Day 320: One day in Bangkok (or day one in Bangkok)
The idea to go to Thailand cropped up at the unlikeliest of times. But the alacrity with which we got around to booking tickets, figuring out where to go, how to get there and all the nitty gritty...
View ArticleDay 321: In which I turned into a beached whale
The trip from Chumphon to Koh Tao by catamaran took about an hour and a half. Again, I’d read horror stories about choppy seas and swaying boats that caused much seasickness and drenched luggage. But...
View ArticleDay 322: One night in Bangkok
The last time I was in Thailand, I was so hyper-focused on the beach, that we planned to be there for a bulk of the trip, sandwiching it with a grace period of 1.5 days in Bangkok on either side. And...
View ArticleDay 340: Happy high
I began the weekend by posting this picture on Instagram because I missed the blue skies, the sunburns skin, the green waves and the unencumbered time to read. Here’s why. December was to begin with...
View ArticleDay 350: Ohhaii again, Bangalore
I touched down in cold, cold Bangalore yesterday. I cannot believe how lucky I’ve been this year, with umpteen trips back home to visit this city, my folks and some of my fondest friends. I love love...
View ArticleDay 357: Cutting the fat
If there’s one unifying theme that ties all my travels, in and out of Goa this year, it has been the spontaneity that kicked all plans to action and the unbelievable effortlessness right through every...
View ArticleDay 366: December
It doesn’t take a genius to read the impossible levels of drivel I posted at the start of the month, to tell that I’ve been in a slump. My brain has been impossibly foggy, my motivation levels...
View Article2016
So it’s done. What I’ve called the most forgettable, shitty year, time and time again, is over. It’s true that last year I had more than a fair share of lows. But it’s also true that in bouncing from...
View ArticleInconsequential posts you really don’t need to read
You know you’ve been off the grid and out of the work force for far too long when you feel the need to prep for a skype call. I still take my appointments seriously. Half an hour in advance, I decided...
View ArticleTen reasons why I love the girls I’m in long distance relationships with
(AKA things a man friend will likely not be good for) The effortless way in which we can go into collective raptures over anything from this delicious Instagram account to why Hidden Figures was so...
View ArticleI get by with a lot of help from my friends
Honestly speaking, I’m all into this mindful seizing of day, living in the present business. I really am. For the most part. But for the longest time now, I have literally felt like I am existing...
View ArticleIn-stages
By no deliberate design the frequency of my Instagram updates dwindled at the start of the year. Scrolling back the other day, I realised that aside from work updates, my feed (before April began, that...
View ArticleWhat coming home feels like: Love and abundance
For many years while I was away, I believed I missed absolutely no part of my life back home. It sounds extreme, but for a brief while, this was entirely true. Call it the honeymoon period, or whatever...
View ArticleWhat coming home feels like: kinship, quietude and becoming
With four months in Bangalore now behind me, I find myself taking stock. I’ll be honest, Bangalore is not a silver bullet to the complicated “where do we go from here” situation VC and I had been in...
View ArticleWhat coming home feels like: finding new comfort in old places
Nothing prepared me for the kind of freshness this new beginning in an old home would bring. I thought I was wiping the slate clean and starting over. I hadn’t the faintest clue that so much of this...
View ArticleBrain noodles
It dawned on me this week that growing up doesn’t have to happen at the expense of the child inside of me. That a major part of the self development piece involves acknowledging that child/younger self...
View ArticleWhat coming home feels like: making friends edition
When I was preparing to move to Bangalore, I wondered about feeling lonely and isolated in a city of nameless faces. I didn’t particularly fancy the thought of making friends all over again. Nor did I...
View ArticleGrow
I’ve been meaning to write about how I’m feeling, and what a positive difference being in a new place, surrounded by all the right elements I most needed, has done for me. It has sparked a lot of...
View ArticleJoyful
My life has new breath. My breath has new life. My heart, it’s so full. Advertisements Filed under: life and times Tagged: Change, Hits the spot, La vita e bella, Life in Goa, Peeps, Photographs
View ArticleJust do the next right thing, one thing at a time. That’ll take you all the...
I’ve been in this floaty in-between space, I call my extended time of transition, for so long now. First I was transitioning from Goa to Bangalore, then from my parent’s home to my own. At some point I...
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