'Criti....que not Criti....cize'

It's a narrow road that separates myself from the school where I spent a major part of my life for eight years. 8 years? Four years ago, I had said my goodbyes to the very trees, the building, the teachers, the laboratories (that was more of a phew-I-don't-have-to-see-you-again' goodbye when it came to the labs). We shifted our house about two weeks ago. I had texted one of my school friends to tell that now I wake up to the view of our dear school. Pat came her message- 'Hey Girl! This is destiny. When you were in school, you came by school bus. You landed up infront of school during your Masters.Woah!' It felt alright. My grandma nudged me when I stood at the balcony this evening asking me, "When did you join this school?" "When I passed to standard fourth." "8 years? That's a pretty long time!" "Whatever!" (That's not an arrogant, ugly dialogue but a result of it being repeated in ...

“The most courageous act is still to think for yourself. Aloud.”   ― Coco Chanel  This is the quote that comes to mind after the discussion I had with her. To stand shoulder to shoulder with your head held high along with people who are considered to be a step ahead of you, is a big thing. Even more when it is just a pre-conceived notion and nothing more. To make a strong foothold at a place where the sand beneath your feet is slipping constantly is no ordinary thing. That's what I got to learn from her. So here we are, with Cristiane Serruya, author of The Modern Man and The Trust Trilogy, as promised in my last post .  How does it feel to have released the final installation of the Trust series? (Are you happy to have completed a circle or sad that your relationship with the characters has ended?)   I was very happy when I put the last full stop in the book. It was an exhilarated mission-accomplished feeling. It was a long and exhausting ...