Here I am...

It was hard, but I had to. The guilt was killing me, for abandoning a space that has given me so much in the past, for letting the morsel of thoughts and words dry up so willingly, and lastly, for closing a wonderful cathartic window. So here I am, a fifteen-months-old mother, hacking away ferociously at the keyboard as the toddler naps and wishing this peace lasted for a little extra handful of minutes today.

Here I am, brimming with all sorts of change and newness, and most times I'm not sure how do I handle them all. When I look back --- and I did read some of my old posts before composing this --- it feels like someone else's life now. The books, the bakes, and the truckloads of sweet time that I basked in sipping tea, composing Instagram posts, following late night reruns of Friends... Before I diverge again, it's the newness that I must concentrate on. So much has happened in this past one year, so much so that, if I could I would (my favorite expression/excuse these days) dedicate one post to each of them. But time isn't my best friend at the moment and hence, I mustn't tarry.

Here I am, trying to get adjusted to a new clock and a new country (a new continent for that matter!). We moved to London earlier this year and it's only since a fortnight or so, that it has begun to feel a little settled. Of course, between all the peekaboo games inside the shipment boxes and the bubblewrap-chewing help at hand, we feel immensely victorious (and proud!) that we could actually put together a decent home in terms of functionality and aesthetics.

Here I am, watching a mimosa tree flower recklessly in our garden downstairs. Such an assuring yellow, its blossoms! Spring is here --- yes, finally --- and with the blossoming of the earth, I hope to blossom back my way here despite my mindless shutting down of this blog in a feeble attempt of hoarding my nostalgia just like old clothes and photographs in shoeboxes. It had to take one big, earth-shaking move and even bigger moments of creative frustration that convinced me to reopen this vent, revisit what was and will always be mine, and in turn open up through words. Ah, the darling words!

And finally, here I am, with a new name --- Scattered Poems ---- because that is who I am now, I feel. A bit of everything, a bit of everywhere.

A big, blooming, hello to all my blog friends.

Curiouser and curiouser! 

A tag and some waiting

The other day Ash from M*U*S*I*N*G*S tagged me in one of her posts. Honoured and glad as much as I was, it wasn't without a hint of wariness. Reason - it involved answering a few questions, something which I was never really good at. But I have promised Ash I will give it a shot nonetheless, and my best one at that. So here they go.

Q. When did you start blogging and why?
A. I started blogging three years back due to many reasons but primarily out of boredom. Very soon I realised I could make this my healing space, my cathartic pad. Also, I love writing and a blog is the best way to maintain one's flow with words.

Q. What makes life worth living?
A. That this is just the one chance you get and you gotta live it!

Q. What do you like doing in your spare time?
A. I mostly read or try to be the compulsive shutterbug that I am. Writing, baking and gardening are my other favourites, not necessarily in the same order though.


Q. Who was your first celebrity crush?
A. Rahul Dravid! The love affair continues till this day!

Q. What one quality would you give the most importance while choosing (or having chosen) a life partner?
A. A good sense of humour. I know people would blindly go for honesty, but I would rather have the laughs!

Q. What do you like most about your job?
A. As a freelance writer, I love the spontaneity and variety of my work. And of course, the creative aspect as well.


Q. Are you happy with your present choice of career, or would you rather be doing something else?
A. Since we just moved back from the States, I am actually in search of a full time job. Once I get one, will let you know about it.

Q. Do you follow your head or your heart more?
A. If you must know, I have two hearts!

Q. If you were given the chance to rewind your life and do any one thing differently, what would that be?
A. There are so many things that come to my mind. But yes, I would have liked to be done with my PhD by now.

Q. How would you react if you were being followed by a shady-looking character in a secluded place?
A. I am quite a shaky character already, so probably would call a friend just to chat and shoo away the nervousness and take an immediate detour.

Q. Tell me about someone whom you've met in the strangest of manner, who has then gone on to become an integral part of your life.
A. A person I met long ago while travelling in train to my home state. Our conversation started in the most awkward of manners and today he is one of our few reliable friends in this city.


P.S. My parents arrive tomorrow morning. What I feel is beyond words, but once they are here and I've spent a few good days of great food and peace may be I'll be able to tell it all. I have so many lists running rampantly on my mind regarding what to eat, where to go and what to buy. Busy as these precious ten days will be, I'll be peeping in and out of blog-land to keep a tab on my favourites. 
Having said that, I go back to my waiting and so does this meticulously arranged room for their arrival.