I missed the smell of BAAH GAAZ ( BAMBOO SHOOT) and the taste of MASOR TENGA ( TANGY FISH CURRY). The joy of waking up to the songs of cuckoo and the wind acting like a set of ten thousand needles piercing your skin. Evening strolls to the favourite momo shop by the corner and weekends at the ice cream parlor. The gossips during the lunch break and rushing for the tuitions after school. The sweaty city bus rides and the queues at the SINGRA ( SAMOSA) stall. The tall mountains and the greens. How I missed you my beautiful place! I can never get enough of you!
Time and again, whenever I and a few girlfriends of mine discuss about the issues on gender equality, have we not discussed about our personal incidents. The stereotypical society that we grew up in has always curtailed upon us from developing many skill sets. Many goals which we could have achieved. Many dreams which still lie buried deep inside our hearts.
It’s been sometime. Sometime since I took up my pen and the paper to figure out the sequence of a post. In fact, to plan a new one. Personal things can damage your work life you see. But certain personal things are unavoidable. They are like that puzzle which you have always been trying hard to solve but to no avail! Like that of the quagmire, which, no matter how hard you try to pull yourself out of it, you keep going inside it.
Deep into it.
Whenever a new trend hits the streets, I get very skeptical. I had the same feelings when I saw TRACKPANTS trending for something other than running. And after seeing them enough, I could not help create a look myself. Below (and above) is how I would wear my trackpants outside the gym:
While growing up I always dreamt of leading a lavish life with spacious bedrooms and luxe bathrooms. Recently, 27th of April, 2017, to be precise, when I was invited to the launch of KEHA CASA, a sprawling 8000 sq. ft. experience centre at Bengaluru’s prominent Kensington Road in Ulsoor, the same childhood memories and thoughts engulfed my head. The founders- Kekin Shah and Abdul Hameed Khan have set up an exclusively luxury area and I couldn’t help but gaze into it with an open mouth!
Time and again, I keep disappearing from the ‘SOCIAL MEDIA CIRCUS’. I am just back from a weekend getaway, some place distant from civilisation. Time and again, I keep stressing on the me- time factor. Days spent in the sun with eyes half closed, feeling the hot and humid air, sweating and soaking in the pool water, some conversations with the friends, some silent walks, gazes into the horizon, smiling at the stars, being local with the cuisine, late night gossips and waking up with swollen eyes and heavy heads!
A woman has many faces and many roles to play. Through this photo- series, I wanted to portray how QUIRKBOX has got it covered for the various roles of a woman. And it being a Spring- Summer collection, there goes flowers and coloured eye make up for the styling.
Are you aware?
Of the sorrows that I’ve been hiding.
The pain and the tears.
You held my hand and swore by the moon.
You sang me a lullaby and make me dream.
That was you. Was that you?
But now, you won’t have my smile!
” Why I ride? It’s simple, happiness. Happiness means different things to different people and for me riding is happiness. When I ride, I feel a cocktail of emotions, happiness and freedom. When I ride, I feel free and for me, freedom is utmost important. “
“I am but just a mannequin.
The world is cold.
Colder than how I felt inside my plastic heart.
For, I am but just a mannequin. “