Thinking Out Loud...

Spring is here! declare the fragrant hyacinths. What a display of color and beauty. Hope this is a sign of better days to come. 2020 has been tough for everyone, hope 2021 brings peace and joy to us all!    

Rest in peace my dear Sophie... July 1998-July 2013

Trying times, times of utter despondency, are as essential, if not more, than the moments of profound happiness in life. It may seem counterintuitive, but more often than not, a difficult time brings our inner voice to the surface, where we can hear it. If we follow this voice, we may begin to walk towards finding out the truth about life. Imagine standing still in the middle of a busy street during the busiest shopping time of the year. You can hear people talking, babies crying, cars swooshing past you, music playing on loudspeakers, and then imagine all that noise slowly fading into the background... till you hear nothing but your heart beating. That's the kind of clarity that can be brought about by profound grief. I wonder about these trying times and what they signify in our life...be it something bad that has happened to us, or something bad that we did. These dark places must exist for a reason. Sometimes these difficult patches are mere bumps in the way, and sometim...

I think most of the Indian females will share my frustration over shopping for clothes in the US. It's the most agonizing process trying to find the best size, fit and style that also fits your budget. Being an odd size (given that Indian women are smaller in height and width than the average American) doesn't help at all. Some things that are inherent in the design of clothes in the American market make me really mad...for example...extremely plungy neck lines, extremely short waist lines (leads to involuntary flashing when you try to bend or sit), extremely thin fabric and extremely short dress lines. What's up with that? Guys on the other hand, who don't require covering up of body parts as much as women, have full coverage everywhere. Why men's swimwear is long (till the knees) while women's swim suits barely cover the bare essentials is a big question mark for me. I don't want my business to become everybody else's business every time I go out. I am...

Who do you think is the real Santa Clause? -It's the Fedex guy! ...since he is the one who brings all the goodies to your doorstep. Where do you think is Santa's workshop? -Oh no, it's not at the North pole...It's in China!

The more I know about things, the more illiterate I feel. You know the feeling…that there’s so much to know about in this world, that you feel one lifetime is inadequate. I guess everyone has felt this at some point in their life. Physics, chemistry, biology, politics, geography, you name it, the subjects are endless. There’s so much of knowledge in this world that it makes me wonder if it’s ever possible to know everything about everything? And the funny part is, as a child, I felt school teaches us everything…naivety, thy name is childhood! Age teaches us how clueless we really are… Whenever I read something about physics, I wish I had taken it up as a vocation…then I go and read something else and it makes me want to be in that profession…Till now I have wanted to be a doctor, physicist, philosopher, writer, song writer, DJ, musician, chef, veterinarian, biologist, environmental engineer, journalist, dog psychologist, zoo keeper, teacher (of what I don’t know), an honest politic...