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Author: SJ

Mise en place!

Mise en place!

Neatly lined hardcover books with titles from international publications on food, culture and business looked down at me, ready to launch their missiles, and I was prepared to bolt out at the first chance I got. The walls too were closing in on me, but none of this had any effect on the lady sitting next to me nor on my Vice President. Their element of confidence was at ease in the sterile setting of contemporary lounge chairs and the…

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When Cleopatra was my Uber driver!

When Cleopatra was my Uber driver!

With seven minutes and two more streets to cross, the toy car slowly approached the traffic signal at the intersection of Topanga Canyon and Erwin on my mobile. The threatening milestones at work were gloomier than the overcast sky today morning and I couldn’t wait for my Uber ride to arrive sooner. The laptop bag was weighing a ton on my shoulder, and I was hoping the days when my folks would provide me a Mac were just around the…

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Silent tears

Silent tears

Cltkty, cltkty, cltkty, Maria dropped the coins till the lights glowed 00.00 and the machine started whirring, with water trickling from the sides and foaming the soap. Engulfed in the overpowering smell from the detergents and fabric softeners, the wall mounted TVs blaring sports and news in English and Mexican, and the sight of long rows of washers and dryers, she settled on one of the metal row chairs for another three hours of waiting, waiting for the inevitable to…

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Lessons of the past

Lessons of the past

This wasn’t happening! I was an hour early for the event, but the line to the entrance was depressingly long? It’s funny how accommodating we are with our requests for divine intervention and thankfully it happened to be my day! I was in before the event filled to capacity. The Last Book Store at downtown Los Angeles, is much more than a hotspot for Instagram shots with its creative mélange of art, décor and lighting. Something about the vibes there,…

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No scales here..

No scales here..

“Mom, I look beautiful, don’t I?!” I looked at myself in the full length mirror and smiled. Every bride ought to think so on her wedding day. My eyes skimmed my bare shoulder, “I hope you’d approve of my changes to your gown. The jewel neckline was too tight for me, so I made it one-shouldered. You like the pearls and sequins?! Aunt said that the embellishments were so me”, I had taken great care not to alter much my…

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Estranged

Estranged

“If I had the wisdom then, that I have today, I would have convinced dad that you had the right to be the master of your life, … It took a daughter to explain to me, what a sister must have gone through.” http://www.womensweb.in/2017/01/estranged-not-long-shortstory   Anirudh I am living this minute twice. 5.30 AM at Melbourne, I was at the gym, trying to wade off the dread, and now 5.30 am again at Mumbai. I wish it was possible to…

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Taking the bull by the horns

Taking the bull by the horns

January 19th was an ethereal night at the Marina Beach. The lights had been turned off, as the government wasn’t inclined to support the movement. No sooner did darkness engulf one of the longest beaches in the world, a million tiny lights started glowing. The milling crowd had brought the stars down, with candles and mobile torches. They didn’t want to take the bull by the horns, they wanted to embrace its hump. They wanted to save jallikattu. Jallikattu is…

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Chaos to Creativity

Chaos to Creativity

Excerpt from Jan 7th, White House weekly address, President Obama’s note – “When ordinary people get involved, get engaged and come together in collective effort, things change for the better. That’s the belief at the heart of the precious American experiment in self-government. This is what gives work and purpose to each new generation.” It was a coincidence that I had witnessed a community service event today, living up to the above statement, at the Los Angeles Regional Food Bank….

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To call it quits….

To call it quits….

To comment that we are living in the era of technology revolution isn’t an exaggeration. While we are long past the days of trading the touch of currency to digits on an electronic screen, we are now in an age where the auto industry is hell bent on getting the driver off the road, billionaires are exploring commutes to another planet, and many more such hard-to-believe-laugh-at-first experiments. While soaring share prices could be the crux of a profit organization, all…

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Making history… one broken bottle at a time

Making history… one broken bottle at a time

August 7, 2016 The last few weekends, I’ve been living off a virtual dart throw at the results of Google’s search phrase ‘Things to do in Los Angeles’.  Watts Towers happened to be the pick of the day and my hurried research listed their current exhibition ‘50 Years and I Still Can’t Breathe’ and I was hooked.  Driving directions on, braving traffic, I reached there in an hour’s time. Ridiculous indeed, but I was just glad at how wrong my…

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