I like big “ands”, and I cannot lie.

"You drive really well for a girl". Each time someone says that to me, which is unfortunately more often than I'd like, my brain responds with a massive ugh, which I have learnt to translate into a more "girl-like" mumble-sigh that could be taken for a thank-you on the outside. Because that, despite probably being intended… Continue reading I like big “ands”, and I cannot lie.

The “Real world” assumption.

In one of the most powerful scenes in the edu-documentary "Most Likely to Succeed" (which, by the way, if you haven't seen already, you absolutely must), a teacher trying out something new in a classroom is having a meeting with some of his students to talk about the new pedagogy he has introduced in class.… Continue reading The “Real world” assumption.

Us. Within our rhythms.

We take our circumstances and beliefs, and find our choices within. You, to the best of your ability, slightly enchanted by your needs of the moment. Me, to the best of mine, finding my way amidst the sea of my wishes. We, dancing our moves through this stage full of improvisers, occasionally swinging together. Organising… Continue reading Us. Within our rhythms.

Who else? Who else?

Two friends, perhaps in their early 30s, sit talking at the table in front of me. Their conversations are unapologetically loud, punctuated by lots of laughter and “are you f*cling kidding me?!”. Judging by their awkward but tight hug when they walked in, they probably haven’t met in a while. I sit quietly reading my… Continue reading Who else? Who else?

Auto-ride lessons in negotiations.

Through my auto journey today, we come across several signals. Each with its own kind of beggars. The usual suspects. We meet a cripple, a mother with a son, eunuchs. Each have their own negotiation strategies that they use, inspiring a different evasion strategy from me. Aap ko yeh bura lagwayenge. Kuch logon ko dhamkayenge.… Continue reading Auto-ride lessons in negotiations.

A flight journey. Too many families. A gorgeous man. And me. (Among others)

I find my seat in the flight. 3 kids and 2 infants in a 2 row radius. Check the battery of my ipod; gonna need that. A newly wed couple arrives on the other side of my row. And a gorgeous gentleman takes the seat beside mine. Light teal blue shirt, jeans, octagonal jaw and… Continue reading A flight journey. Too many families. A gorgeous man. And me. (Among others)