Recollections from attending my first AWID Forum, an international conference of feminist, women’s and gender rights, LGBTQIA+ movements.
A few types of happy
A few happy moments from tough times.
The Delhi Driving License Test
I wasn’t one of those smart kids who learnt to drive at 18 and comfortably got a license. In the last year, if you think I managed to get a license, at least now, as a 37-year-old, I have to say, unfortunately, no. Not for lack of trying, though; I attempted the test and failed. Before you judge me for failing, I want to tell you about the Delhi license test that is a curse from hell.
Thirty Seven
I turned 37 today!
Thoughts from dosa-making
Making dosas should be straightforward enough, especially for a Tamilian. No? Four thoughts from this morning’s dosa-making experience that mirrors my every dosa-making experience.
Ponniyin Selvan’s songs and the joys of album listening
Stream of consciousness, slightly obsessive writing about music ahead. Do you listen to the soundtrack of a yet-to-be-released film and wonder how the songs will feature in the film?
Gong Xi Fa Cai
These odd memories are among the few things that remind me that my time in Singapore wasn’t a dream I made up.
Words
Eighteen years ago, as an eighteen-year-old (gasp! half-my-lifetime ago!), I decided to put my words on the internet. On a “blogspot” blog, with unfiltered thoughts and wise quips, heartaches and complaints. And last week, wrapping up 2022, I wrote this in my diary: Why should I write? Who cares? What’s the point of this expression…
Gaadi Chalaana Seekhein – Indian Road Philosophies
I finally learnt how to drive a car. At 36, this is rather late…but finally I know what to do when you put me behind a steering wheel.
Coffee in the USA
For someone who’s had coffee all of 20 times in her life, the US was a crash course on coffee drinking. It was an adventurous, nerve-wracking, and fashionable ride.