269 The Light Is Coming

Or is it not… Did the light take a cosmic detour? 

Hey, hey, so, I’ve been away. – Oh, and this is a picture I took (of my reflection in a floor-length mirror at Cinnamon in Bangalore) on my 31st birthday, etc. I know it is unusual to share pictures of myself on my blog but I thought, Hey, why not? (It was a lovely day, and I liked my outfit.) I don’t usually photograph well and hate posting pictures of myself on a public forum unless I have taken the picture (and think it looks fine) or yeah… I know, so finicky and weird. Well, that’s me in a nutshell for you! (Nothing alluring/inviting, there.)

So back to the topic at hand, I thought I’d drop some gems (much like in the photograph)! Or maybe just tell you what has been going on, which is, basically, nothing. I am still looking for a job, so there is that. May has been complete mayhem to say the least, I have never before felt the depth of emotions so destructive and distressing, as I did, last month. How’d I escape its confining clutches? (I tried.) There was a two-hour DMT (Dance/Movement Therapy) workshop and a spooky story-telling sesh that I attended (on different days); I met some friends (Ashwita and Krutika) and worked on a mini-series called #mermay (just for kicks, or uh, fins), etc.

What I’m hoping is that June is better. That I can finally get somewhere, be doing something (I promise to pay it forward). I’ve been in the same place for so long, and everyone, everything is just passing me by. Adding to the overall despondency of this post; I had a few bad depressive episodes this month and do you know what’s even sadder? I don’t have enough to see a counsellor on a regular basis or anything (don’t worry; there is something else that could perhaps work out). Anyway, I know they say that it gets worse before it gets better… So, I definitely won’t stop trying. (Please don’t be laughing at me, I’d cry harder if you were to. All the best, ¡mis amigos! May June bring out your compassion and courage, confidence and creativity… I wish you the warmest of viiiiibes.)

(Should you be interested, the marigold-themed silk blouse is from H&M – it was a gift from my mother and my jeans are the 711 Skinny from Levi’s; I wore Minila’s gold Kolhapuri chappals on my feet, a beautiful coral reef necklace from SHOP LUNE on my neck, hoop earrings from H&M in my ears, and a new watch on my wrist (my friend Magali helped me snag this babe from Casio at an excellent price!). 

P.S. Look, don’t get me wrong… I know I rarely get into a super sad mood here on the blog, and that too, on the first day of the month! But know this, I’m always forthcoming on here, and I couldn’t pretend things were better. I mean, yeah, there’s so much to be thankful for. Even so, I do feel emotionally/mentally drained. I’d like to have done something. I’d like to be seen as worthy; only I am not and I feel like I am the human equivalent of the song Fix You by Coldplay. I mean, it’s utterly desperate but kinda hopeful too. That is what I am, right now. Hoping against hope, as Ogden Nash once wrote. (Okay, that brought a smile to my face; it was a crazy poem, wasn’t it?)


Artwork and picture by Roanna Fernandes



Hello friends!

February has been a month of many happenings – two weddings (Valya married Nigel, Neola married Jason); a birthday (mine); and a most wonderful holiday (thank you, Ajay and Minila), etc. I could say that this time was consuming, but only in the most rewarding way possible. Yeah! I dared! Be cheesy, that is.

No, really.

It has just been the happiest, healthiest state of mind that I have ever been in – after ages. It blew me away! This February has to be one of the best out of all the Februaries I have lived! (I am supremely grateful, if you couldn’t already tell.) Much of it has to do with my stay in Bangalore, this past week (I am going to cover that in some detail, but not in this post) – everything just feels like “growth”. Things are growing. Blossoming, even. Plants and thoughts, saplings and sounds and whatever-have-you. All good things, all the important ones. (Like I said, truly grateful.)

Birthdays ought to be unusual (there is an auspiciousness of new that accompanies its arrival, I would like to believe) and whatever it was, I experienced something joyful. When I was leaving Bangalore, I felt alive with all the new I discovered (books and gardens, friendships and food, places and people), the ideas I nursed (slowly filling up the jar); my mind was bright – brimming with a peace that comes from possibilities. What a beautiful word, right? Poh-sah-bi-laa-tees.

(Ah, there’s much to tell.)


Artwork by Roanna Fernandes

One of a Tribe

Mzuri, Africa, Kenya, NGO, Namrata Patel, Brass Jewellery

When it comes to new labels with beautiful products in the offering (not to mention their interesting background stories), the creators and curators of such lines can find a loyalist patron in me! I’m not joking about that, you know how I am when it comes to most artists and their hand-crafted wares. But here I am again, spilling more than I intend to in the first few lines of every new post that I write!

Let me start here. As you can see in the picture above, I’ve already talked a little bit about Mzuri. Inspired by the tribes of Africa, and particularly the state of Kenya (which is where Namrata was born and brought up in; she grew up in Mombasa), Mzuri came to be. It’s already a couple of weeks old, but I really what I see – beautiful, rustic designs; brass accessories; stories that come attached with each piece; and of course, the packaging (there’s a story there!)There are a select few pieces that are up on her website – it’s live but I think you can e-mail her if you’re having trouble with placing of an order. I have a few favourites already: the Jani earrings, the Mara Mara bracelet and a pair of elegant hoop earrings I spotted on the Welcome page. I suspect that I will definitely be adding a few Mzuri wares to my ever-growing jewellery collection (pocket-friendly prices, yougaiz!).

For now, I’ll leave you to explore the world of Mzuri! Regarding the packaging, Namrata wrote about it on her blog how it stems from the basic liking of the whole concept of brown paper packages tied up with string! I know this is definitely something Magali will find appealing (both of us share a common liking for well-executed designs and pretty packaging).  I’m sure that you will have noticed the little giraffe on the website, this fellow essentially makes up the label crest for Mzuri. And hey, expect a proper feature on her line, here, soon enough! ^.^

{ Namrata Patel is a fashion and lifestyle blogger who lives in Bangalore as of now, I know her through her Instagram feed! We’ve been following each other for a while, and that’s how I learnt of her blog, Namrata-Noted and most recently, Mzuri. }


Picture by Namrata Patel