When you are enclosed in one type of an environment all your life, you cannot gain the insights that another culture has, the things they do, the thoughts they think, the things that influence them, the way they study, the way they work, the way the live, the products they buy, the ads they like [...]
An Unemployed Sigh..
So its been a while. And my situation has not changed. Unemplyed, grad student, fresh out of one of thebest schools in the country. Or so I like to think. Its not jsut me, U.S. Rankings too says were are the second best ad school, but those darned employers…. nevermind, I digress.
I did not blog [...]
Not a child, not an adult
I have been often told I think too much and too far. This post is a result of that.
Browsing through youtube videos I came across the videos of Chote Ustaad, a singing contest between kids. I started with the grand finale episode, two really pretty girls singing beautifully. One had the most beautiful, sweet and [...]
Innnn-Out. Innnn-Out.
Breathe. Breathe harder. Slow. Innnn-Out. Innnnn-Out.
He had “quit” smoking. Except for yesterday when he had a couple. And a few days before that when he had a few at a party. But he had quit. Really.
It’s just the room you know. Too many people. Innnn-Out. Innnn-Out.
He was choking on his emotions. [...]
I’m a Grad Student
When you are a Grad student it is assumed that when you shut your eyes for a minute it is because you are re-thinking the thought.
That when you stare into the distance, you are pondering over something deep.
That when you are gazing into your laptop, you are considering a problem and when you are furiously [...]
Alone..
She sets the table. Puts out the soup, toasts the bread, heats the mushrooms. Absentmindedly she picks up the red handled spoons from the holder and lays them next to the mismatched plates. The microwave pings and the oven buzzes. Both the mushrooms and the bread are done. She sets it out on the small [...]
I am not a feminist because..
Because I do not believe in a weighing scale between the two anyway.
Because I have a lot of masculine behaviorisms which would pit me against feminine stereotypes.
Because I believe in the goodliness of both. Those who don’t? Meet my brother, Mr. Pilot, Jay, Dhum, Pinks, Jats. And meet my Mom, Dhanno, Pri, Radha, Doc and [...]
There was a girl
She had a strong voice, but it was pleasant and confident to the ears. Very masculine. Too heavy, but soft. Never sounds like what I think it sounds like.
A large frame, broad shoulders and an interesting, open face. God, I wish I was tiny, I tower over everyone. I wish I had even a [...]
Sometimes it must be nice to be a guy..
Forgive the stereotyping but…
Muscle doesn’t look bad on you.
If it’s hot, all you have to do is go bare.
That you have a big stomach is of no concern to you when you have to wear your swimming trunks.
If you get a ticket while driving, no one says, “obviously… male driver”
If you ask where the brakes [...]
She never existed..
What happened to the girl who never thought before doing, saying or wanting anything? When did people start telling her that you think too much..
What happened to the girl who had supreme confidence in her skills and talent? When did she start fearing her own karmabhoomi so much that she wouldn’t touch it with a [...]
