Something about life

In 2008, I was in Sacramento, California. As excited as possible for a boring 22 year old nerd to be, I went exploring the city on my own. I asked my cab driver if the old Sacramento town was worth the time and money spent considering it was far from the uni. The cab driver, as all cab drivers do, started talking and to cut the long story short, on knowing I come from India exclaimed, “You come from Jodhpur you say? Why are YOU visiting old town? It is not even that old by your standard! Don’t you come from a city 1000 years old?” It filled my heart with joy and pride that he knew about my city and knew it so well. And I remember this story every time I visit my hometown. I always wanted to visit all those monuments back and relive my childhood memories. There never was enough time! Or let me say I never ran out of excuses. Since I have always stayed in boarding school and hostels, this place had always been the place you go back to with tired, worn down spirit. It has some heal...

A friend messaged asking if I appreciate dark humour. I didn’t know what to say. That is the thing about turning middle aged without being prepared for it. I do not know how I feel about the things I previously appreciated. Other day I realised many of the FRIENDS jokes are bit offending. The character portrayal is a little messed up too. And I am someone who can talk FRIENDS. Amongst all this philosophy about age and humour, I messaged back saying I appreciate it if it isn’t too gruesome. In return I received a joke on feminism. From equality to women empowerment to feminism, the movement has always been laughed at and ridiculed. From witch burning to outright opposition and now ‘innocent’ jokes, we have certainly come quite far. And there are people who think we have crossed the line and littered away. You would think that this would come from men. Not entirely true. I am a financially independent woman who was privileged to be born in a family which has common sense. Th...