Last week had been quite a eventful one for us as a family. Saraswati Puja was on January 22nd – my toddler who turned twenty-eight months on that very day had his hathekhori (introduction to the world of education/writing/alphabets). We had come down to our native town on the auspicious occasion but decided to prolong our stay because I got this amazing brain wave of covering the heritage town of Murshidabad through a travel series. Despite limited options, I have also been trying to experiment with the available eating out joints here. Thus quite a few of pending write ups in the categories under restaurant reviews, travel diaries and personal have been piling up which should be out anytime this week. Continue reading “January 2018 – hopping from hopelessness to hopefulness with immense gratitude”
Last few days, a new campaign has created a lot of buzz in social media. It is an initiative from India’s top parenting community Momspresso called #MoreToMe. It talks about the need for highlighting various other aspects of a woman other motherhood also. I wrote my two bit on this thought a couple of days back. You can read it here.
Four months back when I quit my banking job to become a full time blogger, I had this misplaced notion that now that I was on the path of becoming a solopreneur, I could keep my social interactions to a minimum. In less than three months, I realized that my thoughts were indeed misplaced. I accepted that I was now a part of the bigger blogging fraternity and started interacting more with my fellow bloggers through WordPress, Facebook and Twitter. Some gave me a cold shoulder, others were cordial but the one who was the most welcoming was Maya. Continue reading “Blogger Appreciation Award”
Barely at a walking distance of five minutes from our residence, the latest entrant in the New Town area this year is an outlet of the restaurant ‘The Steak Factory’. On a Friday afternoon in the middle of this month,while we were heading back home, it was an impromptu decision to visit this newly opened outlet for lunch. The place had average crowd in the afternoon and the experience turned out to be a delight for us.
The world knows me as a mum and how much I love it! But I also want you to know there’s #MoreToMe. Here’s my #MoreToMe facet, that reflects my passion and gives me so much fulfillment. Last few days this is what has been one of the most trending topics on Facebook. An initiative by Momspresso, this is a way of letting women rediscover their individuality. So here goes my story of #MoreToMe.
The first time that I met T, I was coming out of my chemistry tuition classes. A lean fellow then, he looked way more arrogant than his seventeen years. Our twelfth board exams were due to begin in three months and he joined my tuition batch for joint entrance examinations. I had already lost my heart to chemistry and the only reason I was part of that group was because I wanted to pursue higher studies in the subject from a premier institute. I don’t remember ever interacting with him while he always nurtured an irritation towards me for consistently topping the class tests. I got through my dream college in Kolkata for pursuing Chemistry Hons. He got through the most coveted medical college there for pursuing M.B.B.S. The funny co-incidence was that our colleges were adjacent. The day we went to bid adieu to our Professor was the only time we spoke wishing each other luck for the future.
” For a moment that anger rose again, inky dark, from the pit of her stomach , dredging up bits and pieces of the past,like unabsorbed pills,their cheery candy-colored coating long gone, just the bitterness now, still there after all these years,little pills of bitterness.”