“Happy birthday to you” * 720 times and cutting at least 3-4 cakes used to be the norm on every 09/11 for the last 4/5 years of my life if I was not travelling outside India. My parents and my lil’ sis, Sneha would get a cake delivered to me, my ex-girlfriend would get one and try and surprise me…
My life is all squares and rectangles…. Clear edges and straight lines…. I trust them when they say there is no grey, however, what they will never find out is that if I love you; there’s a lot of non ‘black and white’!! P.S. : For everyone I have loved in life _____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ For all the awkwardness and…
This post is all about being thankful to an amazing human being and now a great friend. When I moved to Houston and knew no one I had a lot of time on my hands. Time that I spent alone in my apartment. What else would I do? I knew no one in the 4th largest (population wise) city in…
My best friend Ana and I are from different countries and had never known each other before meeting at a client location one winter morning. That day at lunch we started talking and things just escalated to a completely different level for two complete strangers who are from different backgrounds, different cultures, had different go to languages as well…
It was an early start for all of us (Amy, Brez, Dalan and me) on Boxing Day and we were in the car at around 7:30a.m. (ET). It was also an extremely foggy morning and freezing so Dalan had to turn the heat up in spite of us all layered up (I want to visit Iceland, Alaska and the North Pole…
This past December (2017), I decided to take a crazy travel-filled vacation. My friends, Amy and Dalan, invited me to come visit the extended Selvig family in Grand Rapids, MI and I didn’t need a second invite. Having experienced a traditional ‘white’ (yes, it snowed and no, not being racist) Christmas with them last year (2016) made me look forward…
Love to her was the brilliance that his existence made her life fulfilling, love to him was the idea that her existence kept him from being lonely… Love for her was sacrificing everything for anything that he wanted, love for him was not giving up on what was convenient for him… Love for her was constantly looking out for his…
The one thing that makes me feel like I am in a time machine is being on a train. I love the way train journeys make me feel. They give me a rush. A concoction of so many emotions that if I want to explain it, I would have to probably tell you everything that I experience on a train….
As a child who loved to run around, But, afraid to sit by himself on the merry-go-round, You inspired him to maintain his ground, and With the bat and ball a passion he found. Twirls, poses and appeals abound, Whether awake, eating, in his dreams or any place he could bound (to), Such was your grip on…
Love, the word itself has a unique and mysterious ring to it. Some swear by its purity, some by its prowess, some of its magnanimity, some by its eccentricity and some of the wreckages and wars it causes both in the minds and in the souls of people who have experienced it. Right since when I was a kid, I…
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