A writers' block that's lasted forever!

Why do I write? Why does anybody write? There must be a zillion reasons why. For me, the underlying reason, every single time, is when I have something to say. I've talked earlier about how I go about writing a post...and how I had a lot of ideas but none of them seemed to materialize into a post lately. But that was then. Recently, it seems like that place which triggered ideas for posts..or which reacted to things enough to want to write about them, has dried up... There have been no 'ideas' in what seems like forever! But I want to write!!!! Needless to say, I love writing. Always have. And not doing it for so long...coming back to a blog which is as good as dead, is no fun at all!!! So this morning I decided, enough already! Let's not sugar-coat the laziness by calling it a block. Lemme get over it. It's high time!!!!

So, here I am, nursing my writers'..ummm laziness ;) Pardon me if I sound repetitive. Or even a little rusted. I'm trying to get back into the groooove...whatever that means!! hahaha

Be back with a real post soon

xxx

I am more away than around this blog nowadays! Anyway, back from my busiest 'holiday' so far! Brother's wedding. I wasn't around for most part of the preps, but I am sure what I saw was the worst of the frenzy! Looking back, it was loaddddssssa fun :) Missing it now.

Now that I'm back, I am feeling unsettled all over again. The routine that I was hoping to achieve when I last wrote...well, far from it even now. I've been travelling up n down a lot. Keeps me occupied. Nothing very productive though. Feels as though I'm just spending a lot of energy and achieving nothing. Well, christmas will be here soon. And I hope the snow arrives sooner :) Probably my last winter in the UK. How I miss Dilli ki sardi!!!!!!

So far, I like my 'new life'. It's not fantabulously awesome. But it isn't rubbish either. I have way more free time than is healthy. And well, perhaps a smarter person would have put this to better use. Me? I find myself doing odd jobs around the house. I am a housewife without a husband!

Here, it's easy to forget what I'm really here for! 'Coz I do the "real" thing only once a week. For the other six days I cook, I clean, I reminisce... And between these random things, I don't even find time for an afternoon nap. Can you beat that! The only other thing that ever kept me from afternoon naps before this, was my full-time job. And even then I'd crave for a siesta. Not for the last few weeks though! Maybe it's too early to say. Maybe it'll only last till I 'settle into a routine'..?

But let's not go on a random tangent. What I was saying is this. I'm in the middle of a lot of change. And uncertainty. And adaptation. And growing up. I'm not sure how I feel about it yet!

Taking away a bit of Keele...

It's my last night in Keele. And probably, no one is interested in this...but it's been a whole year since I first got here. Wow.

I've grown to love this place. And not just my room or my block, but the campus. Which felt so alien and huge when I arrived. It's home now. Or at least, the first place where I've truly been 'on my own'. It was all that I wanted it to be. It was a place where I knew no one, where no one knew me. A place where there were no 'expectations'...no 'responsibilities'. Apart from my own. I wouldn't claim to have become any more responsible than I was before coming here. But I sure have learned to take care of myself. And value a lot of things lotttt more than I did earlier. Like family. Like being able to speak English mixed with Hindi. Like...no, let's not go there. It's a loooooong list. And in my head, it's already turning from a 'things I've learnt to value' list to a 'things I miss' list! This is where I discovered my love for cooking (contemplated doing a post on that about a million times but that never materialised!). This is where I first saw my snow :) This is a place of tonnes of memories. Of hangovers and laughing fits and tears...

So anyway, coming back to the point. Less than 24 hours, and I'll be gone. Gone for good. I'll still be 'abroad'...but that's a new chapter. Another step away from my newly developed comfort zone. No more late night walks around campus. No more mid-night trips to KPA. No more Select-n-Save. No more collecting post n parcels. I'm realllyyyy gonna miss it. But this is not the end. I am taking away a bit of Keele with me as I leave. The green, the wind...the winding roads, the vacant parking lots...even the perpetually-choked kitchen sink ;)

They were right. Love:Keele.

:)

I can't pack!

If ever there was a packing-and-moving aptitude test, I would fail miserably! I most definitely would! After spending an entire morning, and most afternoon packing, my room looks messier than ever...and believe me, that's not an easy standard to surpass!

In my head, everything was sorted. Four suitcases of different sizes...and a tiny room full of stuff accumulated over a year. How tough could it be, I'd thought. And since this morning, the universe, or whoever pulls these cheap tricks, seems so be chuckling in glee: 'this is how tough it can be'!

From where I stand now, it looks like I'll need a miracle if I want to move day after tomorrow. Miracles work right???

i have neither the inclination, nor the skill for a political commentary. this is more of a personal rant.

i just came across some *highly* irritating stuff. infuriating even! despite all my reservations about anna hazare's mode of agitation, i feel sorry for the man after hearing what the imam of jama masjid had to say about it! he's "upset" coz muslims haven't been included in the movement! HUH? Wtf! Ye koi Hazare ke ghar ka function hai ki kisi ko invitation nahi mila toh bura maan gaye???! Utter nonsense. It's people like him that feed stereotypes about muslims. none of the muslim people i know are hung up on being a minority.

makes me wonder to what level the so called religious heads would stoop to maintain their position of power!!

Nothing beats a good protest

They are all talking about Anna Hazare and the Lok Pal bill...they are discussing fighting corruption like never before. It's all over twitter and facebook. For once, I'm glad to be spared the TV and newspaper coverage. But the drama is hard to miss. Almost everyone seems to be supporting Hazare.

Everyone has an opinion. Everyone should. Sign of a thinking society and all that. But (of course there's a but!), are we thinking? Or are we just jumping on the bandwagon? Is supporting the JanLokPal the new "in" thing? I was feeling kinda left out so read it up last night! This isn't about my opinion on it though. This is about me wondering what this is all about. Remember how, when the attack in Bombay happened, everyone was all gung-ho about making a difference...about preventing another such carnage. That more or less fizzled out, didn't it? Pardon me for being a sceptic, but I refuse to get carried away this time.

How about focusing on ourselves for a change? Yes, the political class is corrupt. But so are you. That does not justify their misuse of power. But neither does supporting Hazare absolve you of your responsibility. All I am saying is, if you think this is a cause worth supporting, stand for it by all means. But don't just follow someone blindly. What if he decides to call off the protest tomorrow? Will you call off yours too?

P.S. Just for the record, I'm quite uneasy about blackmail through fasting.