5 years ago I got a message in the middle of the night. It was not good news. I had never lost someone close to me (at 28 that made me pretty lucky), and the grief was surprising in it’s intensity. We all called him Papa: my parents, aunts, uncles, and cousins. My Grandfather hadContinue reading “Papa”
I have this crazy superstition that the way I spend New Year’s Eve, dictates how my year will go. It has happened a few times, so it has sort of stuck with me through the years. On New Year’s Eve 2007, my friend Tandi and I roamed the streets of Manhattan all night, avoiding creepyContinue reading “New Year’s Eve & My Silly Superstitions”
I’ve been in Delhi for about a month now. As I write this, a stray ant crawls across the floor of my bedroom. I barely notice them anymore; they are now a part of my daily existence. Two or three grace my shower every morning. I try not to kill them but there is noContinue reading “A Little Inconvenience”
Failure is defined by the Mirriam-Webster dictionary as “omission of occurrence or performance” (specifically a duty or action), “a state of inability to perform a normal function” or “a fracturing or giving way under stress”. It has a few other definitions involving bankruptcy, deterioration and the very profound “one that has failed”, but I’d likeContinue reading “Thoughts on Failure”
When you’re looking for work time morphs in such strange ways. Weekends seem long, dismal and never ending – because you know the chances of hearing from anyone are slim. Weekdays pass quickly and public holidays become this irritating inconvenience instead of a day of to relax and unwind. Every moment you are not doingContinue reading “Waiting”
As a writer, I’m often faced with the problem of language and it’s limitations. Words are our tools, tools we use to shape and create images and characters, to reach into the brains of our readers and show them something they have not seen before at least in our specific version of an event orContinue reading “Words”
I’ve often felt (and been told) that what happens in the yoga room echoes what happens in the world outside. The challenges you face on your mat, are parallel to those you face in life. Unemployment and yoga have traditionally gone well for me together. I can practice at all times of the day, andContinue reading “Yoga and Life”
Nobody needs to tell you that unemployment sucks. When you spend your every waking moment writing cover letters time warps to snail pace. Hours seem like days. Days seem like weeks. Weeks seem like years. The recent recession created much unemployment and layoffs but it was also responsible for giving a lot of people theContinue reading “Unemployment”
I was sitting at my desk working on something for Mooney On Theatre when I first felt the tremors. Growing up in India I had experienced a few earthquakes, usually not much more than a very short faint sensation of the ground shaking beneath my feet. Often I thought I had dreamed it. However, todayContinue reading “#Earthquake?”
I was at the Hasty Market below my building for an emergency Tide run yesterday when I encountered the woman with no fingers. I ignored her on my way to the back aisle where I know the laundry detergent rests flanked by cat litter and dish soap, staring into over-priced Tropicana juices (often leaking everContinue reading “Charity”
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