I realised this very late in life. Love your own body and you’ll be a happier person. Growing up in a normal, middle class family in Chennai, I always had body image issues. I hated the way I looked. Too dark, too fat, too clumsy and too much of a slob. This was what I…
Month: November 2014
Homecoming
It’s been more than 10 days since I left home. And I’ll be back in an hour from now. This time, it’s with mixed feelings that I return. On the one hand I wish this trip could have been longer. I wish I could gain invaluable international experience by working outside India for a few…
Of love, art and Greek mythology
Looking around the Musee d’Orsay on Saturday last, I came across several works of art based on various Greek myths. I’m not really surprised given that most Greek myths centre around the theme of love and beauty. And who doesn’t like to talk of these two? Of all the myths I’ve read, I find the…
Leaving Prague
It was a wonderful three days in Prague. I haven’t seen all that I wanted to, but I come away feeling there is so much of history to discover in this charming little city of Central Europe. Sitting in this flight that takes me to Paris, I feel the same sense of elation that I…
A day with art…
A dreary and raining day once again. Prague seems to conspire against me in my quest for sightseeing. But, I decide that there is no point in coming all the way to Prague and sitting at home, however cozy and inviting it may seem. First stop: National Gallery. Three exhibitions. Starting with Neoclassicism in the…
The Prague castle
Dragged myself out of a very warm and welcoming bed to go see the Prague castle. It’s raining. And six degrees. Not very motivating for someone from a place where the Mercury rarely dips below 30. Boards with explanations must be bilingual. This way, we’re not obliged to buy pointless audio guides. The Czech Republic…
Prague – First impressions
Prague is a living picture post card. Medieval, beautiful. First impressions are fabulous. I seem to have arrived in Prague on a most interesting day. Demonstrations, freedom festival, celebrations. Feels like I’m in a carnival of some sort. Except that it’s cold. Still getting used to a currency other than the euro. Not easy. And…
Travel notes 1
Once again, after close to 9 months, I am travelling again. There’s something about travel that liberates the mind and makes me want to write. Perhaps it’s the knowledge that I’ll be going somewhere me, somewhere exciting and very soon. Or perhaps it’s the excitement I derive from the change of routine. Or perhaps it’s…