall attempt to capture today one such red herring that alienates me from rest of the world. Or rather makes me special *smiles and flashes the dimple* Footwear. I have always as a child had some...

Diary Entry Circa 2012- I

I am very. Very very. Ashamed to tell you. That…… the diary I carry to work has…… run out of pages. I feel as guilty as the first person in examination hall who asks for ‘Extra Sheet.’ Anyways this mishap led to another one. In my...

Are we still our nine-year-old selves? #MondayMusings

I was nine years old when the movie Bombay was released. Our whole extended family had gone to watch it in a theater nearby. In those days kids below the age of five were not required to get themselves tickets and additionally not be allotted seats as well. And like...

Malsej Ghat- weekend getaway ‘plan’

I am not known for in depth travel plans. Husband is. And I often lie through my teeth to make him believe I have ‘researched’ enough for a trip to give it a go. But husbands come easy and best friends? Well lets see how this post goes 🙂 Malsej Ghat was a...

Taking up a morning schedule is me!

Procrastination? It has started to sound more like assassination to me. Given the number of dreams, ideas and intentions it takes down with it. Killing a thought now has a new terminology for human race. Yes no aces for that guess. If google is your best friend (I...

Why did I fire my maid?

Very recently I happened to fire my maid. Yes you women may read the last three words again and shudder. It took a lot of strength and strong intentions to put the act in motion. Not to forget complete procrastination that lasted more than a year. She was rude from...