The Uninspiring Title

 So because I think feeling sorry for myself is an Olympic level sport that I excel greatly at, I was reading past posts on this blog and reminiscing the good old days.. aka my 20s. I came across the post "10 Reasons I can't get married" and Number 4 read I'm 24. This promptly tilted me down an I'm 30 spiral. Picture Rachel from Friends. Source So instead of feeling sorry for myself, I decided to write a post about 30 things I've learnt, realized, and been made to realize, sometimes rather rudely, by my body/life over the last few years, now that I've turned ancient 30. 1. Hindi is a pretty kick-ass language Being one of those annoying 90s kids from India who grew up almost exclusively reading and speaking in English, I had the audacity to look down on Hindi as being too archaic and unnecessarily complex. As happens with most NRIs who haven't been living in India for a few years you develop a new-found respect and love for our मातृ भा...

So we're just going to brush the fact that I haven't written or posted anything in the last 5 years, are we? Or the fact that I have at least 7 draft posts in various and sundry stages of incomplete- ness ? Yup, because for the first time in forever I didn't have to force myself to write, it just flowed naturally, so ya, here's hoping this is a permanent goodbye to the long-standing writer's block! It's the end of an era, sigh! It's been five years since I met Ash and Drew as a part of the totally kick-ass band of female friends we all wish we had in the knitting in the city series. On Nov 4th, finally, the epic conclusion to the Winston Brothers series by Penny Reid came out with Billy and Scarlet's story and I for one was not ready to bid adieu to all the funny nutty characters of Green Valley, and most of all the Winston Siblings.   My introduction to the Pennyverse was with her first book - Neantherthel Seeks Human, wherein I was absolutel...

I'm not a narcissistic person by nature. I mean not particularly. I mean maybe just a little. OK fine! I can't walk past a mirror without looking at myself and I swear I'm attending regular NA (Narcissistic Anonymous) meetings near me. Coming back to the point ( I'm the queen of digressions), since this is going to be my 25th blog post in what 2 years (big feat I know) I wanted/needed to make this special. So as the king of all stereotypes go, I decided to take a trip down nostalgia avenue and read the first 24 posts. I mean if I have the audacity to inflict my writings on others, it is only fair I be forced to read it too from time to time. Reading the 24 blog posts was really good for me. I was appalled at the average 2 typos a post, but what was more important than the typos (and that's saying a lot since I'm a grammar Nazi!) was the warm gooey feeling I got with each blog post. In one of my previous blog posts I mentioned that I write these pos...

My sister finally got hitched. I know its been 6 months to the fact thank you very much, but that's how long it got me to get over the fatigue that set in during the week before her wedding. Admittedly the fact that I was in a hospital bed 2 weeks before her wedding with Dengue didn't help matters. However, I'm not quite sure if it was the Dengue or the actual wedding that tired me such. So its been 5 months since I published a Blogpost. Published because I have half written 3 Blogposts that I just can't seem to get there. So I abandoned all hopes of ever publishing an intellectual, thought provoking post and decided to talk about the event that traumatized me so much I might never get married now! There were times during the actual wedding proceedings that I kept glancing at my short on patience brother in law half expecting him to leave in exasperation.   The wedding itself was traditional and beautiful (I think), but the only thing I clearly remember is...

2009 is better known as the year Swine Flu first made an appearance on the global scene, or the year when the world lost its first ever Pop Icon - Micheal Jackson or the year an African-American man took office in what was previously the most conservative quasi-democracy. However in the capital of the world's biggest democracy, a small group of young men and women were rejoicing a Delhi High Court ruling. The Delhi High Court ruled, that a 19th-century provision in the nation's penal code, that effectively banned gay sex, shouldn't apply to consensual acts. In effect it gave the green light to gay couples in capital by decriminalizing gay sex. LGBT supporters (myself included) the world over rejoiced as the movement for Gay Rights saw its first high in India. On Wednesday all this changed. India - the world's biggest democracy - suffered a 150 year old setback. The supreme court of India, the apex judicial body, overturned the ruling, and as I sat here a he...

If you are an Indian girl of marriageable age (anywhere between 18 to 30 - because of course after 30 only an ogre would marry you) you will understand the purpose of this post. I love my family (at most times) and despite their most decidedly all-up-in-my-business-attitude I've learned to overlook the annoying and embrace the awesome (because in their own way, each one of them is, without fail, awesome!). Having said that, this post is my polite way of conveying to all of them, that I am currently NOT ready to give up all earthly desires and live a life of constant misery and oppression just yet. And don't worry, if don't heed the polite, remember I have a flair for the dramatic, I'm the family drama queen and black sheep all rolled into one! But that doesn't take away from the parents, they are after all a few steps ahead. The result of this is, that in my family 'no' is Parent Patented. What do I mean by that? Follow the conversation below: Me: Mum...