Floating thoughts!

'If nothing ever changed, there would be no butterflies'  At 30 I still look forward to those moments which gives me butterflies. 2 years ago on this day, I head to airport with the 2yr old baby in my arms dreading to take the 16hr journey all by ourselves. Given the only abroad trip I had ever made to in life was Thailand on work with the whole team (Yes, it was purely official trip and I did not watch any strip shows) After 2 years, now when I look back, I am thankful that my husband introduced us to this life. The first few months or 1st year was spent crying my heart out, guilt ridden habits and confessions, suicidal thoughts and urge to give up on marriage and rush back to India.  Now I am thankful that I tackle my emotions slightly better than the past 29years. I also realised your career is not location dependent if you are determined and never stop aiming for that dream to come true, no matter if others call it delusion. I am in a happy place. Peopl...

This post is very close to my heart. Initially I thought I should write about us, about women, about appreciating being a woman! However every time I post a pic or a staus, many like them, few comment on them and few even text me to say they are happy for me and  how perfect my life is. Well sorry to burst the bubble, my life has never been perfect. Yes, I have been on exotic holidays, moved abroad, dress up everyday as if I am will be walking on the ramp any moment. But, its not hunky dory life. Apart from my childhood, which I would say was no less than nightmares at times, it contributed to what I am today. No, I wouldn't discuss my trauma and attribute everything to it and cry my heart out. My hardship days as a kid was a reason I wanted to be a strong headed woman, yes I did attempt and I am still not sure if I ever could be tagged under that title. Before you start pitying, I should tell you guys that majority of my friends have been through a phase which would be term...

Its been more than 6 months I logged into this blog. However the title is a wish list I recently added after an outburst on the house chores. Have you ever wondered why we refer to words like 'Help'  'Supportive' 'Lucky' when a man does the work at home. No I am not referring ti Ki and Ka kind of situation. I am referring to those mundane chores that await at home after a long day at work. Washing utensils, stacking books, making beds, vacuuming home and so on. Yes, there are chores which kicks you into reality when you come home after closing a sales call, or getting that dream promotion you had an eye for, or you are too drunk and invite people top crash at your place.  The same chores accomplished by a woman never is appreciated, because its routine. THATS WHAT WOMEN DO! Or like my mom says, 'Oh, come on, men already have so much to worry outside the house, the least you can do is to give him some peace at home'.  I was brought up with this thou...

New year's eve may be over rated but I shamelessly accept I am on the list of their target when they promote parties, getaways and other frills. Since I believe 1st of every year is a glimpse of how you will be spending the rest of the year, I ensure I plan my New Year's eve and 1st of January meticulously. (I just pass a vague idea to my husband who comes out with perfect plan to execute it). 2015 has been wonderful to us with moving away from country and taking few risks. It all started when I wanted a New Year being away from the dreadful winter of Dublin and we chose Turkey as our destination. As per weather reports few months back it should have been +5-6degrees of what Dublin had to offer. Fortunately the weather gods were not pleased and instead we were welcomed with 5-7inch snow in Istanbul. S is very particular of where we stay, he ensures we travel less during holidays and enjoy more in the vicinity of our stay. We carefully chose the hotel next to the ...

Hello there! Its about to be an year I moved to Dublin and fall into the category of so called NRI. The other day someone asked me how can I be an NRI if its just been a year, they had assumed that an NRI would be someone who has gained the citizenship of other country! Thank god its not right and I still have a long way to go for it. Let me tell you that as a kid I though the best part of NRI would be the access to different chocolates you would have. The moment I hit puberty, the bubble burst and I wished to never leave my country. It was time when girls were getting married and I was being nudged to find a suitor who qualifies as Software Engineer (The trend then). People were excited when cousins and distant relatives found suitors who were software engineers because they were prospective NRI relatives in the making. Fortunately I did get married to a software engineer who has no ideas in pipeline to be an NRI! I was more than happy. A tad bit irritated every time someone ...

I have been a typical Salman Khan fan. I can watch and vouch for all the nonsense movies he comes up with.  Today it wasn't different when I stepped out with my 2.5yr old daughter to watch Bajrangi Bhaijaan. Both of us are on paracetamol for 3days now and running with 102 degrees fever, guess the Fan Thing started with me ecstatic every time I saw Salman on screen and now Sia can't hold back her excitement of watching him on screen.  Past few weeks/months I am still trying to cope with changes in life, I draw support from family and friends whom I left behind 1000s of miles behind. These days I break down at a drop of a pin, I can't stop complaining about every small issue which also includes the unpredictable rain of Dublin!  Bajrangi Bhaijaan just got me nostalgic of what mattered the most for me couple of years back. I could trade my whole happiness for the experience of motherhood.  Married at 23, I wanted nothing but being a mother at 24. I have no subtle way to...

This week it's about showing gratitude to 3 people. So let's begin the list:  1. Maternal Grandpa: I have been seeing him in dreams for days now. The picture of him lying on bed with holes across his body to keep his cancer driven brains working over shadowed with the images of the Strict grandpa who drived me crazy. I can't thank him enough for being the person I was most cared of, or the person I loved the most! He brought me up with the most traditional values of love, relations and believing in fairy tales for life. He is the one who let me believe to be swept off my feet by a prince riding a horse & I was but in a black hero puch. He woke me at 6am sharp, water 10000 plant pots, boil the water for bathing with the fire logs and yet pray to God for being given things to live. I am just thankful to him for me the person I am, for I still believe in Happy Endings and there is more to life than just cribbing.  2. BFF ~ Ashi! She doesn't read my blogs, but I am grat...