Starting a new series of posts here on this blog –
I haven’t been posting a lot recently. But I plan to change that soon. I have been rethinking the direction of this blog. When I started this blog last year I wanted to just post book reviews and travel stories. But, I also do a lot of things outside my day job which I wanted to write about. I didn’t know how to structure it and where to share all of this and what readers of this blog would make of this. When I named this blog – The Tiny Storyteller, I didn’t really know why I was naming it this except that I really liked the name. I have realized that everyone’s life is made of moments and when we share these moments with each other they become stories. After a lot of thought, I decided that instead of making separate posts for the stories in my life which aren’t about books, travel or write ups I’ll start a series of posts here called – Among Other Things. In this series I’ll share what I enjoyed in the past month and stories from my life. Here are the roundups for May. Hope you enjoy!
Whitey and Blacky were my furry siblings. Here’s a letter I wish I could have read to them.
Dear Whitey and Blacky,
I know you can’t read this. I wish I could have read this letter to you both and you definitely would have appreciated it. Just like you appreciated a lot many things. Never really could tell if you understood everything I told you. It’s been a few years since you both left us but the void you left in my heart is hard to fill. I miss you every single day.
Reading becoming by Michelle Obama was a great start to the year. This book took me longer than I thought it would to read it. Wait, don’t get me wrong. It’s not because it was boring or a drag but because there’s so much to read and reflect on. Sometimes the book made me so emotional that it was hard to go on. Michelle Obama is a wonderful storyteller. She starts her story back to when she lived with her parents in a too small for four upstairs unit of her aunt’s house. As she mentions, “My father, Fraser, taught me to work hard, laugh often, and keep my word. My mother, Marian, showed me how to think for myself and to use my voice.”, you can see how her parents taught her very simple yet powerful lessons and laid strong foundations for her life. Finding your voice is one of the central themes of the book.
Every time a new year starts, one of the most common questions that people ask is, “What are your resolutions for the year?”. As much as I would like to reply like Calvin in the comic below, I know how useful resolutions can be.
Before I tell you about my time in London, I think my story about how I got to go to London is definitely worth sharing. After having not received my passport back in time from the UK consulate in New York to speak at a conference in Bangalore, I was sure that I would not like London since its consulate in the US was a very poor representation of the country. In a desperate attempt to see if I could get my passport back in time to join the rest of my team in London, I wrote an email to a random email address I found in a Yelp review expressing my frustration with the UK consulates process. I didn’t expect it to work considering many had written but never heard back from them. Yes, applying for a UK visa in the US is the worst possible experience I have ever had. But, hey! the 500 words email which I wrote as an advocate to all those in my shoes, received this reply on December 3rd.
Recently, I have been feeling the pain of betrayal. While I grew up, my dad always praised my achievements and my progress in life but always ended by saying, “Don’t forget where you came from.” I never thought about it much back then but now, I realized that its not just a reminder that home is important but also a way of warning me that when I asked questions and opened myself up to things in life, they would change me.