They were all human

The more intelligent life ran a series on inspiring women. Women reputed in their chosen line of work were asked to write a few lines about other women who have inspired them. 12 women , 12 very different personalities, ranging from a nun, a chef, a women’s right advocate  to a paraplegic.

Each story spoke of courage, of strength, of passion and resolve. Some of the 12 women went through traumatic , tumultuous events in their earlier lives. However they did not let themselves be victimized by it. Instead like the  iconic phoenix they rose from the ashes and reinvented their lives.  A few of them where blessed with ‘normal’ lives. Yet they choose to still change their lives so that it could be of service to others.

The ones that really struck a chord with me were the ones who neither reinvented their lives nor pushed out of their comfort zone, but the ones who had a passion and followed it through. Earlier I thought it a  banal exercise to write or read about such common place achievement. Sure every one has a dream. I had one too. To write. What’s noteworthy about a passion?I never did ponder beyond that.

Through the major part of 2012 (all, save for  the trialing months) I worked hard to write regularly. Unlike my preconceived notion writing was not as easy as sitting in front of the computer and tapping away at the keys. I had painful days when the muse fairy refused to show up.

That was when I started rethinking my definition of a banal exercise. Unlike most of the courageous women in that list I have had a very normal early life and  I do not see a radical shift in that trend in the future. And like a few of the women on the list I am a very ordinary person with a passion but unlike them I have not made an attempt to swim against the current to get where I want to go. I have let the currents take over more times and one.

But the one saving grace that I have ( and so do every one reading this)  is that like ALL of the women in that list I am also human. Which means like them I have the same 24 hours of the day. The rest of the ingredients comes from within a person. External events  are merely like meanders of a river, they only shape the flow while the river still heads towards the sea.

So why this long soliloquy? It’s just to tell you ( convince myself rather) that in 2013 I am going to treat nothing as banal.  I will be looking at everything with a fresh pair of eyes. I just wanted to drop a ( more than one ) line to tell you that in 2013  I am going to find my inspiration from common place things and common people!

T0 2013 Ahoy!


And there were dragons!

2012 – The year of the Water Dragon.

Someone said  “Life is about trusting our feelings, taking chances, losing and finding happiness, appreciating the memories, and learning from the past.”  Well that someone was right.

2012 is now the past. And boy! it was a crazy year. From nearly depleting my life savings in booking a round trip ticket to Chile to accepting a job with UNDP and then turning it down,to making plans to walk the 800 Km from the French Pyrenees to the church at Santiago,Spain,to calling up the Spanish embassy nearly every day for two weeks to request them to allow walking as a mode of transportation, to walking the length and breath of Budapest in the cold, to booking a room with a host who happened to be a girl online and a  forty year only American creep in real life, to floating over Cappadocia on a hot air balloon to shamlessly stripping at a Turkish bath, to turning down a proposal only to yes to the same guy a month later; 2012 had it all.

2012 the year of the dragon has taught me a few lessons. I will not bore you with the details. But the jist of it is

” Life is never as you plan it. It is way better!”

Have a fantastic unpredictable 2013 all!