Tag: life

What Distracts You From Focusing On What’s Important?

For Day 2 of my October journaling exercise, I got this fairly deep prompt. “What distracts you from focusing on what’s important?” When I think of this question, I have to first think of what is important to me. In the morning today, I got a call from a company that wanted me to join

In What Ways Are You Holding Yourself Back?

Last year, I joined a delightful Facebook group that invited us to reflect on the year that was passing us by with a series of daily prompts. That group then inspired another called Simple Life, Happy Life. This month, the admin of that group decided to start a lovely little journaling exercise for the month

Where Is The Ikigai In My Life?

The other day, I came across an article that mentioned ikigai. Having been to Japan last year and having fallen in love with the country, I was intrigued. What is Ikigai? According to Wikipedia: As I dug deeper, I realized that ikigai has exploded into the world recently, much like hygge. Scores of articles now

The Art of Humor: Finding Happiness From Humor

Many years ago, I met a friend of mine, Vishy, in a Mexican restaurant in Chennai. That day, I was a bundle of nerves, having had to coordinate a chamber orchestra from Germany that was being sponsored by the company I worked for. It was also the first time I was meeting this friend after

Nostalgia, my Father

I read the wonderful Bangalore Blue last month by Steven Carvalho. I was so delighted by the nostalgia it evoked that I have been recommending this to anyone I know who loves Bangalore. First, it was my sister. And then, I gave it to my Dad. My father doesn’t read anything apart from a newspaper.

What I Read In July

I was caught in a bit of a book slump last month. There were a combination of factors for this slump. One was that nothing I read seemed to catch my attention long enough. I was hungry for books that were fast enough to read and not too taxing on my mind. Also, my close

In Memory – 11 July

Many years ago, on this day, I came home from school to find a crowd in front of my house. As I got out of my friend’s Ambassador car, my stomach churned. Surely, this gathering could not be a friendly family get-together. It wasn’t. As I was about to open the gate, my sister’s sister-in-law

Chaos

Another one of my strange drafts found in my Gmail. This must have been after a break-up. Something that must have devastated me enough to write this. And yet, again, I feel I am reliving my life as I read this. I can write that this is exactly how I feel right now. Just right

Circles

On 9.02.09, I wrote the below poem. I try and think why I wrote this. I don’t know. I can’t remember. Just like that, I am reminded of the frailty of memories. Yesterday, I was talking to a beautiful friend of mine. We ended up discussing some of our travel escapades. We laughed when we

Scorn Soul

Another poem I discovered in my Gmail drafts. Writing poetry can be cathartic and therapeutic. I must have written this poem in anger probably more than 10 years earlier. But in a strange case of deja vu, I can say that it echoes every thing I feel right now as well. History keeps repeating itself.