My real life pensieve

This blog is my real life pensieve (full disclosure: I am something of a Harry Potter aficionado. I shall try and keep the nerdiness in control).

Over the last twenty four hours, I have read and re-read every single blogpost and comment. And re-lived the last decade or so. A lot of firsts there. My first job. My first salary. My first work related travel. Some poetry. A few I-can’t-believe-I-still-do-that moments.
And before this starts to look like the final episode of an etched out drama from the Balaji Telefilm stables, with a re-hash of all happy ocassions and joyous moments, I will move on.

I think this blog has become an e-journal of sorts - me posting random junk from everyday life and my friends Apar, Swe, Siri, Shuba, Sriram and Ramya providing a running commentary on how it is to be me. Man, I was funny. A little juvenile too. And spelling challenged sometimes. And, do I know how to crib.
In a lot of ways I am still the same person, except for the extra pounds I have added to my frame. A little bit goofy, a little bit funny. A tad sentimental.
I know all this sounds like a speech you give after you have won a lifetime achievement award. Thirteen years does seem like one though!

So basically what I meant to say was - this blast from the past has been fun. And is motivation enough to blog and then some more.

And I am back!

I am back. After two years.
And this is my hundredth post by the way. Drum roll please.

Hundred posts in thirteen years. 11 years of gainful employment. 2 employers. 5 continents. Numerous holidays including Appa Amma’s first visit to the US last year (yes. That is a milestone in itself. You do not know my parents!). A hazaar reruns of F.R.I.E.N.D.S. and Burn Notice ( I am obsessed with that show - it’s the idiot box equivalent of my literary obsession with the Sherlock Holmes collection.) Numerous endeavors to move away from those dangly earrings (all attempts to nail the whole “adult” thing)and every single one of them unsuccessful. What a pity that there are no replacement patches for this craving for aural embellishments . The struggle is real.

So is the struggle for finding something novel and interesting to write about - equal parts everyday drama and quirky humor. (Did we just get this blog’s theme right?!)

I promise to blog this year. Consistently. And did I say Happy New Year!!