Life Unscripted

Eight months and perhaps more to go...the lockdown story is started to feel like a normal now. What we have lived through is history and I see it as an opportunity to connect back with our roots. I have seen a revival of many relationships, art forms, hobbies and most importantly self. Its been a span when we took  the time to feel what we should feel, look within to explore the lost self and bring that self to indulge in life that was once the ideal one. Thirteen years into my marriage and adulthood made me the lost self- the free spirited, fearless, passionate self. The fourteenth year seems to have given me a window to revisit that self, this time with a more realistic lenses.  The 20 something self of me had never thought of a life bound by social norms and pre-determined notions of a perfect life. For me there was no perfection in the world, there was only a suitable or a more suitable ways of looking at things. We finds things perfect when they are suitable for us. Suita...

COVID not only brought with it ill health, death and a whole lot of fear, it made people break from within. People were confined to indoors and with all family together 24/7. Though this started as an opportunity for good family time, what we all ended up with is a feeling of stress and overwork. Just when my mind body was crashing down, given these circumstances, the trip to Satya Jyoti farms rescued and revived me a great deal. I have been a traveller at heart, and to places less visited and known by the world. Not just that, i love places that gives seclusion, solitude, lot of rustic nature rather than luxury. Our two days trip to the farm has been just that. In the middle of nothingness, I found so much. That quaint homely cottage surrounded by tress and bushes, the idyllic setting for bonfire, the quintessential operational kitchen with varieties of pickles and all basic utilities and the kutcha road that takes you to anyplace around the farm...all makes up for what my wanderer he...