Holding onto 2025

As I am writing this post on Jan 15, few of my resolutions are already broken(yes, you are not alone!) but I have not given up. Hope is what makes you wake up everyday and I’m holding on like the song from Bandish Bandits season 2. 

I had liked the season 1 of the series Bandish Bandits considering how I loved the classical Indian music. I considered the gharanas of the north India another traditional version of its counterpart in southern carnatic music. I remember relating to the scenes where fusion and rock filmy songs are considered “corrupted mindset”. I was similarly not allowed to play film songs on my carnatic veena when young. Maybe it did sour the relationship with the instrument a teeny bit, but seeing the insta worthy videos and reels and old artists adapting to the new tech is renewing my interest slowly. 

I felt the new season was little repetitive on the romantic aspect. Many reviews were based on why the female protagonist kept crying and blaming etc but I felt the conflict was more clearer in this season rather than first. Personal relationship expectations is dangerously high from the person you are inspired for your art and unless you can balance that thin line, it’s not everyone’s cup of tea. 

The music was alright to me but since band championship which looks similar to Indian reality shows was brought into the script, the story went beyond limiting itself to our age old traditional classical music. Garaj garaj rock version was obviously the highlight for me with that sitar from Mahi aka Purbayanji giving me the goosebumps. 

How’s your first two weeks of 2025? 

The Let it go attitude

Like all other moms, I have always been tormented with mommy guilt. Feeling of not being “good enough” mom. Slowly I realised it’s nothing to do with gender or being a parent but a conditioning problem. I noticed others who doesn’t have this attitude, at least in parenting or self confidence. There is an “I don’t care” attitude in general which doesn’t mean they don’t give **** about the person but means they don’t give ****  to the outcome of what they do. They will take decisions and if they end up being wrong they are gonna brush off and start again or different but without any wallowing guilt or berating themselves or without any worries of how the outcome can affect others. I so want to have that. 

The instances where I saw this happening is in parenting usually. From young age children are given mobile phones to play(been there, done that) for unlimited times. The patience is running out indeed and it will, but have you stopped for a second and figured out what else could be done. How to improve the quality of life of yours and your child’s? Maybe take deep breaths and “regulate” emotions. Work out the boundaries with other family members for which you need to first work on yourself. I learnt this the hard way, of course, but that shouldn’t stop me from writing it all down to make it easy for you, right? (Or rather preach your ears out!) 

I have felt jealous of older men and women who gets up at 4-5am, travel a lot, keep themselves busy with multiple jobs or side businesses, doing exercising, playing sports and what not(going on dates!??!). All I wanted to ask them is what do they do with their kids? Where are they? Watching tv at home? Are they burning your house? Or killing (chilling?)with their “besties” at their house? 

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Friendships as butterflies

For some writers, writing is cathartic. To let go of the emotions which are overflowing through their minds. I remember writing this blog to put out my experiences as a way to create connections with other people. In my retrospective times, I realise I have always been wanting to make “connections” and “long lasting friendships” as seen in movies and shows.

I wonder whether we seek friendships or societal connections for meeting the needs of self- validation through friendships. To have the impression that I am important to someone, for them to take time out and call me or go for chit chat, have intellectual talk, seek advice etc. I remember feeling the need to fill the void after being in college, though it actually started in high school. Whoever I have asked for feedback, kept telling me they considered me as a weirdo in those times. I don’t deny, considering how I have sent prank emails to someone in college to get attention! It took me years and few broken hearts to figure that, our friendships too, like in relationships, can break up, can get cheated on, be lonely etc. Social media validation in the form of likes and followers are clear examples of what we were looking for in the 90s era. To realise that those were not even crushes, but an effort for ourselves to feel good in the eyes of random people. I remember reading Normal People by Sally Rooney and quite relatable to being Marianne. 

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100 words again

The last month of 2024. The retrospective posts and resolution posts will start soon across the blogging world. The last few days, I have been posting on thinkdeli daily, as part of writing challenge and I really loved it. Also realised that, why I don’t post in this blog anymore is because of the perfectionist attitude. How much ever I accept it, the doubt creeps in and I give up in midway creating drafts and diary entries rather than posts. The aim was to write just 100 words in a day. Remember how we used to write dribble(55 words) and drabble(100 words)? Writing stories at once is more harder when I am not used to having a writing habit. So I set free write 100 words as the minimum for now. Let’s see how far it will go.

Heavy books of 2024

The year 2024 has been good for my reading goals. The goodreads challenge is completed and the streak goes on. Thankfully no slump yet. The major successes was in completing two heavy books, namely ‘Shantaram‘ and ‘The covenant of water‘.

Shantaram

Initially the huge book with so many pages intimidated me. I even left the book the first time since I couldn’t overcome the page barrier. The next time, I kept pursuing Lin and his journey in India. The writing was very fluid. There were many quotable lines at which I had to break and take breaths. They all looked simple but seemed like deep introspective quotes of intelligent man. Somewhere along the line I found out that its based on true events and that really spiked me up. More than the observed descriptions of the nature, physical attributes of Indian society, I admire how he could tap into the positive aspects of Indian culture, while being not brainwashed into it or admonishing how the culture could squeeze and acts as chains. A balanced approach as in seeing the positives though not ignoring the negatives and this is mainly in the form of emotions. There is no questioning of why Karla is aloof or blaming the corruption of India etc. It just describes the events and also his thoughts around them. The section on Afghanistan was the most boring but yet most horrific too. To get a view on how the minds have become corrupted to the idea of religion, for which you can kill and live the worst life is mind boggling. The ending of the book invites you to the continue onto the second book, but I needed a break. Its difficult to digest the truths regarding his deep philosophical thoughts and complexities of human minds, and the stories revolving around friendships and enemies that form in adverse situations and how they betray and for what reasons.

The covenant of water

The covenant of water‘ was much discussed in another book club nearby. Its blurb description of Kerala reminded me of ‘God of small things‘ by Arundhati Roy which I read much long ago, so long that I have even forgotten the story. There were parts of the book which resembled the House of Blue Mangoes by Davidar. Maybe its because of the same era.  The book is heavy because of the number of deaths that happen across the seven decades and three generations. Some of them were shocking twists and pulls you into depression just like how the characters feel. Some of the quotes seem to be from Bible and famous books, which the author has given references to. The element of medicinal terms and surgical scenes description can creep the faint hearted ones like me with good imagination. Also the leprosy topic keeps coming back again and again and forces you to face that disease and the patients who were avoided both in real and in the book. In between, the book slowed me down with Naxalites and the slow pace. The twist in the end makes it worthwhile.

Both books send me on research journeys on google. Shantaram sent me on a search to figure out the real Lin, GDR, who is almost invisible on internet. The real locations and interviews available on Youtube were a revelation. For ‘The covenant of water‘ book, I had to find out more on the real Condition and the leprosy disease. I never knew that poking a brain could not induce pain! 

Double take

Sitting in my balcony sipping tea, I notice cloud bubbles in the sky. Beautiful phenomenon. A pattern from the nature. How many blessed people would have noticed such things? 

I took the mobile. Clicked the pic. Thought of posting an Insta story. That’s what I would have done few years ago. Or maybe a full fledged post with “deep” meaning or random captions which either would evoke a ? reply from the new “Gen Z”, or make people think for a moment what weirdo I am. But that’s in the past. I see how the photo turned out and then deleted it. 

Why I did that? My mind was tricking me into negative thinking. Throwing me questions( Sawal pe sawal dialogue). Why you want to clutter your mobile phone storage? Aren’t you already paying for Google photo storage? Don’t you remember the kiddo asking why I was having strange photos like these when Google nostalgia aunty throws memories on the front page? And then the deep ones. What purpose does it serve to save these many photos? Why can’t you just enjoy the moment? Listen to all the past and future gurus, presently called as influencers, preach to us. Be present. 

So I looked up again, and I see the pattern is fading. I took a picture again.

I listened to the gut instinct. Why? Mainly because I never had a liking towards the Gurus and the new influencers. And as per “Thinking fast and slow”, and other “self help books based on science”, which I have started but not(or never) completed yet, the invisible powers of the soul in your mind do know better. In the hope that we have feeding nourishing food for thought and avoiding junk, I believe it will guide us in dire circumstances like these. 

Did you do any double takes today? 

NB: Blogpost drafted on thinkdeli.com