Hi all, I am happy to announce that my blog, This Is My Truth, have been featured on Femina magazine October 2017 issue among India's top 50 female bloggers, under the women issues section. I am very glad about this after 12 years of relentless blogging, although in principle, bloggers shouldn't be looking for print … Continue reading My Blog This Is My Truth Featured on Femina Magazine
Talking about that shit called Love. I won't talk much about it anymore. Already shared a lot on my Facebook and Twitter. We authors cannot write about someone unless they are out of our lives. But this man is a bit of exception. He found me on Twitter, expressed his crush, said "I love you" … Continue reading This Shit Really Did Happen, It Was On The Morning Papers, Then Came the But
3rd April 2017 Cancer. Not a disease but a culture. A major story twist. The deadly misfortune has been part of the most tragic films and literature. Mostly it would be the male protagonist, he falls sick and doctors tell him, “You have last stage Cancer, only few days of your life are left” and … Continue reading Cancer The Misfortune That Fell On Us
A 63 year old patient with severe fluid in both lungs, rapidly decreasing oxygen saturation (90 to 85 to 81 percent within few hours) and increasing breathing trouble was not given any treatment at Max Hospital Emergency, simply because they had no room to admit her. "Take her to another hospital" said the Max Hospital … Continue reading “Take Her To Another Hospital” Max Hospital Emergency Didn’t Give Treatment Because No Room To Admit Patient
There is a thing in Bengali, 'Biyer Khaat' meaning wedding bed. Usually, how it works is when a girl gets married, it is customary for her parents to provide the matrimonial bed, bedding, dressing table, almirah as gifts/dowry and in that bed the couple start a new life, make love, have babies. As children grow … Continue reading Biyer Khaat, The Wedding Bed For A Feminist
Writing this in lightening speed. Gotta keep my followers updated on what's happening in life even though my hands are too full for blogging. For the last 3 days all I am doing is lying under my favourite Portico sheets and telling myself "So much work to do" but not getting up and doing them. … Continue reading Hugh Laurie is Getting A Star I Am Not Invited and Other Stories
Hello people. A confession, the staying off Facebook / Twitter didn't really work. Social media platforms are no longer just places to share your thoughts but also to seek information and exchange ideas. This bit was missing when we first started blogging. Back then it was only about sharing. So that's a learning from this experiment. … Continue reading The News Sucks And There’s a Femicide in Guatamela
How does a woman reconcile and negotiate her cultural identity with the gender identity where her culture is inherently oppressive to women.
Alright whenever mom is not around I have a lot of issues with dad. This blog has already seen evidence of that. Since last night he's given me 10 warnings that, "Tomorrow, early morning, I would go to Sarojini Nagar Market." In this heat, he wants to venture out, go to Sarojini from Dwarka, changing two … Continue reading When Old People Don’t Know They Are Old And Are Stubborn
I will be writing this blog through the day, with each update I would send a Tweet and FB update.
Facebook and social media in general is making me miserable. So I am doing an experiment to answer some existential crisis.
When watching a film is not about entertainment. I was staying with a bunch of young hippies who were playing guitar and singing songs early in the morning. I took a shower and went and sat next to them listening to their music and smiling. I had to catch the train at 9.30 am and … Continue reading Surreal dream, pain and Darren Aronofsky’s Pi
10th Oct 2015 Last night the adda at SVD's place was particularly fun, I cannot remember when was the last time I laughed so much. Perhaps it was the good Icelandic liquor and potent dope or a recently heart broken R who opened up a lot more than he usually does or a frustrated M … Continue reading Love is not complicated people are
I just came back from my SWBT (Single Woman Budget Traveler) trip to Manali, Leh and parts of Ladakh. I went impromptu, solo, on a budget, I traveled in state run public transport and shared cabs and stayed in low cost home stays (costing INR 400-500 per night). I think what I did was pretty … Continue reading Life is back off track and I love it
"People move on, get hurt, come back and find me there still." On reconnecting with a man who used to have a crush on me a decade ago. He still remembers the crush. Told him I was always just a text away. There is nothing worse than two lonely friends not connecting with each other. It … Continue reading On reconnecting
The Singer sewing machine is a cultural symbol from a bygone era. Every woman or man has their own memory and story around the Singer machine. My mom's story begins when at the age of 11 she lost her mother. The sound of her mother working on the singer sewing machine till late night, when … Continue reading The woman and her sewing machine – portrait of Indian middle class mother in 70s-80s
Oye Lucky Lucky Oye that Abhay Deol starer film was one of my all-time favourite films. Not anymore for I met a Lucky in my real life. It happened in broad day light at the Hauz Khas - IIT gate traffic signal, opposite to Essex Farm, amidst a heavy Monday evening traffic and right under the nose … Continue reading I met Lucky but I didn’t get lucky – Delhi’s Thak Thak Gang’s smooth criminals
It's 3 am. The sky outside is thundering and pouring. I can't sleep. I find the night so much more interesting than day, that I don't feel like sleeping over it. Right now, all is quiet. Am alone in my room, on my bed. This space is so secure, so comfortable, so completely mine. No intruders, … Continue reading Night in and outside my bedroom
23rd July 2012 I would never be able to explain it to anybody, including myself, how much it helps, writing a blog post at the most vulnerable times of my life. The only way I can ever express myself is by typing my heart out right here, away from every human eyes. So what happened … Continue reading Matter
Update dt 3-Jun-2012 - This is a rant. --- Its about 1.30 am, in exactly 12.5 hours I am required to present my Business Plan at our 10000 women program, in front of a special panel. My B-plan is not even 40% complete. And yet I am on this blog. I am here because I … Continue reading That emotional intimacy issue…
The heart is so not where my dick is. If I were a man, I would have said that about my current situation. So change the 'vital instrument' to something more befitting my gender, you would get my point right. I don't know what else to call this but love and I just feel so … Continue reading The heart is not where the dick is
This blog is back in action with its original content, feelings and emotions from the bottom of my heart, bare truth for the world to read. I spent all of 2010 worrying over the fact that everybody who knew me in real life, all the friends, the family members, colleagues, read my blog too often … Continue reading Alone and alive (Final Chapter of Book of Romance-Part 1)
Curiosity compels me to repeat certain actions adhering to the matters of heart over & over again, in spite of a closet full cats killed by, you guessed it, curiosity.
That is on 23rd of Jan. It was also the birthday of Netaji Subhash, Bal Thackeray and Lord Denning. I simply cannot stop obsessing over the coincidence of my birth date matching with these men, a fierce freedom fighter, the original Indian Godfather and one of the most popular Jurist who worked so much for … Continue reading So it was my birthday yesterday
Last couple of weeks have been eventful. I traveled, attended two very different types of events and then there was the loss of my paternal grandmother. This is to capture some of the moments from the last few days. --- 7th to 13th December, Bangalore: As already mentioned I went to Bangalore to speak at … Continue reading Two events in two cities – Jstor workshop & India Social Summit 2010 – and one loss: Eventful life as always
The greatest tragedy of my life is that my parents and my nearest and dearest family don’t understand what do I do in life, who am I. Since they don’t know, from there it follows, they are not proud of me, not particularly ashamed but not proud to the extent that when it comes to … Continue reading Boats on the water, not steps on the ladder
You know what they say about professionalism, that you cannot be personal. The last few months, in fact the whole year I barely blogged, whatever I did write, like updates on my professional life, my new entrepreneurial venture, some of my interviews that got published on other blogs, none of these were really stuff that … Continue reading Hello again, life
Samyukta Media is alive and kicking, please visit website for more updates http://www.samyuktamedia.com So it has been about 3 months that I have quit and an update is much needed on how has life been without a job. Life has been good, more importantly, it has been exactly the way I planned. Sometimes I get worried when … Continue reading Launch of Samyukta Media: My small step in a big world
"A 100 years from now, who are you to be, reading me with curiosity?" ~ Rabindra Nath Tagore If I could paint I would make a painting. Four walls and me, leaning on a corner, screaming. Scream till I lose my voice. Just scream. On the final day, when all of this will be over, … Continue reading Tag this one as dark, depress, scream
November 2009, Samode Palace, Rajasthan, 'Breakthrough' was having its strategic planning and retreat. In an interactive game the staff were asked to mention the date/month they joined Breakthrough and how has their journey been so far. When it was my turn I said, "I joined Breakthrough one and half months back and if jobs were … Continue reading Public Announcement: I am no longer associated with Bell Bajao
The news has reached the purple sea, child king has picked up the brush and is about make a new painting. Kaefen, the sea monkey carried the news to his favorite 'smile maker the dream chaser'. "Girl, do you know, your days of picking tears are about to be over." It was a great day, she … Continue reading Hope is the fool’s greatest dream, but is there another way?
2004 I had once fallen in love with a man who I never met. I was in my early 20s, Munish had just started distancing himself from me for reasons completely unknown to me. He behaved rudely with me in public, said things to hurt me often. He was a different person altogether. I was … Continue reading This is what hope does
You will know when you will meet your soul mate, you'll just know. There's no way you'll be wondering, “Is this my soul mate?” A soul mate is a part of you which you didn't even know exist, which was lost but you didn't realize until you found it. Like sometimes while moving your furniture … Continue reading Love is not your bailout
Update: 17th May 2010 - I had earlier kept this post in private mode making it public today, because enough time has passed and that guy didn't ask me for a second date and now I don't think I am going to see him again. This is a follow up to my previous post 'The … Continue reading The chase: The First date
My dreams are getting Bizarre by the day. I dream every night, never have a sound sleep and usually wake up with a strange feeling. Sometimes I can remember them, sometimes I don't, if they were too strong and bizarre I write them down. This was last night's dream. To set the context: I Went … Continue reading Another Bizarre dream: Anybody to interpret?
Frequency of post on this blog has gone down so miserably because too many people are now reading it. It has always remained a personal blog where I used to write all my deepest feelings. But not any more. Now, recently I went out on a date. Like a proper date. The most obvious thing … Continue reading Information Overload
I don't know if its a coincidence or not but I happen to write whenever it pours unexpectedly and beautifully in the National Capital. And these writings always come in mind while I am coming home from work. In 2005, I used to work in Nehru Place, I thought of this post while sitting in … Continue reading The search, the chase and the soulmate
This weekend it is my Birthday. Read my previous Birthday posts - 2009, 2008, 2007, 2006 10 am No body called at mid-night this year. Of all the friends only Snigdha called so far. She asked if I am feeling any wiser and any more prudent with another year added to life. Good question. Well … Continue reading Birthday 2010 – Am I any wiser?
And just like that the year 2009 went by. Exactly the same way went '07 and '08 with the blink of an eye, leaving me behind with many exciting moments, many reasons to smile, many moments of pride and success, and some same old blank sheets, and that same old yet to realize dream. TED … Continue reading Happy New Year, that dream is still there
Jango at his daily vigil This morning we lost our dog Jango. He was 11 and a half years old. He had never shown signs of old age until last Sunday when he refused to eat his meals. This was the first time ever that he said no to any thing that was edible. He … Continue reading In anticipation of life to come, mourning a life gone.
This weekend and another weekend this month or last month, the Saturday evenings were spent at Snigdha-Vinayak's place. What I usually do is land up at their place for lunch and then hang around till dinner. Towards the evening we always go to the terrace and enjoy the breeze and do a lot of talking. … Continue reading This weekend – night drive, motherhood, lost love and more
The train is now chugging through the hills, going in and out of tunnels every now and then. Manoshi is tapping her foot to the rhythm of a certain song playing on her MP3 player and she is reading a book. There's no one else in the compartment. As the train entered a tunnel again, … Continue reading Chugging along
Phew! So much is going on in life, just don't have the time to blog. This person asked, "whats up?" Now for some it might just be a conversation starter but for me it is a dilemma, should I or shouldn't I start telling what all is really up. Let me see, umm, from the … Continue reading Going to attend ‘India Lies in You,’ Quitting from Mutiny’s Managing Editor position
[Scene - I, 22nd Jan 1977, Jalpaiguri a small town in north West Bengal] She spent all of last night sobbing in his arms. "The doctor said 21st is the date but I never had a labour pain. And now the baby has even stopped moving. Some thing must be wrong with the baby, I … Continue reading A star was born
25th October 08 Over the past few weeks I have been going through, what I understand it to be, the most depressing phase of my life. I never knew what exactly depression means and how it gives you a fuckall feeling all through the day. I don't feel like going out of the walls I … Continue reading Life in Bangalore: On staying alone in my proud house
Furobiker Abhishek, Lakshmi, Kalyan, Arnold, Aneesha, Seema, PP, Eddie, Rashmi, Snigdha and Anantha - Thanks to each one of you for still being around. I bestow upon you the 'Most loyal reader' awards. And from this day on this blog is going to start a new chapter in its life with 11 of its most … Continue reading Thanks
Did anybody miss me? A lot has been going on. Will tell you all about it. Blame Twitter for the lack of blogging by the way. They made it so easy to express in such few words that you dont' wanna write long pages anymore. A few drafts are lying around since November. Will publish them … Continue reading Long time, I know
I asked, to someone I had a casual sex with, "Do you ever think about me?" He is also a friend, actually first a friend, the sex was like really casual and I am not even thinking of making it a regular activity, not because he wasn't good, he was, but because sex can't hold … Continue reading If you were a poet, would you write a song for me?
Dr. Motion accused me of paying more attention to Mutiny and extending step motherly attitude to TIMT. Well she is right. Blogging has not been really happening the way it used to be 3 years back. There is no particular reason for it. I just don't feel so much anymore to be expressed. I feel … Continue reading Long time no incoherence
