Prompt: We often capture strangers in photos we take in public. Open your photo library, and stop at the first picture that features a person you don’t know. Now tell the story of that person.
My story is about the person clicking the pic.
Who is she?
I have lived with her from the beginning of time as I know it on earth… yet do I know her?
“Age is just a number,” says the well-worn adage. But is it a number you care about, or one you tend (or try) to ignore?
(This prompt was inspired by a suggestion from ripplesnreflectiontimes) Thats’s me, BTW
Age being just a number is an oft used adage when a person successfully attempts or at least dares to attempt something not quite expected at that age, from learning a new skill to falling in love, because in the general scheme of things, all societies lay down a scheme of a “what-to-do-at-what-age” list. That being true, I give the adage another spin. Age has as much to do with one’s mindset as with the time, place and people you are with as well as with the things you do at any point in life. It is these things that keeps the mind at the age you feel and not at the age it actually is.
What is older in years after all? I recently heard a friend saying that old age is your own age plus 10 years. It’s true – at 20 years, 30 looked ancient, when I crossed 30, 40 was middle age, turning 40 made me feel 50 was a sunset year and now at 50, 60 appears to be the twilight years.
At all these milestones, I notice that the years just fall away when there is a blast from the past or you do what a “younger you” had done. The brain is caught in a time frame I guess in such scenarios and it immediately harks back to the time you were last together. I remember meeting a college mate after 20 years and all I could think of was the day we first saw each other and the last time we had met. We just took off from where we had left. It was as if the intervening years had never happened. That is why there is so much immediate bonhomie and rekindling of friendships at school and college reunions. Continue reading
Is there a period in your own personal life that you think of as the good old days? Tell us a story about those innocent and/or exciting times (or lack thereof).
As I sat before my laptop several visuals from the past flashed before my mind’s eye as I harked back to my college days …these, then are a few of my favorite “salad days”….which I revisited…
The day I started Medical school, stars in my eyes, looking forward to living a seemingly unattainable dream…
All of us – small stars or even suns in our own small worlds – were now forming a constellation. A constellation that would last a lifetime….though we were unaware of that , then…. Continue reading
“I don’t think women can have it all, you just cope said Indra Nooyi, one of the world’s most powerful women the 58-year old Chairman and CEO of PepsiCo and mother of two daughters on an interview earlier this week…….
It set me thinking…how do millions -including yours truly – of working women “cope”? I decided to pen a few thoughts on this with regard to my own life. I read somewhere that one has to be a contortionist to play all the roles life demands. To an extent, I guess it’s true especially if you are a working mom.
There is no magic formula to decide how much time is too little and how much is too much whether its the time you give to home or to work. Each one has a different type of job, different deadlines, and different family commitments. How one integrates all these into a meaningful and fulfilling balance is what the whole journey is about. Continue reading
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