Well . . .

 It is Sunday evening. I am alone in my apartment, listening to Simon &Garfunkel. They are good. The thing about their music is you can feel it in you. I am stuck in the song "Scarborough fair" . . . so peaceful and soothing. Perfect for a lonely evening. And yes "The Sound of Silence"-- just beautiful! It just echoes on and on.

After a whole week of monotonous work, struggle for existence... all the "hurry-burry of life" all we need is some peace, which is of course hard to find in a city like Bombay which is shangri la in reverse. Okay, we can have all the fun we want. Go clubbing, dance away all the night, drink, flirt ( in which I suck), have fun etcetra etcetra. But somehow we miss the thing what we exactly are looking for. Don't know about others, but it does happens to me.  Anyways, I was talking about Simon & Garfunkel! So, there is nothing much that I can tell about them, you got to listen their music actually! Trust me it makes you happy :-)

P.S. I am back to blogging...someone told me to ;-)

Beginnings

So... I am here! Mumbai :) and I am happy as I can be. I moved into a nice little apartment and it is pure bliss! I have a flatmate too... so I need not be scared at nights while watching spooky movies :D 

This is not the first time I will staying away from home, but somehow the feelings are different. I feel more responsible and independent. There are no professors or hostel wardens to push me around. I am responsible for what I do... and how I do.

To come to Mumbai has always been my dream... cliché huh? But yes, I always wanted to be here. I came here last December and fell for the city! Traveled in local trains... street shopping in Colaba... eating different food. That time, I stayed in Colaba, south Mumbai. It was a small room, in huge old building. The walls of the building were faded yellow-black from dust and time.  I stayed with a Marathi woman.  I don't know her full name, but everyone calls her Wali Ji. She was around 50 or something, stays alone. In her room, there was a picture of her dead son. The young man was smiling brightly from the frame. I always wondered what actually happened to him, but never asked her. It will always remain an untold story. Anyways, I stayed there for a month. It was an experience. I learnt about the small things in life. Someday, I might visit her again... Will write about it some other time.


Now, I am here again. Happy. Anxious.Curious about what next! Sometimes..well..most of the times, I miss my old friends. I don't know, whether they miss me or not, but i do. I haven't made any new friends yet, but yes, I like my flatmate. She is good. Talkative, but then again..I am a good listener. So, not bad. Will take time... but then I think, I made my first friend.

For the love of food

Cooking was never my cup of tea. Eating is a different thing. I enjoy tingling my taste bud with different foods... desserts are my weak spot. Being a true Indian, I can never say no to spices! Be it the tangy tamarind or the blazing chillies, Indian food has that orgasmic outburst of flavours, which no one can resist.

Coming back to me- I was never really into cooking. My culinary skills were pretty much limited to cooking Maggi and tea bags wala Chai. My attitude was like- “Come on...who cooks? I am not going to be a housewife?”  Well... this attitude did last longer then I expected!

Now,  with a Master’s degree in my kitty and almost a hazy future infront me, I am having a vacation of a lifetime.  However, this gave me the oppurtunity to explore myself, with a little bit help from the Internet Explorer. Facebook,Twitter,Youtube...Online window-shopping  etc  became a great source of enteratinment for me.  This is the 3g generation...what more could you expect? 

It was one such fine day, when I religiously sat with my laptop and began my daily ritual of ‘Googling’ stuff. While randomly surfing the internet, I came across a recipie for Chocolate fudge. The picture was  tempting enough to make me drool. The recipe also looked quite easy and realistic for a ‘kitchen dummy’  like me.  So, I got the necessary ingredients and got ready to do some real cooking. I almost memorised the recipe a zillion times to avoid any blunder.   But everything was pretty smooth- the batter as well as me!

After much hard work and the constant grumbling of our cook for messing up the whole kitchen,  my Chocolate fudge was ready. It will be too modest of me if I say the fudge tasted okay, because it was perfect, just like I wanted it to be!

Don’t be surprised if you find me in the kitchen with my laptop... well I am pretty much into cooking these days!

My  first ever Chocolate Fudge!! :)  It actually tasted much better...than it looks !! ;)

(This got published in The Sentinel today) :) happy me!!

Happy me

It's been almost two weeks, since I updated my blog... well so many things have been going on right now in my life, I hardly have time to think and write something! 

First..I got a JOB in Mumbai! It is a trainee copy-editor post and  I am super excited! :D With that dose of excitement came many other things... like booking tickets, arranging accommodations and the BIGGEST convincing my parents that I can live and work in a big city. That was the toughest part. Ma is apprehensive as usual and papa though worried, he is not giving up on me! But all are happy and proud that I finally I got a job. After numerous phone calls and extensive house hunt, I got a nice little place to stay- thanks to the sunshine of my life Sunny !!

So, tickets are booked, found a place to stay and I am all ready to leave my nest. Bit tensed but I am not giving up.

Apart from that, my article on Citizen journalism and New media got published in The Sentinel, one of the oldest and popular newspaper in Assam. Another article is coming up this Sunday in its' magazine Melange.

I am super duper excited!!

So many things are happening in my life,  just as I planned and wanted. I am ever thankful to my parents for their support and love and also thankful to Sunny for his lessons on positive vibes. And The Almighty for blessing me with these precious people in my life :)

There is so much more to come.... fingers crossed.

And here is the link to my article- The rise of a new avatar !!

Inspiration!

How would a normal 15 year old girl spend her summer holidays? Hang out with friends..summer camps...drool over vampire movies etc etc or maybe for a change be a mayor!

Yes! That's what Bashaer Othman did. Othman a 15 year old, became the youngest girl in the world to serve as a mayor. 

I was casually surfing some news websites, when I came across this report in the CNN website-"15 year old Palestinian girl becomes the Mayor". I was truly amazed.

 This young girl is now handling official matters, chairing  meetings and making developmental goals as a mayor of Allar, a small Palestinian town.  Phewww.... :P

This really should inspire the youths of today. Instead of creating hullabaloos and simply sharing links about reforming the government or the society, on their Facebook accounts they should actually try doing something, which is not virtual!

Today this news made my day, though it wasn't a breaking news or something. This young girl has proved that nothing is impossible,  all we need is a little bit of determination and dedication.

 Aaahaa...I already feel inspired!! :D

Get inspired !!

So many

There are so many things I would like to do...so many places I would like to visit ...so many movies I would like to watch..so many things I would like to buy....

SO MANY...

Sometimes I feel, I am just day dreaming about things to happen *sigh*
But then again, what's life without these wishes?

Who's who

The society that we live in is comprised of a rare but not extinct species-the human beings. Human beings can be classified into-Men and Women. However, when we are discussing about men and women; many things comes to our mind besides their physical differences.

Since centuries, there always has been turmoil and confrontation between the sexes. With that came highly complicated terms like- Feminism and Machoism, which made the relationship between  men and women a bit more complex. Theories are propagated, books are written, films are made; but are these really reflecting the differences between the sexes? The society has fabricated these differences in the minds of the people; and yes, we can blame our forefathers.

“Men don’t cry, Women don’t fume”- is a typical phrase quoted by some unknown person, and since then it is a tag carried on by men and women. Men too proud to confess their weakness and women too weak to confess their pride. But as Bob Dylan says in his song

“Come writers and critics 

Who prophesize with your pen
And keep your eyes wide
The chance won't come again
And don't speak too soon
For the wheel's still in spin
And there's no tellin' who
That it's namin'
For the loser now
Will be later to win
For the times they are a-changin”

Yes! The times are changing, the wheels of hope and dreams are taking wing. Gone are those days when women are treated inferior and weak by society. Sometimes instead of just sitting around and complaining about the government or the media, we should thank them. A little bit of gratitude never hurts. They definitely are working  for the development of the society.

Coming to equality- Men and Women are created equally,but with different abilities; and that’s where the difference lies.