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So what do you do?

There was this vid on Upworthy today, that was, like most Upworthy uploads was rather insightful and I sort of liked it. Me being the kind of person who is always asked ‘So what do you do?’ and that is the moment I feel ‘I wish I did not have to answer that’ I am a stay at home mum, trying my best to be a published writer and writing since I was sixteen years old; I blog when I want to, instagram very often and try to balance family requirements and my Self. That is what I do. By qualification, I am a English Lit Graduate, and a Film Studies (or Theory) Masters. Even then, I have at many moments, felt little, well… I do not have the answer in a word. No one insulted me, some have been rude, saying, ‘You look so rested, obviously you do not have any actual work’, or ‘how can you stay at home all day. What do you do?’ (I have a two year old, and no …

Meow Meow Meow Meow! You Shall Have Some Pie

You see, we Indians do not make pies…We do not take granny smith apples, coat and soften them in butter and sugar and cool them. We do not flour, roll it in to a dough, keep it in the fridge and then fill it up with the apples and let them bake for 45 minutes or so. Almost all Indians in India do not use oven. For those mouth watering Kebabs we have the Tandoor, yes that’s the name of the thing, the big hole full of coal and fire made of mud with iron rods arranged just as you do on a grill! So all my growing up years I never had a pie! So when I think of mouth watering, I think of creamy milk, slowly thickened over a very very v-e-r-y low fire. Then you add diced mandarin oranges carefully along with a bunch of Sultanas. You need to be extra careful with those most will float if the milk is of the right consistency; few will sink. Oranges and Sultanas both …

Of course, it is US!

This one is easy, it is Ashish! My posts are increasingly becoming about him. Sorry about that. Regardless, understand, dear reader, Ashish is a morning person, I am a night bird. Ashish hardly plays those skull bashing games, (when he does he plays FIFA  and Takken) I am a GTA, Assassin’s Creed person!! Next is that nursery rhyme  ‘Polly my sister’ that sounds like premonition now He likes coffee and I like tea. When we do have coffee, he is a Latte and I am Cappuccino person. Oh you all might think that these difference all of us have, I tell you ‘believe me, it is more than that!’  He likes moving — jobs, states, countries. I like settling, home, plants, Royal Doulton tea sets: He likes keeping the home spic and span and I am always leaving my everything on the floor.  I like red, he likes blue: I am always venting out, he is mostly keeping it in. He understands all thing tangible and does not believe in those intangible things that are …

All About Growing Up

This daily prompt idea is great; the only trouble is that I do not want to think life is short. I know it is, but I just do not want to believe it. I am, as it seems is the procrastinator of the worst kind. Nevertheless, there are days in my life, that are completely futile and worthless. I do not manage to meet my daily goals and I get tired as well trying to meet them. Sometimes I blame myself, ‘why do I set goals I cannot meet?’, sometimes I am glad that I can still push myself. Those are the days that I think ‘Ree you are a grown up now. You are going to deal with things better, for there will always be ‘things’ to deal with’ And those are the days that I think Life is too short for blaming yourself for the things that you did not/could not do! It is funny how buzzfeed and every other website makes you feel like you are at the end of the line …

Oh Yes! You should have!

A voice mail, that says “I’m sorry. I should’ve told you months ago. Bye.” is something to worry about. “Oh Yes! You should have!” I will scream in my head towards my invisible foe. I will, may be, in my most sanest of version try to call back. Knowing my luck, the number will be unreachable!! I know it! Nothing ever sorts out in my life in the easiest way possible. Now what could it be, something that I should have known about months ago? Someone took my stuff and damaged it and therefore cannot return it back to me? That happens all the time; is Ashish seeing someone, and I do not know? Well, that’s troubling (for the person who has agreed to see him); or had the electricity bill crashed our budget again? That would explain for the dismal savings account. The home I was planning to buy just got sold? What’s new there? So I will worry, for days may be. Wondering about the identity of the caller, trying to rethink who …

Return Address

Hey Mum, Thanks for the letter. All I can say is that I wish you weren’t so scared and worried about me all the the time!! ‘I am precious’, I get it!  No need to get so emotional about that! I am precious, because YOU think so. The universe is hardly bothered about my existence. I am not weak, so stop telling me how to live a good life. I cannot live a life that YOU value as good. I like myself.  I am not affected by how others see me, I do forget to brush at night often and I enjoy lifestyle mags terribly. I do not know about tomorrow, but I am gonna tell you this, I will not make your mistakes!  Probably YOU have been afraid of taking a step forward! So, do me a favor and take a step that you think is necessary for your life and not tell me about it. I do not live your life mum. Thank you for everything, but please do not worry about me, …