Hello December 


Today is finally December 1st, a socially acceptable day to start feeling Christmas-y!

One of my favorite childhood memories involves Christmas, it is the most wonderful time of the year indeed. I decorated the house with fairy lights, a small tree, loads of tinsel, the works.. I already feel better about the year.

2016 has definitely been a tough year for many many reasons, but it’s also been lovely in some ways, but somehow I feel the lovely ones break my heart more because those moments have passed, and I’m not sure some of those will ever happen again, so this is all the more reason for me to welcome December with my arms wide open, and a heart full of wishes..

I hope you have a wonderful December, and bid 2016 goodbye in style.

More from me soon, won’t stay away from here too long. Until next time. Enjoy December ❤️

xo

Three Years..

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Just saw the notification that my favorite corner on the internet, this Blog, turns 3 years old today.

I registered on WordPress and created this page on 01-11-2013 with utter excitement and after numerous posts, this site still gives me the same joy it did on day one.

This space has been my savior, my solace, my motivation, and most of all it has been a place for me to write, and for that I will be eternally grateful.

I sometimes wonder what it is I want to convey, and don’t really find an answer, because this blog isn’t just about ONE thing.I don’t really have one cause which makes me feel like I’m here to save the world, I can never be that presumptuous. I’d be glad if I could just save myself… I digress…

This blog is about many many things, and I hope that you, my dear reader, enjoy it as much as I do.

Thank you for reading..❤

Until next time, keep coming back🙂

xo

31 Oct – Time to Celebrate

As one more month rolls by, I can’t help but feel a little sad that in 2 months, 2016 will be over. The concept of time is only becoming more and more prominent and every time I spend time with people I like, the first and last thing on my mind is that this is a moment that will be remembered. It helps me be more present in the “here and now”.

2016 has been a mixed bag so far, with a lot of moments that have forced me to face reality, and I’m sure it’s not just with me. But then so was 2015, for me, by the end of October in 2015, I remember thinking I’m done with 2015!, and 2016 is going to be something amazing. But the more I think about it, the more I feel like I have it backwards. Life shouldn’t be about waiting for an event in the near/distant future where everything will magically be perfect, where stars align and life is suddenly picture perfect. The ONLY life we’re sure of, is happening right now. With all the mess, the complications and everything wonderful as well.

So lets go ahead and celebrate it.

Cherish the here and now, love the people around you, call your friends who you’ve been missing and make plans (Actual plans where you meet and spend time), travel, do things that bring you joy and don’t for one second apologize for it.

If you love clicking selfies and sharing them, go and do it.

If you love reading a book, and lose yourself in the world of fantasy that only books can give you, go and do it.

Go and travel as much as you can…

You get the point…

I’ve been trying to live this way, more so than before, and people around me have started to notice it. In the last week, I’ve been told, not once, but twice, that I look so happy! And you know what, I am. It has to be my most favorite compliment yet.

So here’s the only thing I am trying to say in this post, Celebrate NOW. Whether you’re celebrating Diwali, Halloween, a good hair day, or maybe just the fact that you’re having a great day in general. Celebrate now, and make more memories that you can carry with you.

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Until next time, Happy Day.

xo

24 Things Women Over 30 Should Wear

My thoughts exactly!🙂

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This morning, as I was perusing my Facebook timeline, I happened upon an article that a lovely friend shared. It was entitled “24 Things Women Should Stop Wearing After Age 30”, and it triggered Maximum Eye-Rolling from everyone who took the time out to read it.

Written by Kallie Provencher for RantChic.com, this “article” (I use the term loosely) highlighted things such as “leopard print”, “graphic tees”, and “short dresses” (because “By this age, women should know it’s always better to leave something to the imagination”). Kallie, it seems, has a number of opinions on what women over 30 should and shouldn’t be doing, having also penned “30 Things Women Over 30 Shouldn’t Own” and “20 Pictures Women Over 30 Need To Stop Posting Online”. (What is this magical post-30 land where women are suddenly not allowed to do or own so many things?!)

Motivated by Kallie’s “article”, I decided to…

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Dés Vu – Long weekends

October has been a month of travels and making memories that my heart will cherish forever, with one more to go before the month ends.

The month started off  with the first long weekend road trip to Bandipur, a tiger reserve which is about 250 kilometers away from the City. This entire weekend was about memorizing the details like – driving in the jungle, the the person, the conversations, the mountains, the trees, the sounds, the smells, and the all the feelings that came with it, because as it was happening, I knew that this would be a memory that I will revisit when my heart needs some solace from the world.

But this post is not about that weekend. Simply because I’m afraid if I write about it, I might not remember the details with as sharp a clarity as I do now, and somethings are meant only for our souls. But here are two of my favorite photos from that weekend.

Now back to the weekend that this post is actually about- the super long weekend road trip which started off with the promise of elephants and the golden temple, and yes I got to see both, so my heart is still reveling in the memories of this trip.

Coorg or Kodagu, as it is more colloquially known is about 270 kilometers from Bangalore.It took us about six and a half hours to drive up, with an hour and a half long breakfast stop.

The place is utterly beautiful, and has all the elements of a small town, enough to give city girls like me all the feels.

On day One – After reaching the hotel and having lunch, I went to the spa, got a wonderful massage and spent the whole evening (extending up to the wee hours of the morning) playing cards with my people.

On day Two – I went to the Golden Temple at the Tibetan settlement of Bylakuppe, it is also called Namdroling Nyingmapa Monastery, which is about 15 kilometers from Kushalnagara. The Namdroling Nyingmapa Monastery is the largest teaching center of the Nyingma lineage of Tibetan Buddhism in the world.

The temple is beautiful and peaceful, despite the big crowd. If you can, plan your trip during an off season month, so you can actually sit and enjoy the present moment at the temple, and spend the afternoon listening to the monks chant their prayers accompanied by the rhythmic beating of the drums. I can almost hear it now.

The place itself is beautiful, colorful paintings on every wall, and beautiful gold details everywhere you see, its all too much and deserves a longer visit to soak up all the little details, after all, love is in the details. And the folks that built this temple know it.

One thing I would definitely recommend is to plan to spend a whole day here, you can see the monks do their chores with so much sincerity, which is a living embodiment of simple tasks done well.

On day three – I went to Dubare Elephant Camp, one of my most awaited places of which I’ve been dreaming, for close to a year. When I finally got there, it was a mixed bag, as is with anything that has been long anticipated.

Mixed feeling number 1 came in the form of less elephants on the campsite owing to the Dasara celebrations and parade at the neighboring town of Mysore. There were about ten elephants in all, including a baby. The baby playing with no care in the world was a joy to watch.

Mixed feeling number 2 came in the form of long lines. We had to wait for an hour to get on the boat that took us to the campsite, and another hour to get on the boat again to come back to shore. The waiting didn’t bother me as much as the number of people around. There were people EVERYWHERE.

It was our own doing I suppose, having planned the trip during one of the biggest festivals in India (Durga Puja & Dasara).

Now back to the elephants – heavens know that I love elephants, I love them for their kindness, their humanity, their majesty, their sheer existence. I would have loved this place more if the elephants weren’t chained. It broke my heart too much to see these gentle beasts chained up and shackled, and dragged around for our amusement.

But it did make me happy to be in such close proximity of them, enough to hug, feed and pet them, but my mind registered their chains as well. It was a bittersweet moment.

My biggest recommendation for anyone planning a trip to Dubare is to plan it on a weekday during an off-season. Get there early, so you can even play with the elephants as they bathe, and basically chill with them for half the day. The camp is open from 7 am to 12:30 noon. And reopens only between 4 pm and 5 pm. I personally would recommend mornings to visit this place.

On day three (evening) – we drove uphill to Madikeri, and wandered around the town aimlessly, before heading back to our hotel for a late dinner.

On day four – Which was my dad’s birthday, we had cake and breakfast and drove back to the City.

And just like that the trip had concluded, we were back at home, back to checking work emails, back to real life.

But here is something I noticed on both the weekends – during the time spent with all the people I was with, I noticed as they were happening that these would be moments that I will keep going back to. The memories that are now part of my happy place.

Life is short, our time here is so limited, and often we forget that and get busy in our routines. As I am writing this post, I can’t help but smile with gratitude for all that has happened so far.

To the people that were part of my weekends, we will always have those moments, and you will always have a piece of me that no one else will. For you, and our time, I will forever be grateful.

Until next time, love.

xo

Words that make you fall..

Some people can just string together words that otherwise seem so ordinary, but when strung together, it is a thing of beauty. I recently discovered Pablo Neruda, and with each  of his word I read, I find myself falling.

So here is one that I read now, and HAD to share.

I Do Not Love You Except Because I Love You – Poem by Pablo Neruda

I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.

I love you as the plant that never blooms
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
so I love you because I know no other way

than this: where I does not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.

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Until next time, read more..

xo

Ghosting: the scary new trend

Have you ever met someone and just clicked, suddenly and effortlessly you and this person have so much in common, you like the same things, you have similar philosophies about life, and everything seems wonderful, till one day this person disappears, no proper goodbye, no explanation, nothing… *Poof* they are gone, like a bad magic trick.

At first you think, they they must be busy, or there has to be a perfectly plausible explanation for the sudden disappearance. Then days go by, turning into weeks and you are left repeatedly checking your phone, looking for the “last seen“, checking to see if your friend is “Online“, and still finding that not even one of the times your phone beeps, it is your friend texting/calling to say hello again. After perhaps weeks, you realize that its time to let go of someone who has already left.

Given the day and age we live in, I think I can safely assume that all of us have faced this situation. And for those lucky few who don’t know what I’m talking about, this is called Ghosting. It is when a person finds it easier to disappear from another’s world than just say goodbye. Because often times leaving quietly is easier than messy farewells.. Its a horrible thing, but it happens way too frequently.

Unfortunately I have been on both sides of this, and the only time I have chosen to leave without a goodbye is when I have felt utterly disrespected, so much so that even a reaction to such a treatment was felt to be beneath my dignity.

Let me give you an example – In the recent past, there was a guy I liked (who liked me too, or at least that is what I deduced from his behavior). We have a ton of mutual friends, he was fun and confident, he constantly flirted with me, and then one day this guy turned around and said that he would go out with (date) me provided we kept it a secret. Wow! A secret boyfriend, lucky me!  *NOT*

Did he expect me to be thrilled to bits by this proposition? Because that is just the fairy tale all of us grew up wanting right?

Did I want to be someone’s dirty little secret? No

Did I think I deserved better than that from a guy? Hell yes.

Did I want to whine and pout and put this guy on the spot, just so he’d agree to be in a non-secret relationship, which would most likely have a shelf life of a few weeks tops? Definitely NOT.

So what did I do – I politely ended the conversation and decided to stop giving my time and energy to people who treated me only as an option or as a dirty little secret they are too embarrassed by.

Now you might be thinking, this was easy for her, well… it really wasn’t. Walking away is never easy. But there are ALWAYS two sides to anything. To cut someone off, without a proper goodbye is hard, it hurts and its no fun at all. But, for the sake of your own self esteem, it has to be done.

Which brings me to today, when I am on the receiving end of this treatment (Is this Karma? Maybe). Perhaps I said or did something to offend this guy so much that he thought best to leave without a goodbye. Leaving me feeling utterly confused, inadequate and rejected.

Both times however (funnily enough), the only person left with a profound sense of rejection was Me.

Well, we are and can only be responsible for our own actions. Its best to be mindful about what we do, what we are putting into the world, rather than cultivate expectations and entitlement. While I retreat to my safe place to lick my wounds and soothe my bruised pride, here is a parting note – No matter what, whether you have cut someone off or you have been cut off, know that sometimes people enter your life only as a lesson, their role is over once they have taught you what you desperately needed to learn, nothing more.These are not your Knights in shiny armors, valiant enough to rescue you from your demons. After all, they too are too busy fighting their own demons and trying desperately to save themselves. We are all doing the best we can, aren’t we.

So remember – Not everyone you meet deserves an introduction to your soul.. But To ghost or not to ghost, that is the real question for this power comes with great responsibility. Use it at your own discretion.

Until next time, be good and be safe.

xo