On Monday, I start work again. There’s is no need to explain why the work stopped and even though technically, we were still working from home and I still managed to edit my first manuscript (now under review) and draft the second one, the time from 16th March has not been pleasant (to say theContinue reading “Do I really have to count my blessings?”
Let me get this out of the way. The world feels too surreal and weird right now. A virus in combination with the indomitable human stupidity has ground the “normal life” to stand-still. However, we are all expected to carry on. And we should. If you don’t get up every morning and crib about theContinue reading “Stuck between a quarantine and a hard place”
As I sit on my desk, phone in hand, contemplating for the nth consecutive day about creating a new blog entry, I can’t stop wondering about the validity of “what doesn’t kill you makes your stronger.” Surely some things just make you weaker or leave you unaltered. I did get off the desk and goContinue reading “What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger? Or weaker?”
Sadly, I don’t know any women who haven’t faced a sex pest lecher in life. For us the encounters of the perv kind are as ubiquitous as holy cow on the BJP manifesto.
My neighbor went back inside, when she saw me leaving my house, she’s probably a racist and hates foreigners. My friends didn’t wish me on my birthday, maybe they don’t like me anymore. She’s checking her phone while I talk…wow she’s rude! These are just some of the prime examples of me getting on thoughtContinue reading “Jumping to conclusions: My primary superpower”
I don’t have a condition. I had me tested.
Occasionally I can use these “mini memoirs” to see how my personality has devolved from an overly sanctimonious child to a garden variety cynic.
Hi guess what ?! I am a person and I have opinions. I am so tired of listening to and reading other people’s takes on things, and ending up feeling like my opinions are as worthless as water to a dead fish or pineapple to a pizza. This is a controversial sentiment that I amContinue reading “The psychobabble is unstoppable at bedtime”
I am heading to a “networking meeting” organised by some important people to help other important people (I include myself brazenly) meet up and find a possible “network.” Like clockwork, when asked to put my best foot forward, arrives the crisis of confidence in both my personality and in my wardrobe. Why is the corporateContinue reading “Snow boots with dresses: transgressions for the weak”