Monday, July 11, 2011

Little women

A story barely known, max from one episode of Friends than anything else. And am reading it today. A bit OTT, a bit preachy. But true lessons, true faith, true love. This doesn't change even across centuries, does it? Everyone must surely find something in some member of the family that reminds them of themselves.

Tuesday, May 3, 2011

I fear when things go too right...

Cos then things go wrong...

Sunday, January 16, 2011

How does losing one parent affect you?

Every year, every month, every day, every illness you get or hear of - you worry about losing the other one.

And this worry spills over to every member in your life. And every moment of joy has an edge of fear.

Wednesday, September 22, 2010

My big fat mallu dance!!!

I danced a mallu dance. For me, for my mil... It was fun. Met my generation in the mallu church, made new friend. Saying 'yes' is quite an adventure..

And I am 2 kgs lighter too!!



















And the dance itself.. Where am I?

Dance video

(putting the link cos that got uploaded, but blog didn't!)

Tuesday, September 7, 2010

Monday, September 6, 2010

My son's in Kerela. My husband at a meeting. Suddenly I have a lot of time to myself... Watched tv... Played with my phone.... Watched more tv... More fb and iPhone... Miss my men, enjoyed the me time... Maybe tomorrow I'll have a bubble bath!!!

Friday, August 20, 2010

Moving on

A lot of new stuff for me this last 2 decades. Someone said we change every 7 years. Can you look at yourself over the last decade or so, and not feel parts of you changing every day?

I changed the day I left school. There was a freedom there. Not from the restrictions of school - I loved those, cos I like rules. But from the restrictions of some of the people there, the narrowness I saw in their hearts.

I changed the day I left junior college. There was sadness there. I made some amazing friends in those 2 years, and time has scattered them all over the world. I miss knowing them like I did. Knowing their dreams. Their hopes. Someone ran away and got married. Someone got a divorce. Someone lost someone. And now all we have is fb to let us see snippets of their lives.

I changed the day I finished my degree. There was accomplishment there. The society needed me to be a graduate to prove myself worthy. But I met my sweetheart there. Learnt real love.

I changed the day I started my first job. There was defeat there. A colleague made fun of me. The company shut it's Indian operations. I didn't have a job for 2 months. I was scared of moving out of the city.

I changed the day I completed my Masters. I was a post-graduate. There was debate there. What does a book teach that real life cannot?

I changed the day I joined my first J2EE job. There was understanding there. I learnt to listen. I learnt to do.

I changed the day I joined my first investment bank. There was growth there. Who I am as a professional today is an amalgamation of 10 years, but the most I have learnt is from the 4 years there. The philosophies, the attitude, the understanding, the teachings.

I changed the day the company went bankrupt. There was shock there. How could this have happened?

I changed the day I resigned. There was amazement there. I didn't think I would do it. Or would want to.

And through the changes that studies and careers bring, life changes affect you most. My sister moved away. My family moved away. My mom died. I got married. I had a son.

Each part of my life, not 7 years, changed me. More will happen in life.

'Beatha leanann'.