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banter and blah blah: The To Do List

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The To Do List. The To Do List. This is my evergrowing list, my list of to-do-before-I-die, my list of the curious and mundane. It may lengthen and shorten, may be remembered or forgotten. I like to believe it has a life of its own. And as with such things, there is no. To learn how to make the perfect Russian Stroganoff. Go for a Vipassana camp. To go back to Leh in 2015 with Rin (and. Sit in front of the Maitreya at Thiksey again). To learn to say no and not 'spread myself too thin'. To take a road trip.

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banter and blah blah: December 2013

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The To Do List. 31 December, 2013. Another year of growing up. Of letting go and. Trying to say no. Of nurturing old friendships. Of redrawing personal boundaries and delving deep. Of reading binges and Orwell. Of calm and confusion. Of completing a degree and promising to never stop learning. Of inspiring travel and blue days. Of silences and conversations. Here's to the Great Unknown. Happy New Year! Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). From the Book I Will Never Write. Revelations at 3 am.

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banter and blah blah: Down and Out in Paris and London: George Orwell

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The To Do List. 28 June, 2013. Down and Out in Paris and London: George Orwell. Poverty is a tricky notion; a state that cannot be empathised with or understood unless lived and experienced. Like hunger, it is often irresponsibly categorised (above vs.below poverty line? But its experiential quality is perhaps never quite captured by such sweeping definitions. I have studied poverty, observed and documented it. But from lofty theoretical ideas, to my wide-eyed reflections of it, I have not known. Dishwas...

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banter and blah blah: On Writing and Identity

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The To Do List. 04 January, 2014. On Writing and Identity. The first time I encountered Orwell I was 13 years old. I picked up Animal Farm thinking it was a story of a farm and finished it with that notion intact. All undertones, subtle and otherwise, were lost on my teen brain. Thankfully, over the years I revisited Orwell and unpeeled layers, igniting my fascination with his writing and person. And England on England. It mean to be English. But as Orwell says:. Are there really such things as nations?

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Travel Tazzels..: Oxford, one weekend..

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You are Only Given a Little Spark of Madness , you musn't lose that spark.". Sunday, October 16, 2011. Oxford, one weekend. It was one of those rare weekends that had slipped through the sieve plan-less. So what does the forecast say I wonder . Sunny! Everybody else has plans. London seems to be on an exodus to the coasts and other bright places spilling with the sun! This is going to be the last bank holiday for a long time yet. So we head out. View from Carfax tower. In the Lord of the Rings. After a q...

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Travel Calling: The UK and my missed chances

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A country is not measured by the size of its area on the map. A country is truly measured by its heritage and culture." Sheikh Zayed bin Sultan Al Nahyan, First President of the UAE. Wednesday, September 7, 2011. The UK and my missed chances. I've lived in London for two years, I can say I know the city quite well, went out day and night, explored it, enjoyed events, museums, demonstrations, conferences, seminars and anything the English capital can offer. So what's bothering me? And hang around by bus.

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banter and blah blah: April 2014

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The To Do List. 10 April, 2014. Friendly Bear Via Sarajea. She stuffed her bag under the seat, fidgeted till she found her spot in the seat and then. Without notice, slipped her hand into his. He was still undecided whether he liked. Holding her hand or not. But while he was deciding, he. Didn't mind doing it anyway. Her hands had a needy quality about them. Always wanting to be held, sweating into a. Clammy mess like awkward teenagers, the stubby fingers and chewed nails unsure in. Links to this post.

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banter and blah blah: June 2014

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The To Do List. 11 June, 2014. We live in a time when 'green living' has become fashionable. We call ourselves ecotourists. We travel to rural India and are suitably impressed by farmers using mobile phones. ' How we have progressed. We exclaim. We buy unpolished rice to ease our conscience and can spend on a meal, money equal to a person's entire monthly income. We are conscientiousness and concerned; we are educated and restless. We want to make a difference and we don't have a clue how. From the Book ...

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banter and blah blah: Ineffability or What I feel When You Open the Door

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The To Do List. 13 January, 2015. Ineffability or What I feel When You Open the Door. My breath is caught. Between the ringing of the doorbell. And the moment before. The door creaks open. When your face, so. A funny flip flips. My mind meddles with my heart. It is beautiful to me, your face. In ways no one (not even me). And we ignore this minute miracle. In the hope of larger marvels. My arrival acknowledged by. A flicker in your eyes. An unformed smile skirting your lips. I answer by walking past.

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banter and blah blah: Minimalism

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The To Do List. 11 June, 2014. We live in a time when 'green living' has become fashionable. We call ourselves ecotourists. We travel to rural India and are suitably impressed by farmers using mobile phones. ' How we have progressed. We exclaim. We buy unpolished rice to ease our conscience and can spend on a meal, money equal to a person's entire monthly income. We are conscientiousness and concerned; we are educated and restless. We want to make a difference and we don't have a clue how. Nice to e-meet...