Tatyana in medias res

On any other day, I am a proud proud Indian. I can go on and on about all the things that make India incredible. I believe in India, in its people, in its culture, in its development and some rare times even in its government. Today is not that day. Everyday, when I go on to TOI or The Hindu’s webpage, I hope not to read about rape in the headlines. Everyday my hope is shattered. To this day, I cannot think of once, that this has not been the case. And it’s not because the most recent one is making (inter)national headlines, that I suddenly felt like writing about this, however on any other day, a blog with this headline would have made headlines. I have actually noticed a decline on how often I go onto the new websites anymore, because I don’t want the start of my day, reading about rapes, female foeticide/infanticide, murders etc. Today I am ashamed to be Indian. All of us who live outside of the country, but love it just as much, feel we are the ambassadors of our country. I

These are listed on no particular order, maybe timeline wise if nothing else. I know the last point is like 3 points, but whateves, this is my blog. 1. Fun - We are young/Some nights. This song reminded me of what a powerful period of life I am in. the feeling of invincibility that only comes with being 21. 2. Getting a job More than anything else this year, this moment made me eternally grateful to God and the universe. For giving me a real chance to prove myself.  3. Getting to address the international students’ reception. Being one of the two people who got this opportunity, and getting nominated for it, made me realize that not only do people trust me to represent them, but also that I have great responsibility to not completely screw up, with all those people looking at me. 4. Commencement 2012. the overwhelming feeling, being in a room with 2000 others, not knowing how many of them I’ll ever see again, what each of us will make of our liv

I wish I didn’t have to do this so often, but disclaimer: this is my blog. I can write whatever I want in it. Stop judging. If u want to judge go somewhere else. Plenty of other blogs out there asking for your opinion. Not this one. So, bitch please. So over time, I have heard myself claim that I have always had more guy-friends than girlfriends, and how they are so much lower maintenance than the girls. While at any given point, that is and has been true, but the few girls who have stuck out, deserve every bit of maintenance they require. There is one I have always known. I knew her since kindergarten. We were destined to know one another. There is no one else like her. One look in her eyes, I know her heart and she knows mine. We can even tell what the other wants to hear, on the phone miles apart. she is brilliant, because she is beautiful; she is clever and solo fucking smart. she knows just when to clip my wings, because she knows me just too damn well. she is my so