The Rebelle blog

All my life, I've been terrified of water. Even on treks with waterfalls, while being under one I would feel that I would drown in that gushing water. After I moved to Delhi, one of the things that I steadfastly did was exercise daily in the mornings. One day I found myself wanting to explore swimming lessons and promptly located one quite near my locality. Yesterday was my first day at a swimming pool early in the morning at 5:45 and I was quite surprised to see lots of children at that hour. Quite nervous but with vigour I entered the pool and found myself struggling to float when the coach directed me to loosen my body and shake off my fear. With trepidation, I repeated what he asked me to do and in a couple of minutes was floating on water. That moment felt like the greatest conquest of my life. He then asked me to hold my breath under water which is what I have always been quite nervous about. I took a deep breath and went down the water and for a few microseconds, my life fel...

I am sitting by the window in this computer lab, at 10 in the morning. Certain things never change. We get enamored and distracted by life and its extravaganza. As I think about what to write here because I do have a lot of things to share, I am taken back to days of summer and winter holidays when the thoughts from my head would find an easy outlet here. I could hardly contain my typing speed as I juggled to put everything on this screen. Lately, especially more in this year I have begun feeling a sense of loss about a lot of things that I did casually with an ease, perhaps, it mirrors my anxiety of not doing things too well. It's a certain reminder that things happen for the best no matter how hard we try to keep things organized and sorted. I always look at things from a very wide perspective or so I believe, and yet today morning as I sit here, there's a feeling of dread which threatens to change me. Can we ever get ourselves to become what the images in our head keep proje...