While death is destined to arrive for one and all past one year has seen most of us losing our loved ones to this virus. Some of those who have passed would have perhaps survived a few more months, years, had it not been for the virus.
Perhaps that’s why the loss feels personal at some level. Even if you don’t know the person who passed personally.
But then there’s conscience. Some people have been hateful. Some people have wished for death for people like you and me (‘Sanghis’) and then have lost their loved one. How does one feel…
I have always been socially awkward person. I may appear all friendly in my online avatar, but in reality I am this weird, shy person who’d quietly sip on her water in a room full of familiar people.
Also one of the reasons I never made many friends.
But I have had tonnes of crushes. I continue to have them. I hope at least one of my current crushes reads this post too.
Some of my actions, while harmless, could appear to be borderline creepy to some people. Like this one time when I had a crush on this guy…
With great freedom comes great responsibility. If you have right to offend, you also get to face consequences. It may or may not be proportionate to the ‘offence’ but it is how it is.
No one should have to lose their job for having a particular political ideology. Or religion. Or caste. But one must really be mindful of what one puts out on the Internet. It stays up there forever.
Whether you meant it that way or not.
We live in politically charged times and have reached a point where there’s no turning back.
Don’t let your hate get to you.
There are many things important than politics.
I have never been a religious person. Not to say I don’t believe in it. But I never got around to religiously follow a routine of praying to Gods every day as a ritual.
I have a small ‘mandir’ if you may say so in my house where I have put pictures of Gods and Goddesses but even there I don’t bow down my head everyday. I feel my Gods will understand that and will not hold my not praying to them every day against me when I have to face them after leaving this mortal world. …
One of the hardest things to do in life is to love yourself. By that I don’t mean being the ‘main apni favourite hoon’. No. It is to acknowledge that you have your own issues. And to make conscious efforts to heal. Sometimes, we are toxic to our own selves.
It is so easy to not ignore the problem areas and hope it will go away on its own.
We all come with emotional baggage. If you are a smoker, you have underlying issues you need to tackle. No addiction is without any underlying problem.
Over the years, I found…
Hinchko. My favourite place in the entire world is on a hinchko.
Hinchko is a swing found in homes. Most Gujarati homes have one. Hinchko derives its name from ‘hinch’, also a Gujarati dance form where the dancer ‘swings’ from one side to other on the beats of a dhol. Left-twist-squat-twist-right-squat. Hinchko is therapeutic.
Hinchko is a place for socialising. Friends, family, neighbours gather around, sit, discuss things from politics to state of Indian economy to family issues.
My grandmother used to spend hours on the hinchko, thinking of the years gone by as the days go by.
Having spent some contemplative moments, I have come to the conclusion that you are a reflection of your thoughts. Especially about others.
If you are always suspecting people, accusing them of planning and plotting against you or gossiping about you, you are quite likely doing these things yourself, thereby breaking the trust of people around you. Also why you would find it hard to trust others. Not only because your trust has been broken many times in the past but because you have broken others’ trust way too many times.
One way to better mental health is to weed out such sick people from your lives because they will push you towards your goal. They do not deserve the mental space because they are toxic.
Sometimes I am glad some people are out of my life. Life is much better. Calmer.
(May contain spoilers)
I saw season 3 of 13 Reasons Why the other day. I found first two seasons also quite disturbing and season 3 wasn’t any less. It triggers a lot of emotions and general memories of being bullied. Of the times you had been an unintentional bully. Essentially, a lot of feelings.
I, of course, have some thoughts on the series and general emotions I felt through the series.
Year 2019 is the year I have decided to conquer my fears.
Well, not all of them. But at least make a beginning.
It has been a while since we took off from the city and had a vacation. Delhi summers are not the most pleasant things to happen to anyone. When the mercury soared to 48 degrees, registering one of the hottest days ever in the history of Delhi, we decided to head to the mountains.
Except, the heat was such that even the nearby weekend getaway places (and Delhi is blessed with many in the neighbouring states of…
I was pursuing to be a chartered accountant when fate decided to intervene and gave me a nudge to follow something I had always dreamt of: writing. With no prior writing or journalism experience, I knew I was on a thin ground.
But I knew I could write and I knew I could learn and learn to write better. Writing, after all, is an art, right? I joined a leading financial daily in Ahmedabad. I thought I’d combine my love for writing with my strong finance background and perhaps business journalism is my calling afterall.
Barely four months into my…
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