World is celebrating 'valentines week'. The week of love. Its gooood! People have something to distract themselves from this cruel world and spend some time with 'beloved'. This made me think about 'love' and here's what i came up with. Love is something that has been largely misinterpreted by people out there. It is only being restricted to physical attraction and infatuation. The 'couple goals' are the people who seem beautiful to us on instagram, or those who show their love publicly, or if a boy decorates a table in a cafe etc.. Well, what i think is: it is waaaayyy beyond this. It is when you just feel a deeper level of connection with someone. Even if you go days without any form of talking or connection, you are assured that no matter what, nothing can set you apart from him/her. It is not the butterflies in stomach, but a sense of calmness when you're with them. It is beyond materialism. It is level of understanding, compatibility,...
Hola! Dear Reader, Right now it's Saturday, 3:52 AM. It's July in Boston. Peak summer, humid days, hot nights, and a loud-ish white noise of my age old window air conditioner, which I bought from a couple living in Cambridge for around $80. I think this is one of the most useful purchases I did - of the few things I get for myself. Anyway, this blog was in the back of my head since the last time I wrote it in 2022. It was a conscious effort of me wanting to reduce digital footprint, I fairly managed to do so. But hey, a lot happened in these 20 months! I mean it - A LOT. Changed a lot as a person, learn quite a few things (grateful for them). And grateful for everything. Updates (unsolicited) Tucky graduated !! P in Jersey !! Him, Ashish bhai went to Utah, Kedar bhai left USA for Canada !! Made new good friends... and some 46 more things (which I won't be writing here). (Fortunately) I got laid off in Feb 2024. The first 2 days were devastating, but then I realized that ...
Just came back from Allston Market. Got myself a packet of maggi, some frozen parathas, a couple of good days and buttermilk. This is a very unusual shopping list of mine, since I make my own rotis and dough, along with buttermilk. And rarely do I get myself maida (maggi and cookies). You might have guessed. It's my final week in Boston. There's no point of buying a 10 kilogram aashirwad atta, or basmati rice pack. Also, I stuffed all my clothes into one large cardboard box. The jacket from banana republic, that black t shirt i never wear, the cargos and linen pants, the 3 tommy shirts I got, my favorite pair of denims, and this list goes on... While packing, I realized I don't wear 90% of these clothes. It's the same 3 tshirts, 2 shirts and 3 trousers for me. I can (an am) surviving without those 'extra' clothes. But for some reason, I cannot throw them away. It's not about the material value associated with them. Heck, I couldn't care less about their...
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