Mama's Boy

The grown man who can't seem to make important life decisions without consulting his mummy. That grown man whose mother has such strong hold over him that it affects his personal relationships adversely. That grown man who needs mummy's approval for EVERYTHING...

Why are some men, "Mama's boys"? *Sigh*

In a nutshell...

Once again I've failed at keeping up with this blog. Well, today is Sunday and it’s a beautiful day here in Gurgaon. I've been busy! Between our clients, financial year end madness, dog stuff and then of course phone calls and video calls............life stays fun :)

Heera soi saraahiye

Sahe ghanan Ki choT

Kapat kurangee maanva

Parkhat nikra khot..

I had heard this song before, never knew the words but loved the melody I felt. Listening to this today and understanding each lyric broke my heart. I failed. I fail daily. We ALL fail daily. He loved his woman...........but he loved his creator as well. I just saw this and sobbed.

I know many people who think that loving someone means sitting around, holding hands and leading a perfect life. It's far from that, and yet envelops so much more as well. Life can be hard, people can be cruel, bad things happen.......but there is always a reason to go on. I can only hope that my time on earth is well spent. I want to love those in my life with all I have. I want to be that person without judgment. I should and can too.

In other interesting news, I was invited by a pet magazine to become a guest writer. I'll post more info when I get it. There are several exciting things that are 'in the works' for me......but I'm not one to count my eggs before they hatch, so more on that as it comes to fruition.

Ok, so yesterday we had a yearly business review meeting at work that lasted all day. WOW! I was overwhelmed at how all of us took off our goals and responsibilities and gotten through. C3 is a great group of folks to work with. We are excited to see where things go from here, and we are prepared for whatever the new financial year has for us and continue to impact the life of every student in our country.

This is my life in a nutshell!

My 2 year old Zed is truly bonded with me. He nestles right up to me, sticks his head on the pillow and paws at my hand until I put the blanket over him.

See that picture there ? It's one of my favorite.I was sixteen then.Star toggle clasp.These are my oldest friends.Pinky, Mini,Kimshain ,Dilira and Me.We were brilliant..Hahah ! Just kidding !

I need time to let out the tears and to heal now from the effect of sisterhood traveling pants.

Surviving suberbs

The thing I miss the most about South Delhi is living close to friends and the amount of hours we would spend in Barista, sipping lattes and contemplating the finer things in life. Spending countless hours talking about finer things  in life was always incredibly therapeutic for this wandering heart of mine and off late I've been missing SDA like crazy.  

The weather is pleasant today. And I am trying to give Gurgaon a fair chance; I thought very carefully before deciding to move here, but there is no denying that I am struggling immensely to accept this place.For now, I am just trying my hardest to live in the moment, take note of the fragmented beauty each new day holds and keep them tucked safely in my pocket for the harder days.There was a reason I came...

I know that my ability to give all of my heart to my job and not emotionally exhaust myself comes with having a happy balance of life outside of work. And I've been putting forth a more conscious effort on walking Zed in the evening, exploring new shops and restaurants in my neighborhood. Life in suburb is getting a little easier. :)

On that note, let me tell you I have constant cravings for incredibly domesticated desires now. I have the ability to cook good meals, sew cushion cover and have potted plants and flowers. 

Sharing a snapshot.

Being NT

It’s one of those days when I remain indifferently unimpressed, and completely dissatisfied. What do I expect? It seems like I have started to chase something outwardly that could only be found within. It seems like I have forgotten to be observant and accepting like I first was upon arriving in Delhi 11 years ago. Something has definitely changed and it would be naive for me to blame my environment instead of looking inwards and trying to understand the issue. Or perhaps I should just LIVE. Because in the end it’s up to me to create my own piece of paradise within. It’s never lost, only obscured.

From Jaggery Village (Gurgaon)....

I was 25 when I started this blog. I am 32 now.

Four years ago, I was going through a difficult time, fighting illness that almost took my life...feeling incredibly isolated from the world that I created for myself.Now? Currently, living in Gurgaon.With my dog, Zed and back in business. I can say I am finally at a place where I am enjoying my life again(touch-wood).

It's weird thinking of how much has changed in the last few years. It's hard.This blog has seen me through my bitchiest self, worst breakup, happy ramblings, grief and lots more. Probably if I had more time, I would have a more substantial blog with more dynamic posts but I'm happy as it is.

I want to thank all the people who have helped and supported me throughout the years I have been rattling on, and those who are continually in my life day by day.

There are a few things up my sleeve! But that will happen in a few weeks hopefully.
Check out Zed's pic for now.