Category Archives: Random :)

Picture, Breathless

Sometimes, we talk (or write) too much. I’ll let these pictures speak for themselves. Enjoy and here is to a wonderful week ahead!

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Be mesmerized by the enormity of your dream; then don’t let it go.

74789_309953612455130_838495225_nLight a small fire within and you’ll be surprised by just how naturally passionate you have always been.

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Yi PengThailand’s Festival of Lights. During this centuries-old celebration thousands gather to send the country’s famous paper lanterns skyward to pay homage to Lord Buddha and cleanse themselves of bad luck. One day.

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2013 — An installation for the One Billion Rising Campaign by Artist Shilpa Gupta in India. This is an amalgamation of different languages coming together poetically. The installation comes alive with lights at Carter Road by night.

The Wonderful World of Mather

It’s that time of year again. When I see my friends sprinting past in the courtyard, running from the dhall to their rooms. “How are you?!” we shout excitedly after not seeing each other for the past month of winter break. In response comes the cheerful, “Cold! what about you?” It’s that time of year again. When the underground tunnels of Mather house are my newfound walking companions, guiding me to my food and choice study spots. It’s that time of year again. The beginning of a new semester, a new month, and the joyful lull before the full onslaught of classes begin. Oh, and its also that time of year again. Super Bowl Sunday, how could we forget. :)

I’ll just take a moment to wish you well wherever you are and whether you plan to watch the game or not, whether you’ve long ago started your spring semester at college or not, I hope things are going splendidly and that you’ve found your own ways to stay warm–cheery hellos, friends who walk through tunnels with you, and a nice, big mug of hot chocolate are among my favorites :)

My world may not look like this, but I do know it’s a pretty wonderful world, here, at Mather House. Hello (Spring) semester!

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Never grow up, Happy Birthday baby sis!

Dear Baby Resh,

You are a special one. You care about people, really care. You take the time, you put in the effort, and you show up. We are proud of you, in awe of everything you do, and we love you more than we say. We know you’ll stumble and fall but we also know you’ll pick yourself up all over again. It’s what you do. And all the while we’ll be there watching you, supporting you, and cheering you on. We love you baby girl… HAPPY BIRTHDAY! 

xo inesha & ishani

I won’t let nobody hurt you
Won’t let no one break your heart
No, no one will desert you
Just try to never grow up, never grow up
 
You’re in the car on the way to the movies
And you’re mortified your mom’s dropping you off
At 14, there’s just so much you can’t do
And you can’t wait to move out someday and call your own shots

But don’t make her drop you off around the block
Remember that she’s getting older, too
And don’t lose the way that you dance around
In your PJs getting ready for school

Oh, darling, don’t you ever grow up, don’t you ever grow up
Just stay this little
Oh, darling, don’t you ever grow up, don’t you ever grow up

#strugglebus

I’m probably not alone when I say my morning does not begin until I have my coffee. So today at the office (more about my summer internship with Ashoka later!) when I struggled—and I mean STRUGGLED—to make my coffee, I pretty much sort of almost died. No joke.

First it was the milk. I thought there was none but after asking (something I always recommend!) I was given a sealed carton of milk. How exactly do you unseal a sealed carton of milk? Common sense and Spanish failed me again and again. Feeling incredibly stupid but not wanting to waste more time, I finally just gave up and summoned the courage to ask (read: bother) my supervisor again… “Um, so how do you open this?” I think she thought it was quite amusing. Imagine a full grown 18 year old asking: “So, how do you open this milk carton?” Of course. You just need scissors, you big dumbie!

Contrary to what you may think, I am not sharing this rather embarrassing incident with you because I need to demonstrate again my LOVE for coffee or my complete ineptitude in making it or even because I enjoy making fun of myself. Rather, I think this morning’s events encapsulate rather well the real reason I love traveling and exploring new places. You see, making coffee is something I do every day. I’m not a pro but of the limited edible things I can make for myself, coffee is one of them. But in this new context with Spanish ringing around me, stubborn milk cartons, and spoons that come in all different shapes and sizes, even something as simple as making my coffee is different… and, as much as I hate to admit it, challenging. But in a good way. Doing all the same things I do at home in a different context—and often in a different way—make me appreciate more and more the simple things I love about home, the simple things I can find for myself wherever I go. I mean, really, I probably will never love American milk cartons—lids and all—as much as I do right now ;) But seriously, these new experiences—however small—allow me to find my new footing in a place that is still very much new and different to me. And just going through these motions day by day assure me that I will very soon find my way here. I am outside of my comfort zone, but that doesn’t mean I can’t find the things here that make me comfortable. For now though, I think we can all just be grateful that this internship doesn’t have me making coffee for anyone but myself :)  Happy Tuesday!