12.12.12

Good God! Its been exactly 7 months since I last updated my blog! There are so many things that I want to talk about. So, since its 12th December, 2012, I will write 12 things that has affected me this year!

 Well, to get a heads-up on why I have been shirking off of my Blogging escapades is simple. I've got a job. A Job that gets me up and out of my door. Helps me pay off the bills and Rent, buy food and the usual things money is supposed to be meant for. I have spent a little on recreation too! And, I do mean little.  So better get the list ready.

1. Graduated from College this year.

2. Went home for a month of Soul searching.

3. Came back to Mumbai to give myself a year tops.

4. Found a place to stay in at really steep rent.

5. Travelled by the Local Train for over a month! Virar Fast mind you- almost got killed once.

6. Thought of copywriting as my job but ended up doing Social Media Marketing which I seem to be a natural at.

7. Fell in love- In all these months, what changed is something and nothing. I fell in love. Yes, I did. So much for the Anti-Cupid mindset I was preparing myself for. Just to be a professional young adult who knows that the 1st year after college is supposed to be the toughest.

8. Trying to fall out of Love- I think its quite an attempt. I do not feel bitter towards him for having broken my heart. Partly because I know he's right and partly also because I am  done trying to find the bottom of a Rabbit hole of a fantasy.

9. Attended on of my closest friend's wedding - It was the shortest engagement (a month). Even before I could wrap my head around her impending wedlock, I was at the altar being her bridesmaid. And getting me there was a feat on its own. Only because I thought things wouldn't happen. First, it were the leave approvals, then the ticket, then the seat on the train and then to the destination. On my way back, it was the flight, the lost wallet with my cards and ID et al. Each of the instances have their own tales that would be something like a failed spin off of a Hit TV Drama.

10. Did not lose my temper like I normally would!

11. My Ex-crushes have made a come back in my life, and I am not flustered. Which means, I've grown patient.

12. Turning 25! Yikes!

There have been talks about my parents wanting me to open myself to the idea of getting married. Well, I am OK with getting married but let things get to a start somewhere! Get me the guy!

The Right Choice?

I've come back home to Hyderabad this month. It was an over due "return" and a time of meet and greet. 

Landed here, met the relatives, met a few friends and was planning to travel to a few places but the summer heat got to me. 

Been two weeks now that I'm back and I think I've had my fill. I want to go back to Mumbai and set the reset button. Now that college is over, job hunt is on full swing, there are still few things I have to do. Like a house hunt, a roommate hunt, fund the whole thing while still looking for a semblance of life.

Sitting at home, I'm doing nothing. Just relaxing and eating. However, two weeks is more than enough to go through it all. The gorging, the indulging, the procrastinating. Now, I need to put back things in perspective. How long can I leech off of my parents? It literally sickens me that I'm doing nothing productive. If not for my home, or the family, at least something productive for myself? No one is going to appear as a Fairy Godmother and grant me my wishes! *sigh* If only it could happen. Then there would be nothing to worry about now. Wouldn't it? 

This May also marks the time when my life changed completely. May 12th 2002, I was freed from a lot of things but also bound by many responsibilities. I grew up and grew up how. I don't want to sound like an escapist but I guess I have managed to slowly ignore many things that I knew would just break me if I took them seriously. It’s easier to play House when you know it’s a game rather than believe its the only thing you'll be doing. 

Take flight!

I've been trying to get out of my mental straight-jacket and its taking me a lot of time. I have now seen where the lock to the jacket is. Now to find the key or a pin to pry out of it and let go of many things that has swamped my every fibre of being. 

I know there are many reasons for me to continue living in Hyderabad but there are an equal number of reasons that I wouldn't want to remain here. I'm surprised it took so long for my family to figure out that I did not want to stay here. I know I get and am entitled to having my own things and flexibility and, these things are for granted in many homes including mine. But then, that's all there is!  I'm not nomadic soul bitten by a travel bug but rather a person who wants to get away from it. 

Thankfully, I see its quite common for young people of my age wanting to go out and live on their own terms. I'm now that much of a weirdo after all! Most often, there are girls who dream up of this Knight in shining armour who'll take them away from it all. I'm not looking for that Knight. I want to be my own Knight and also my own Damsel In distress! I'm beginning to sound a little Schizophrenic! I want to come home once in a while and remind me why they still love me. Rather than, hearing an oft-repeated phrase - Get a life! 

Stay by me…

We had to write a love letter. The person we were to writing to, is expected to say yes at the end of it. Now, how would you write it to convince him/her?

It was a part of an exercise on Ideating, Insight, Propositioning, Drafting. 

When the sun shines every morning, I think of you. 

When the sun’s rays touch my face, I think of your smile.

When the sun lightens up the gloomiest of days, I think of your voice.

When the sun touches the sky in the afternoon hours, I think of your grace and strength.

And… As the sun’s rays hide behind the sea’s horizons, I think of your love. 

I know it you had to move away for me. I cherish every moment you were with me. It is by the virtue of the truth. The truth that holds you close to my heart. It is by the virtue of love. The love that binds us just as it frees us. What else would be more virtuous than you my love? Bar the lies, the deceit and the jealousy. It does not lessen our love or strengthen our bonds. It the wall that separates us. It is the virtu of openness and warmth that encompasses our being. The virtue of you being who you are and me being yours. 

But now, everyday, every passing hour and every moment. I ask you to stay by me. Stay by me, Simply, stay by me. 

And… Action!

ElektroGum

This is an Ad we made in class for the year’s project. A step closer to the field I love.

The Ad is on a chewing gum brand (ficitional) that has an “electric” aftertaste.
The Story is, A patient is on his deathbed about to breathe his last. The Doc is unable to revive him and just when the Grim Reaper (YamRaj) steps in to carry him to the netherworld, the chewing gum from the Reaper’s pocket falls into the mouth! Guess what?! The patient comes back to life leaving all in shock and dismay for the reaper.

ElektroGum- a 440 volt Gum!

I hope you enjoy it as much! 

Little Slice of heaven

I live in Mumbai. I'm also looking for a room mate and I also had once mentioned that the rents are higher than ... Anyways, that is what is the deterrence to many girls (OK. 4 girls) who came to see the house and are looking for a place to stay. They think the prices are too steep. Too bad.

 I have a beautiful flat in Colaba and its like a dream come true. For me atleast. Its has ye olde english style construction since 1802!! Yes! And its not haunted! It looks like a cake from the street because it is lavender and white! It has its own little back yard. Its fully furnished and have all that a family of four could need. Not just us students. Who would've thought all this in Mumbai? I certainly did not. And the historic Sassoon Dock is right outside. The Art district of Mumbai is Colaba and its so warm that people prefer you over Oprah (True-she came here).

 Exactly my reason for not wanting to move.If I find a room mate before the end of this month, it will be within my budget to rent it. Or else I'll have to leave this place and look for a new place. Just when I thought I was home.

Its my first apartment on my own and I do share it with 2 other girls but its nice. I have the Gateway of India at a walking distance. A street full of shopping avenues and eateries. Both hole-in-the-wall kinds and the posh restaurants. I don't want to sound like an ad but there are so many reasons I have fallen in love with my little peace of heaven and I also have Marine Drive nearby. In the southern most part of Bombay, where the city found its roots and history was being made, I find beauty in every nook and corner. Here, you'll find ancient building that are full of stories. The names of each "house" is unique. Mine is Kuwar house and behind my house is James House, Woode House and Ivy House. Such simplicity and yet overwhelming. The history of the city found its beginning at the threshold of my doors. I really don't want to lose the warmth and the comfort of this. I surely will get a place to live if I want to but this is what I'll lose out. I pray I find someone who does find beauty in the walls of yore.

Will you be my Valentine?

February. Its now synonymous with one international event called the Valentine's Day. Every year I get requests to think of "out of the box" ideas for Valentines day. My parents included. Being my Fantabulous creative self, I cannot resist giving a few ideas I wished were applied on me. (but would never admit).

This year I am opening up my heart and mind to a possibility of experiencing a sappy, mushy romance just for the valentine month. Just to answer my curiosities. Then, drama happened. (As usual) A friend of mine told me that Mumbai celebrates every festival with Pomp and Galour. All except for the Valentines Day as its meant to be celebrated. That surprised me or a while. Then political reasons backed with the ever alert "Moral Police" can to the forefront. Meh! That's how they show their love for Indian Culture. That's why its only during Valentines day that they show up.

Marketing guys have a field day in making you believe that Valentine's is the day for the confessions and declarations of amour du jour (love of the day). Be it the Roses or the cards or the stuffed toys or even jewelry. You have to gift something in order to say you really love the person or else you don't deserve a chance in Hell! Okay, I'm being dramatic here but who doesn't get dramatic on Valentine's Day? Even thought today's just Rose Day and not Valentine's, I see so many suckers fall into this trap. Poor Guys and sometimes the lovestruck damsels. What can I say? I want to be on both sides of the river at the same time. Logically and romantically.

So I ask of you. One, who actually went through the post. Will you be my Valentine? I want a dozen roses (Yellow) and a box of chocolates/Brownies and a new charger for my Macbook. That's all!

MADMA-ed

Colleges have one thing that everyone unanimously looks forward to. Apart from the "potential suitor syndromes", Its the College festivals. This year, my college too is looking forward to one. Starting this year, we have MADMA (Mumbai ADvertising and MArketing) Festival.

I am not here to sit an promote it. Nope. Instead, I'm thinking of what makes it special. I am in the Marketing, Creative and college co-ordination teams. (lot of work) And this is not voluntary. It's because I'm fabulous. (self-promotion-I know!) Anyhow, because of being in so many teams, I've got to see the internal workings of the fest. I must appreciate the amount of work that goes into it especially if its a first time event. We have to set the standards and, make such an impact that it is felt in the following years as well. 

There is activity and restlessness in every mind. There is energy abound every corner. My classmates cannot not think about MADMA. It seems like every person is enthused with a feeling of letting this event be the one thing that leaves us with lots of memories and better organisational skills too! A win-win situation I say! 

The Fest is scheduled on the 11-12 Feb. I really hope this is the big event that every one really remembers. 

A Restless Mind Writes...: I AM A MALAYALI...........DEAL WITH IT!!!!

A Restless Mind Writes...: I AM A MALAYALI...........DEAL WITH IT!!!!

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