Day 30: My Hopes For My Blog


Day 30: YOUR HOPES FOR YOUR BLOG 

I started this blog when I realized how powerful this platform is. True, I don't blog about things which would "trend". But this space feels so mine...absolutely mine.

I hope more and more people discover this blog. Realize there's much more to the unstrung ramblings of my musings... :)

Day 29: A Confession


DAY 29: A CONFESSION 

2013 was one hell of a year....and I'd never want to trade it for anything in the world. The good times have just begun!!! 

Day 28: Most Embarrassing Moment


DAY 28: MOST EMBARRASSING MOMENT

Well, quite a few make it to the list:


  • falling down the stairs in college
  • when everyone realized who I had a major crush on
  • when said crush decided to annoy the hell out of me by saying very weird things
  • falling down while coming down the stairs in the Westside store
  • ...and usually I just laugh at these moments and put them behind me!!!

Day 27: What's In Your Closet


DAY 27: WHAT'S IN YOUR CLOSET


  • Clothes
  • Jewelry
  • Diaries
     
  • Books
  • A kaleidoscope
  • Notebooks
  • Fabrics
  • and more clothes!!!

Singapore Diaries: The Flight & Then Exploring Villa Marina

I had arrived on Saturday...my plane delayed by 4.5 hours to Singapore. I had actually been looking forward to this trip. Which, by the way, is a first for me. I was practically shipped off the first time in December 2010...and the next time, my head was too up in the clouds to care about being out of the country. Not to mention the jealous and snide remarks I had to endure for being lucky enough to travel out of the country 2 times in a row. But this time it was different. 

I was not being shipped off against my will. Nor was I suffering from the whole love is an open door syndrome. I wanted to do something for my 25th birthday. Celebrating it with my sister after nearly seven years seemed like a good plan.And by God, it took such a long time to execute. The saving began from last year. And lastly,the timely arrival of my arrears, helped to let me by sufficient dollars. (Although being the generous and loving brother-in-law and sister, they haven't let me spend anything yet. Except the cab ride home...and I insisted on paying that and why we'll find out soon!)

So my very paranoid sister called me on Wednesday night and asked if I could travel to her house by myself. I shrugged and said, "Sure...why not?"

But she went on to give me explicit directions about how to reach her house...etc etc and then we both realized she'd mistakenly believed I'd be coming down on 21st of August. I had to correct her...I was going on the 23rd, but coming back on the 21st of September (and at an ungodly hour). Don't make me go there now!!

Anyway...Saturday dawned. And everything went smoothly (except the Rs 3,006) I had to pay for the excess 7 kilos. (People really haven't heard of this amazing service called worldnetexpress.com...I wish they had. It guarantees delivery in 72 hours..and let's poor students like me who saved every paise possible for this trip save their next month's stipend.) Even the guy who was weighing by luggage felt sorry for me. And despite my passport clearly stating I was born in 1989, he assumed I was a kid from school.

"Aap khud inti chhoti ho, itna barra luggage kyun layi ho?"

And another thing - everyone happily assumed that I was someone who could speak in fluent Hindi. Well, I sure burst their bubbles that early in the morning. Anyway...as I waited for the plane to arrive...I observed my fellow passengers. I'm not as lucky as our resident Shameless Blogger. I didn't run into any interesting people...except a didi, who just wanted to get back home to her husband and was whining about it. I found myself secretly praying that my seat wasn't next to hers.

I'd asked for an aisle seat because, it's easier. The window seats have never attracted me anyway...given that I'm pretty mortified of flying. The stupid guy stuck me at the very back seat of the air plane!! I'd settled down on my seat, feeling confident no one would come this far back. But a guy a little older than myself trudged in and asked to get to his window.

Yes, most of you might think that I'd spend the rest of the journey talking to him. But this dude was whispering sweet nothings into his phone and blowing kisses...from what I overheard, his girlfriend was pretty distraught about him going off to Singapore. I couldn't help but roll my eyes when he told her to go off to sleep...it was 12:30pm!! Who sleeps at that hour??

I had better things planned for my journey. I'd already finished Missing by Meg Cabot, while I waited for the plane. I eagerly began to read Paper Towns by John Green. I had no idea when we'd soared into the sky...and I'd drifted off to sleep. I was up since 4:00 am!! I woke up when the air hostess shook me awake saying, "Ma'am, lunch.."

Air India was the only airlines I'd taken to Singapore before this...so imagine my shock when as I ate my lunch, they pushed a strolley down the aisle, saying, "Would you like something to drink?" And I spied bottles of scotch, whiskey and probably every other alcohol on the planet...I had issues with booze. Don't ask me why...I just do. I don't think being 'cool' is equivalent to boozing.

"No,thanks I'm good."

She must have felt sorry for me, "have some water then?" And promptly poured me a glass.

"Do you have any beer?"  the dude next to me asked.

He must have seen my look of utter disgust..because our journey was spent in silence. Anyway,I was too involved in Quentin Jacobsen and Margo Roth Speilgman  to care really. If the dude is a blogger, I bet he's describing me as snooty bookworm, who wouldn't even say hello!!

I really liked DrukAir. The air hostesses were really nice. They kept offering refreshments...always wanting to know if you're okay and concluded the journey by offering mints to all the passengers.

You know, I owe John Green a big thank you. His book saved my life from boredom...and I'd never had a more entertaining flight...although the number of flights I've taken so far is limited.

There was a huge queue at the immigration, but I was too busy worrying about my beautiful purple luggage to care. I had to know it was safe, because...well, all the gifts were inside my bag. And I had to pay fucking Rs 3,006 for the excess baggage. Grr...

Once I'd been cleared...I rushed off to find my beloved bag. You see this is a middle sized suitcase my mum gifted for my 25th birthday. (Don't worry...you guys haven't missed it yet.) I guess it symbolizes getting out of her house! I found it sitting patiently for me in belt 22...after having asked an official about it. Then I took a taxi and tried to get home.

"They usually know where Villa Marina is. Rare exceptions they don't..." my sister had told me. guess what kind of  cabbie I got? the rare exception... she'd given me explicict directions just in case and they came in handy,  as he cross-checked it with his GPS. And soon we were at Tower 21.


I clicked this picture today...when I came home on Saturday, it was nearly 9 o'clock. We went out yesterday for a movie. It was a good movie called "Boyhood". And today I had huge plans to explore the place in the afternoon -but it kept raining. Finally after I had coffee in the evening, Iwent down to the poolside to sit and write. It is a beautiful place indeed. 



But I decided to sit on one of those armchairs around the swimming pool and write my heart out...then I came back home again.And had to go out to swim...which I didn't mind in the slightest. I like swimming. I only wish, I knew how to hold my breath for a long time.

I guess this trip will be different from the previous ones. For one, there are people my own age here now...in fact, friends I've know for quite some time now. And I'm not as scared as I used to before. I guess I've really started to grow up...will post about some more adventures tomorrow!


Day 26: My Hidden Talent


DAY 26: YOUR HIDDEN TALENT 

Ummm...I guess I haven't discovered that yet. But I do have a knack of picking up lots of hobbies. Maybe that's my hidden talent.

Day 25: My Biggest Regret


DAY 25: YOUR BIGGEST REGRET 

It took me nearly twenty two years to find myself...I wish that had happened sooner. Besides that. Nothing really... :)

Day 24: What Attracts You (in Love)

DAY 24: WHAT ATTRACTS YOU (in LOVE)


  • Honest conversations that go on till late into the night...
  • Someone who likes cats and would adore Pippli-Pie :D
  • A lover of books, movies and music
  • Someone who can write. Or tries to at least.
  • Sense of humor.
  • Caring, warmth and loving nature.

Day 23:If You Won the Lottery


DAY 23: If You Won The Lottery...

Start my own publishing house.

Travel the world.

Build a free library.

Day 21: What Makes Me Sad


DAY 21: WHAT MAKES YOU SAD


  1. Backstabbers 
  2. Lack of faith 
  3. You choose to be sad 
  4. I choose happiness over sorrow, every day :)

Day 20: What Makes Me Happy


DAY 20:WHAT MAKES YOU HAPPY 

  1. Pippo darling <3
  2. Red roses 
  3. A walk in the rain 
  4. New notebooks 
  5. The smell of books 
  6. Learning new things 
  7. Reading 
  8. Pet-sitting
  9. Baking 
  10. Writing 
  11. and the list is endless... 


Day 19: My Favorite Movie


DAY 19: MY FAVORITE MOVIE


I loved this movie. I loved every single minute of watching this movie....And every time I am in a foul mood, I go back and watch this again :D

Day 17: My Favorite Blogs


DAY 17: YOUR FAVORITE BLOGS 

  1. The Vigil Idiot
  2. Dip-tea Blogs Here
  3. The Shameless Blogger
  4. b00k r3vi3ws
  5. One and half minutes
  6. Dreams n Drama
  7. ....and all the random blogs I read!!! 




Day 16: Thoughts on Education


DAY 16: THOUGHTS ON EDUCATION 

My mother always said that the sky is the limit when it came to learning...and I've always believed that. While I agree that bookish knowledge is important - I sincerely believe that teaching yourself all the life skills is also very important. 

I have his mad urge to be self-sufficient. Perhaps that's why I've taken up innumerable hobbies... :) 

I don't like the rote-routine ways in which we're taught in our schools and colleges. It limits creativity. And becomes at the end of the day, a memory test.

I have the highest respect for anyone who has taught herself anything...be it an instrument, a skill or simply the ability to see something no one else can.... 

Day 15: Where Will I Be in 5 Years?


DAY 15: WHERE WILL YOU BE IN 5 YEARS?

Working my dream job, living with my family and of course, Pippo.

Maybe with a wealth of books to my name.

A couple of best sellers wouldn't hurt.

Traveling.

Weekend trips.

Being in touch with my best friends.

Being able to sew almost anything.

A much better baker and cook.

:)

Day 14: 3 Healthy Habits


DAY 14: 3 HEALTHY HABITS


  1. Brush my teeth every day, twice, without fail :D
  2. I practice yoga, thrice a week.
  3. I always wash my hands before eating...or use a hand sanitizer!!! 


Day 13: What's inside my fridge?


DAY 13: WHAT'S INSIDE YOUR FRIDGE?

Well, I guess milk, butter, eggs....lemon, vegetables, jars of jam, peanut butter.

A stray bar of chocolate.

Chocolate chips.

A forgotten dessert.

Bottled spices.

Whipped cream.

Fish.

Chicken.

Salami.

Sausages.

Minced meat.

And...you'll have to ask my mother. This list is written from memory, recalling all the times I've opened the fridge, trying to snoop around for food! :D

Day 12: My Favorite Childhood Book


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DAY 12: YOUR FAVORITE CHILDHOOD BOOK

Long before I found out the reality of the Grimm's brothers' stories, I loved the watered down and sugar coated versions we were read out as kids. And Disney put a whole new spin on it too....So doubtlessly, my favorite childhood book was a copy of the children's version of Grimm's Fairy Tales.

I do own a copy of the original too. But my love for the story remains as strong as ever. In fact, it has even inspired me to write Indian adaptations of these beautiful stories.




Day 11: 10 Favorite Foods


DAY 11: 10 Favorite Foods 

I am not a foodie at all...but being friends and siblings with people who at least one favorite food has helped me pick up a few dishes that I will like - if not love. A recent conversation between my friends was one where everyone had an item of food they said they would kill for...and I kept thinking and thinking about something I would kill for. Too bad, nothing very concrete came to mind. Anyway - here's my list:

1. Phuckas/Golgappas/Pani Puris - whatever you choose to call it. This tops my list thanks to the crazy sister who insists that this was the best thing ever invented on earth.
2. Doi Maach 

3. Cupcakes (especially the ones I make for the family!) :D


4. Ice-Cream sundaes (especially if someone makes them for me!!)

5. Brownies with ice-cream (homemade version)

6. Chicken Sweet Corn Soup (and I love the version Gauri di makes for us)

7. White Mushroom Sesame Chicken 

8. Doughnuts (especially the ones found in CCD :P)

9. Chicken Rezala 

10. Crispy Chili Baby Corn 

Yes, I know...my food habits are terribly boring. Here's hoping my Knight in Shining armor turns out to be my complete opposite. For one thing, I wouldn't have to mull over the menu - thinking about what to order when we go out to eat. 

By the way my go-to beverage is either lemon iced tea or fresh lime with soda. And rarely, green apple soda. I hardly ever order anything else! ^_^

Day 10: The Best Trip of My Life


DAY 10: BEST TRIP OF YOUR LIFE 

2012 was a terrible year for me. But there was just one thing which cancelled out all the bad things, and made everything in the end, seem worth it. That was the fact it was my first trip with friends.

With Indrani & Pradeepta at the Mirik Lake,
Picture Courtesy: Pramurta 
It was the trip to Darjeeling. Being the crazy people we are, we booked our hotel even before knowing how we were going to get there in the first place...and we were going there in December. During the time nearly everyone decides to pay the place a visit. 

So being the geniuses we are, we ended up going to Shiliguri by road. (Yes, we were such daredevils). But we enjoyed that road trip immensely....and from Shiliguri we took a car to Mirik. Where we would spend one night, before journeying on to Darjeeling. 

And in Darjeeling..and picture courtesy to the great husky again! :D
I loved Darjeeling. Perhaps I didn't get to do all the things normal tourists do...but I am guessing it was the company which has had me appreciate this trip like no other. In fact, I'm sharing all the pictures of the people both in front (and behind the camera), who are the reason for me calling this the best trip of my life. 

I don't want to go into details about the trip - because well, I cannot explain why I loved every minute of Mirik-Darjeeling in words.

And I love this picture:

Picture Courtesy: Pradeepta Mandal :D




Day 9: What's In Your Bag/Wallet



I keep switching my bag everyday..as in the one I carry around. Either to college, or to hang out with friends. Or to even random outings on my own. But there are a few essentials I always carry in my bag.

Image Courtesy: This 


1. Pepper Spray!!! :D (I've terrified people with this knowledge on occasion too!)

2. The book I'm currently reading...and this varies from the latest John Green to some philosophical book I might have gotten my hands on. I read almost all kinds of books (except the ones with gory details on violence...that just freaks me out.)

3. My purse (and that always contains my ID, my debit card, my membership card to a certain beauty parlor, cash to travel, cash to spend on books :P, bills from usually Starkmark and places I've eaten at, a picture of The Mother and Sri Aurobindo, a picture of Bipotarini Ma....and notes that my friends have given me. I always keep those notes safely in a compartment of the purse.)

4. An umbrella (well, usually). No matter what the weather is, I believe in keeping an umbrella handy. Especially when there's some room in my bag.

5. A notebook and a pen. Even if I don't carry a notebook sometimes, I'll always have a pen. No idea why - but I have seen it always comes in handy.

6. My house keys. The most important of the lot. My house is always locked and I don't even want to think what would happen if I accidentally forgot my keys some day. So yes...

These are the things that is usually in my bag... 

Day 8: 5 Current Goals


DAY 8: 5 CURRENT GOALS 


  1. Finish my MPhil thesis on time. I already am grappling with some ideas....but I want the academics part of my life to get over soon. I really want to start my journey in the real world. But what that is - don't ask me. I have NO idea.
  2. Write a bestseller. Writing a good book and getting published were yesterday's goals. Now I want to write a story which touches many hearts....and ends up becoming the next National Bestseller.
  3. Only buy books when I'm done reading the already unread pile I have. (Although I have a feeling book addicts like me, make and break this rule 50 times a day!)
  4. Even though I have a rule about being kind to people, because I don't know what their life is all about - I think I'm going to change it a bit. The new rule is: When I am saying 'yes' to someone, I am going to make sure that it, in no ways means that I'm saying 'no' to myself. Sometimes, you need to tell people exactly what you think: because people need to hear it.
  5. Be happy. I realize that's not a goal. But that's exactly what I want to do - just be happy. 





Day 7: My 5 Favorite Songs


DAY 7: YOUR 5 FAVORITE SONGS 

That will be a very difficult list, because my favorite songs keep changing from time to time. But if I had to choose, this would probably be my list:


  1. Yaaron by K.K
  2. What You Wanted by One Republic
  3. Time After Time (Cover by Alex Goot)
  4. Winter Lady by Leonard Cohen
  5. Fairy tale by Sara Bareilles 

DAY 6:What Am I Afraid Of...


DAY 6: WHAT ARE YOU AFRAID OF

Once upon a time, I used to be so afraid of ghosts. That doesn't happen to me anymore. I think as I grew up, I realized that there are no monsters under my bed. They are in my head.

I used to be afraid of the dark. But that doesn't bother me anymore either.

I guess the only thing I'm afraid is the thought that Pippo will exit my life forever someday. But this thought makes my blood run so cold - I never allow myself to dwell in this place.

If you know me, you'd know exactly how much I love Pippo...and what even the thought of losing him would do to me.

So yeah. Day 6 challenge complete.
Bring it on, Day 7! 

Day 5: My Proudest Moment


DAY 5: YOUR PROUDEST MOMENT 

The obvious choice for this would be the day I got published. But there are so many other things I achieved...and not only getting published fits the bill anymore. It's so easy to get published these days (at least the first time for sure.) 

I was a mess by the time 2012 ended. Only my closest friends will be able to tell you the way I'd completely broken down...and the day I found myself again. I think that, was undoubtedly, a proud moment for me. I had no idea how strong and brave I was - until I being brave and strong were the only options I had left.

It's just pretty safe to say the proudest moment of my life is yet to come. I've had plenty of very proud moments - having the amazing women I have for a mother and a sister - you tend to get a lot of those moments. But no, the proudest one hasn't arrived yet.

The proudest one must be on its way.