I’ve noticed a pattern in the last few men I’ve dated, echoed also in some of my male friends of similar age. They open with WORK FIRST. They’re managers, they’re artists, they’re performers, they’re entrepreneurs, they’re chefs and architects and engineers. They’re all about how what they’re doing is priority,…
A good friend gifted me ‘E Squared‘, a novel about a cutting-edge/crazy-ass advertising agency, entirely told in the form of electronic communication (blogposts, emails, chats and SMSes). I loved that book so much that I couldn’t wait to read the original that sparked off the idea. E, even better (aren’t…
E Vestigio dropped in a fortnight ago to keep me company, to gup a bit and to cheer me up. She brought with her two books, my belated birthday gifts. Book recommendations from E are always interesting, given her diverse reading habits. Her gifts were ‘The Interpretation Of Murder‘ by…
Some 55-word-stories, related and un-related. ~O~O~O~O~O~O~ The past is a tricky creature. It never quite stays in its place, does it? It defines the path we take. It makes us who we are. And perhaps it says something about who we will be. Can we ever truly detach ourselves from…
I saw the movie yesterday, five days after it was released and at the unlikely time of 3:30 p.m. It felt sort of appropriate considering that the movie seemed to showcase the absolute freedom of the urban Indian woman. The movie was strictly okay. The songs made me cringe, especially…
The Beatles sang, “All you need is love” and they may well have been right. In our increasingly urban world of nuclear families and zero work-life balance, the emotional support system of a loving, caring partner becomes even more important. Ironically, it seems like the demand for such a person…
Like every good Mumbaiker, I would spend about an hour and half commuting to work each morning. Once I got in, I’d perch on my chair, waiting for my colleague to arrive. She’d walk in about 10 minutes later, switch on her computer, rearrange her desk and give me a…
Short and possibly repetitive, it looks like the rest of Reverb10 is going to be. After all, I guess how many introspective questions can there be for an aspiring writer? December 18 – Try. What do you want to try next year? Is there something you wanted to try in…
My third post is up on BlogAdda. Last week I talked about how to build accessibility for a blog through feeds and link-sharing mechanisms. This week I take a look at the exact opposite. While the internet opens you up to a broad range of people and experiences, it also…
If I had to write a book on ‘Things that they never told me about in b-school”, it would run into volumes that no one would read. I suspect that a lot of these things that ‘they never tell us about’ are not meant to be known to us at…
Doing some online housekeeping, I came across some of my old writing. I noticed one of the lesser read blogs and it took me down memory lane, why I used to write it and even why I didn’t try very hard to build its readership. Office Capers was about work…
I sat on the grass for a long time. It felt like it, as I breathed every second that passed. The grass felt comfortable under my butt and thighs. Like a carpet? No, I’m a Mumbai girl, I’m not used to carpets. The park is full of little mounds and…
I’ve already established that my life hasn’t gone according the gameplan. But there’s plenty that I never even accounted for in the plan, that did happen. So much that it never even occurred to me to think of or wish for, that actually happened to me along the way. ~o~o~o~o~o~…
While everyone in the accounts departments sits heavy on numbers and does a stock-taking quarter-by-quarter of the year that was, it occurs to me to do the same with my life. Except this is a three-quarterly review. Of my 29th year. I’ll be 30 this July and it’s an odd…
Somedays I think the only reason I like my job is because I don’t like it too much. That’s to say, I can live without it and hence I can live with it.
I’ve discovered that the only way to survive Monday is to charge at it like you’re on a roller-coaster. Eyes closed, hurtle into it at top speed. It will be over before you know it and what’s more you may even have had fun. You can count the broken bones…
Most people deal with stress by unloading it onto other people. Remember that. I am posting this right now because I’ve just realised this. Work is endless. Pressure is limitless. Competition is infinite. Disapproval boundless. The more you put up with, the more you get dished out. How reasonable is…
Its been a week here at the new place. Everyday I’m having people getting me to make some sort of declaration… “How is it?” “Do you like your job?” “Are the people nice?” The answer to all of those is “I don’t know…yet.” I’m waiting and watching and evaluating and…
