Gentle Whispers

I talked about Moving on . Mentioning how much the lack of privacy was getting to me. And then I disappeared for almost two months without any indication of what I was planning on doing. Until a very dear friend kicked me in the ass and forced me to think over very carefully what I was planning on doing. The simple truth, however, is that, I love this blog and the idea of shutting it down and moving elsewhere leaves me very near heartbroken. My simple solution however, is that I've created a new blog. A secret one with no clues as to my identity. Where I can safely pour out my soul. But this blog stays and for that I'm glad.

For last year's words belong to last year's language And next year's words await another voice. And to make an end is to make a beginning. T.S. Eliot 2009. The worst of times. 2009 was my year of despair. It had me lower than I have ever been before. 2009 truly gave me the highest of highs and the lowest of lows. It helped me rediscover friendships I thought were a thing of the past. It made me realise how you might think you know someone, only to find out that you don't know them at all. It made me realise what people mean when they say they hate their jobs. Doing something you can't stand, for someone you detest, for very little money is absolutely character building. Believe me. Seriously however, I never realised I had the fortitude and the strength within me to stick to something when the easier option would be to just walk away. A major part of the year saw me more depressed than I have ever been before. Nothing interested me. Noth...

I've been toying with the idea of closing down this blog off late and the more I think about it, the more I like it. I love my blog. My very first one, all mine, bright, shiny. It got me raw and unknowing and it slowly grew on me as did the whole blogging shebang, but the lack of anonymity has begun getting to me. A lot of people I know seem to be reading and half the things I want to blog about, I can't. I often find myself staring at the blank screen, mulling over how I should disguise the people and incidents I am talking about, all of it leading to me feeling very stifled, at which point I just shrug my shoulders and give up. Which might perhaps explain the paucity in posts. Also, almost all the google searches for my name seem to lead here and I don't think it's a very good idea to have my thoughts and feelings laid out here for people who are actually googling me in the first place ! A new blog, a new identity, a new name have been slowly pulling me towards them.

It's been an interesting sort of week. My mum and dad were both out of town on separate conferences and since my brother is home on leave, it's just been him and me. Surprisingly there hasn't been any bloodshed. An achievement by our standards. My dad And as my mother told me about a million times before I left, I am the Woman of the house while she isn't here. Whatever that means. Today however, I'm planning on going for Celebrate Bandra and it should be fun with theatre and dance and art and literature. And if it isn't, well then I'll just make it fun. :D Also, I have my eye on a new template for the upcoming festive season, but it is a little bit too early, so you can expect a new look to my blog sometime soon. I'm keeping my mind open however and if I come across a better one, I'd be all over it. P.S: Anyone who points out the utter pointlessness of this post is here forth banned from the blog. You have been warned.

I haven't been blogging as much as I'd like to lately. There have been ideas, mental jottings, but by the time I sit down in front of the computer, I go entirely blank and I'm struggling for words. Not for this however, Titaxy very generously conferred on me the Humane award almost two weeks ago. I know several people who'd doubt the relevance of this award being given to me, starting with my brother, but I am going to ignore him and to attempt to accept this one gracefully and graciously. Even though I'm not entirely sure that it's not a hint that I'm not humane enough. Also, the wonderful girl just got married and after reading about it, I have now decided that I want a wedding exactly like hers. With warmth, affection, love and laughter. Congratulations again! Anyhoo, back to the original purpose of this post, my Humane award, Now please excuse me while I swig champagne by the bucket load and shout it to the world, all the while, figuring whom I should ...

"I feel sorry for people who don't drink. When they wake up in the morning, that's as good as they're going to feel all day." -Frank Sinatra Amen.

Continuing in my trend of stealing tags, I've whacked this one off Moo , because it just looked like so much fun. So anyway, this is tag is called the ABC tag and because you definitely don't know enough about me already. Here goes: 1) A – Available/Single? Single, the available depends on who wants to know 2) B – Best friend? I don't think I have one best friend. I have several friends who are very close to me. 3) C – Cake or Pie? Tough choice, but I think I'd have to go for the cake especially if it's blueberry cheesecake. 4) D – Drink of choice? Gin and tonic/lemonade. Bacardi and coke, Wine. Contrary to what might come across, I am NOT an alcoholic. 5) E – Essential item you use every day? Bag, cellphone and computer 6) F – Favorite colour? Blue in all its shades, White, black and I have a certain fondness for purple. 7) G – Gummy Bears Or Worms? Worms. They're delish 8) H – Hometown? Technically Goa and Mangalore. In my heart, Mumbai 9) I – Indulgence? Choc...