The Rebelle blog

I am writing this last blog post of this year. It has been a while that I've written here regularly.  2024 was the YEAR OF THE DRAGON, and I was born in one. It was my year or so to say and indeed that's what I believed as 2024 rolled in the beginning. Now as I collect my thoughts and get ready to wrap up another year of doings and non-doings, so much comes to my mind. This was the year that I became a plant(s) nurturer. In my 30+ years of existence on this planet, this was truly the year and time that I embraced gardening like breathing. Especially, the first three months up until March had my spirits soaring as I watched my balcony grow bigger and greener with plants and flowers. I am so proud over what I accomplished this year early on. Gardening kept me sane. I discovered my connection with growing greens. All these years, I didn't quite know what to do and was under confident about my ability to maintain plants. I am glad to have overcome that fear. Thankfully the weat...

My constant unhappiness over the past few days, has thankfully come to an end. And, how? Two phone calls from two very dear people. One of them, Sneha, my far-away continent friend; and the other, a not-so-far-away yet distant friend. It never ceases to amuse me that when someone is unhappy, how little of an effort it takes for someone else to bring back the cheer in their lives. Think of a phone call from their loved ones, letters(now, emails) though infrequent, a surprise visit, an old tune, that long-lost book you've been meaning to read but didn't, suddenly it springs in front of your eyes! Such small things that bring indescribable joys! One of my architect friends, who teaches in a school and has lots of free time after 2 pm, often would tell me that she has nothing to do post school. Nowadays, she's happy working on a project that's located in an extreme end of the city, and she has to commute for nearly 3 hrs to reach there. But, she's not complaining. ...