Sunday, March 3, 2013

Better dreams

The Lord has better plans for me than I would ever dream of for myself

Saturday, March 2, 2013

It is well, with my soul

Quiet Saturday afternoon, sitting in my room, hearing nothing but the faint sound of cars in the distance.
Spotting a few rays of sun through my window, warming the roof of the building across the road
Flipping through old blog posts, laughing at the thoughts of 22-year old me.
Enjoying the evanescent feeling of contentment, of being happy with life as it is.



It is well, with my soul



Saturday, February 16, 2013

Walking on the sea and other things


Finland in Winter


Finland in the Summer (at 11pm)


                                           London (on most days of the year)



Friday, February 15, 2013

Dumb charades

I woke up this morning to a video posted by many of my friends on Facebook- a video called Dumb Charades. What starts out as a cute family ad, however, quickly morphs into something that you would like to wish away- a tale of child sexual abuse.

True, the subject isn't new but there is a poignancy with which the director handles the issue, primarily because he doesn't take recourse to using jargon. The story is told as the child is best equipped to tell it, as part of a game, through his actions. It's hard to capture the effect that the ad has, in words, but it does serve as a stark reminder of how vulnerable children are and how parents can be caught off guard.


Monday, February 11, 2013

Ira Glass on why your work disappoints you!

 “Nobody tells this to people who are beginners, I wish someone told me. All of us who do creative work, we get into it because we have good taste. But there is this gap. For the first couple years you make stuff, it’s just not that good. It’s trying to be good, it has potential, but it’s not. But your taste, the thing that got you into the game, is still killer. And your taste is why your work disappoints you. A lot of people never get past this phase, they quit. Most people I know who do interesting, creative work went through years of this. We know our work doesn’t have this special thing that we want it to have. We all go through this. And if you are just starting out or you are still in this phase, you gotta know its normal and the most important thing you can do is do a lot of work. Put yourself on a deadline so that every week you will finish one story. It is only by going through a volume of work that you will close that gap, and your work will be as good as your ambitions. And I took longer to figure out how to do this than anyone I’ve ever met. It’s gonna take awhile. It’s normal to take awhile. You’ve just gotta fight your way through.” 



Wednesday, December 26, 2012

The "I'm @ Home" Chapter

To make sense of this list, you might have to read the previous posts

  • Taking a red-eye flight HOME to mom and dad.
  • Getting off the flight and straight to breakfast at a relative's house, followed by visits to multiple relatives
  • Watching dad get lost while driving in Abu Dhabi and forcing Mom to ask for directions of every Tom-Dick and Harry, even those who my Mum said didn't LOOK like they would know the directions.
  • Eating fried chicken and chips on the highway to Dubai.
  • Coaxing my Mom and Dad that I do not need to buy more stuff at the moment
  • Eating chicken biriyani at home
  • Lying in my bed relaxing, dozing and reading my St Clare's collection all over again for the gazillionth time
  • Joining my Dad on his Googling exploits.
  • Eating lunch and then grabbing another bite from Mom's lunch when she gets home from work.
  • Speaking in code with Mom to avoid conversations being overheard and understood by strangers
  • Making a quick dekko to Fujairah and eating heaps of yum stuff at Monchayan's. Catching a quick conversation with Daisymamma, sitting on the patient's bed in her clinic and happily accepting Threptin biscuits (I love them).
  • Roaming around Pakistaani bazaar with Dad looking for scarves
  • Enjoying Beena's auntie's yummy kappa and fish curry and Becky's awesome chicken that they so kindly brought over
  • Mom ensuring that I ate everything I loved on my last day, which meant shawarma for an evening snack and kebabs and ribs for dinner
  • Popping in to my neighbours' late at night to say hello and goodbye.
  • Taking a nap before packing
  • Telling my mom not to make anything but knowing fully well that despite my protests, she was going to make chocolate fudge and cutlets.
  • Eating some chocolate fudge pudding before going to bed at 2am and doing the crossword with Mom for a few minutes before we both nodded off.
  • Eating cutlets for breakfast and setting out for the airport, with my Dad and Mom praying for me and entrusting me to the Lord's hands.
I got on to that flight
asking myself why I was going back to London...
knowing that life has moved on and yet wanting to reclaim parts of it

After writing all of this, I suddenly realized that I am not content with word pictures alone. If you have any pictures of my trip, send them please.

The Mumbai layover and Bangalore chapter


The Layover chapter
  • Having a 7-hour layover in Mumbai airport, vacillating between doing office work and Googling on my phone to see if there were any spas in the vicinity, all the while knowing that I was never going to actually go. 
  • Suddenly realizing that I hadn't had my customary Iced-Eskimo coffee in India and realizing that CCD at the airport was probably my last shot of getting it before I left the country
  • Connecting to the wireless at the airport and doing a little work while waiting for my Iced Eskimo and wait for it... Butter Chicken and Rice. Turns out CCD now does Indian food...no fun...it tasted like the Brit version of Butter Chicken.
  • Lounging on one of the lazy chairs at Mumbai airport for a good two hours and thinking that was the only time I was alone on my journey and that life was actually good.
  • Sending a long sentimental email to a friend leaving London
  • Buying a book for every journey that I took. Judy, I got yours at Bombay airport.


The Bangalore Chapter
  • Laughing at Pappachayan telling me that he was looking for a "bulky" girl at the airport and surprising Valsamamma at the airport.
  • Seeing Kocha and family and Tanya's kids for the first time
  • Visiting ALL the neighbours possible with Valsamamma
  • Spending the entire afternoon with Eleena, watching my lanky, only Cola guzzling-chocolate and energy bar-consuming cousin in action as a wonderful, ever capable mother of two
  • Chatting with Jaden and little Julianne till they fell asleep...little darlings that they are.
  • Meeting my dad's cousins, who came all the way to see me
  • Chatting till there was only an hour left for me to go to the airport and suddenly deciding to take a power nap on the couch