Wednesday, July 28, 2010

Dining table

The first piece of furniture my parents bought themselves was a dining table. It was the most useful thing they could think of buying. It was used to study, stack books, work, cut vegetables, write letters, organize bills, make art projects for school, and of course, to eat dinner together. That table lasted us 30 years – with one re-lamination of the surface along the way.

TJ and I just bought our first piece of furniture too – and I hope we have ours for the same time as well.

Tuesday, April 20, 2010

Monday afternoon

The sun was out yesterday, the weather was nice and warm, a pleasant change from the cold cold weekend just gone by. And I was lying down on the grass at Flagstaff hill. Looking up at the sun through the leaves of some really pretty tree.

The grass was warm, the breeze was cool, and you could almost hear the kids playing and running around through the park (there weren't any kids though).

There was a smile on my face. And TJ next to me. It was the perfect afternoon.

Tuesday, March 02, 2010

The Good Body

When I was a little girl people used to ask me, What do you want to be when you grow up? Good, I would say. I want to be good. Becoming good was harder than becoming a doctor or an astronaut or a lifeguard. There are tests to pass to become those things - you have to learn dissection or conquer gravity or practice treading water. Becoming good was not like that. It was abstract. It felt completely out of reach. It became the only thing that mattered to me. If I could be good, everything would be all right. I would fit in. I would be popular. I would skip death and go straight to heaven. If you asked me now, what this means, to be good, I still don't know exactly.


I could never be good. This feeling of badness lives in every part of my being. Call it anxiety or despair. Call it guilt or shame. It occupies me everywhere. The older, seemingly clearer and wiser I get, the more devious, globalized and terrorist the badness becomes.

-- 'The Good Body' by Eve Ensler.

Tuesday, February 16, 2010

Chicago 2010

I was supposed to visit Chicago for a meeting on Wednesday, but thanks to the multiple storms that hit Pittsburgh, my flight got canceled and I got there on Thursday. The good thing was that I had Suyash for company, and we had a fun time at the meetings. In the evening, Devi gave us a tour of TTI, and took us to dinner at Giordano's for Chicago-style pizza.

Tejaswi came to Chicago on Friday morning, and we met up in the afternoon, once my meetings were done. Thanks to all the Valentine day hoopla, we had got gifts for each other - I had got him an early easter egg and a cute blue toy for the child in him, and he got me magnetic jewellery. We met Sandeep in the evening, and went to Devon street and the magnificient mile.

On Saturday, we mostly did good food - Victory's Banner, where pretty women in sarees served us french toast and uppama, and Bongo room, with the gorgeous corner table and sunlight. We ended the day with dinner at a Moroccan restaurant, which had the best "Indian-ish" food I have ever had, and beer tasting at Goose Island.

Sunday started with a walk to the Greek village for some delicious Kasseri and Feta artopita, while we waited out our hour long wait for breakfast at Meli's. We then went to Millenium park and took some touristy pics, before going off to the art museum to look at all their Monet paintings (they have so many more than the MET !) And on our way back to the airport, we decided to stop at the very interesting looking Earwax cafe for an evening snack with Sandeep.

Chicago was cold, but gorgeous. Since I was on holiday, I splurged and decided to waste a lot of water on my very first (watermelon flavored) bubble bath. The sun was fine, the food was awesome, and the company was the best. Lets hope for more holidays very soon.