One thing, over the past year I have grown up. Grown up a lot. Banters about getting married..  never-ending hues and cries from my extremely concerned relatives, a here and there try by mum,…  work pressure, what to do after phd..  where to stay..  what postdoc, what job.. all ..  extremely tiring. I miss being that kid with a one track focussed mind. I want to study here, and this is my goal..  it seems the goals are too many now, or too less. Achievable ? or just complicated and hazy because of other constraints ? Post the quarter life crisis..

For now, I feel like making new friends, reliving those college days, those carefree, careless moments.. the infinite tea sessions, the barista blasts,.. the momos.. … yea..  someday may be goa with friends. .

Sunshine that awakes a dead soul;

A web of thoughts that seem to melt away, and clear a doubtful mind.

It’s a day of sunshine in Ithaca,

A day to be upbeat and gay;

Tis time, I dare say, to search for a new way.

I went to a gathering last week. It was organized by a few people who run a society called ‘ASHA’ – promoting child education in India, collecting funds for the same. I was amazed at the level of discussions. ‘Adda’ at the highest level, like the Romans and the Greeks. I felt like a moron amidst cultured and brilliant people. Great thinkers in their respective fields, yet thinking about social welfare of a country so far away. The primary driving force being – “I have to do something” . When i came back home, a few things kept reverberating in my mind. Why is it that people back home(with due respect to the young and the old) in my family never understand this? There are so many things to do, so much to know, and yet people are so hell bent on fighting and creating pain for everyone, instead of trying to create a peaceful ambiance. Sharing, caring and loving: aren’t these the ingredients of a harmonious household? How do people become so narrow-minded?

Negative energy has accumulated too much in my system. I need to dissipate it.

Raw stainless steel

Part 2: And then i machined it to this

Machined product

ps: The hole is off center for a purpose   Me need to put set-screw holes

Part 3: The final product:

My awesome fiber holder

Waves

Colors of life

A promise I broke;

A promise I make to myself,

A promise that I will keep,

A promise of self-restraint and worth,

A promise to keep afloat.

A promise to be the girl I used to be,

A promise to be merry, happy and glee;

A promise to have a clear vision,

A promise to achieve my goal.

“To suffer woes which Hope thinks infinite;
To forgive wrongs darker than death or might;
To defy Power, which seems omnipotent
To love and bear, to hope till Hope creates;
The thing from its wreck it contemplates;
Neither to change, nor to falter, nor repent;
This, like Glory, Titan, is to be,
Good, great and joyous, beautiful and free,
This alone is Life, Joy, Empire and Victory. “

- Shelly