Subhekshya's blog

‘It was the best of times, it was the worst of times …’ What an amazing opening of the book 'Tale of two cities' by Charles Dickens . Can good and bad exist at the same time? How can something be the most beautiful yet really ugly? Something which you hate but still love (truly, madly, deeply)...Something so wrong yet so right... Something so close yet 1000 miles apart... Something so serene yet so turbulent... May be, some questions are supposed to be unanswered. Reality is far different than perception. The fact about existence of millions colours cannot be falsified just because the same is not visible to the human eyes. What we see is just a small fragment of our imagination. The setting of the sun can be seen as fallen hopes and a dying day but can also be visualised as a beginning of something completely new. What is considered as wrong might in fact be the best thing that can ever happen to us. What one could have perceived as endless pain, suffering and misery was

When I was small, I remember my sister saying that her dream was to own an island. I would be delighted to hear this coz it meant a lot of family outings (that too in a fab place, who wouldn't want that!!). My mother would say that one should not be overly ambitious coz it ultimately leads to unhappiness (when unfulfilled). At that time, I never knew whose side to take - my sister (with an awesome dream) or my mom (with her genuine concerns).     A dream is like a spark, an ignition coz that is what it takes to get your life started. I recently met a friend. When he shared his dream, I was awestruck; he wanted to own a personal jet. I laughed at it and asked how he intended to do that. Trust me, he had his life planned out (short term/ long term goals and so on) and I ended up saying ‘Forget that I ever laughed at your dreams, coz I would love to travel in your jet someday’. I t takes a lot of passion and courage to say something like ‘I dream of changing the world’ or ‘I drea

This blog is dedicated to all the readers who are considering “ARRANGED” marriage as an option. I had no clue what the whole process was about until recently where I got some insights from a really close friend whom I am really thankful to J . I don’t know how many of us are aware of this, but the process of arranged marriage starts with the basics- ‘The Resume’. The prospective bride/ groom prepares their respective resume, which includes details like name, age, occupation, hobby and other additional details like name and designation of one’s grandfather and even chacha-chaci (who knows, u might be related to Dawood). It also includes some personal sensitive info like your Salary and your ‘Manglik’ status. The same is then mass circulated to the intended user.   One of my friends got a powerpoint resume from a prospective guy.   As soon as she opened the ppt, there was a thunderstorm and then appeared his name. Then, another thunderstorm and his age. The thunderstorm contin