My Petrichor Pages

 This time when my husband came to visit me in the UK, he decided to bring my old journal along. We intended to read it together and laugh at what the teen version of me looked like and how she managed her life. Sadly, we did not have much time together this time to go through it in detail. So today, I decided to pick it up and go through it. And boy oh boy, my life was tough as a teenager. Honestly, it was much harder as compared to now.  When I was young, I was in love with multiple people at the same time. It felt like I was looking more for a yes rather than what that person adds to my life. I wish I would have asked myself this question then - What value does this person add to your life? The honest answer would have been - none at all. Cause nobody actually added any value to my life. They barely even knew that I existed. But I feel that this question is relevant, even today.  I think love in itself is a very stupid emotion. The other person can treat you like garba...

 A cold winter afternoon in England, the radiator in our office is not working. I have to transcribe the interviews I took as a part of my fieldwork. And here I am, re-reading my old blogs and smiling. I have been out of the scene for a very long time now. Well, in my defence, I was fighting a battle between life and death, again. My fieldwork has given me so many learnings but Hepatitis and Leptospirosis top the list. I have come so close to death twice and trust me, it is not how we imagine it. I did not have any angels come down for me. Nor did I see the white light. Nor was there any flashback of all my past memories. But my near-death experiences have taught me a lot. Sometimes, I feel like I am on borrowed time. Like it can all be taken away from me at any given moment. I still don't know why I have to experience life and death time and again. Bad karma maybe? However, this twist of fate has brought me to my most important question - Now that I have been saved twice, what is ...