Writing is a form of therapy; sometimes I wonder how all those who do not write, compose or paint can manage to escape the madness, melancholia, the panic and fear which is inherent in a human situation. –Graham Greene

Don’t you love happy accidents? This morning, I woke up with no plan to visit the Durshet Village. A field trip site visit, travel stories exchanged with Ayush, and my love for taking photos led me to this village where I met Raibai.

She’s more than 100 years old, and the fact that she has lived that long and is happy, made me reflect on my high-maintenance lifestyle. In the Durset village, they wake up to a lovely view every morning. They eat organic veggies and exercise as they transport water from the community faucet to their home. They take siestas and live happily with family.

In my world, having a gorgeous view, eating organic veggies and taking a siesta costs a fortune. In their world, it is almost free.

The world is an amazing place, but it is also ironic.

More on this happy accident in a future post.

I’ll be the first one to admit that I’m a workaholic. Now that my head is not buried in work-related documentation, I’m ready to explore Mumbai, the city I’ve been living in for more than a year. I’m ready, excited and feel like I’ve just had an awakening to this beautiful, complex and layered city that has inspired many great novels.

Yesterday, I had a chance to visit the Kala Ghoda Festival. I love Kala Ghoda street, with its art deco buildings. It’s a street that’s full of history and provided a contrasting backdrop to modern installations.

Are you ready to see some of the festival’s thought-provoking artwork?

This caption is the first part of the blurb that accompanied the sculpture: This art piece is made of disposed scrap. It propogates a resource efficient, climate- and eco-friendly way of living, how to explore saving potential, efficient driving and green minded actions. As part of furthering the Think Blue philosophy, Volkswagen associated with Haribaabu Natesaan, an artist who creates art out of scrap.


I fell in love with 3R's by Unme's melted bottle sculptures. Their stall is on the road island next to the Jehangir Art Gallery.

"Smoking Kills" was conceptualized by Naresh, Kuldeep, Mayura and Meenal. The purpose behind this sculpture is to create awareness on how harmful smoking is.

I loved the vibe of the Kala Ghoda festival. I’m so ready to go back and catch a play or film or workshop in the coming days!

For more information on the Kala Ghoda festival check out their website.

I’m easing my way back into the physical health trail by choosing healthier entrees (with the occasional cheat) and doing light exercises such as walking and pilates. I’ve also been logging my eating and exercise activities in Twitter. (I just love using those hashtags!)

Looks like tomorrow I’ll be hopping over to Nature’s Basket and buying quinoa and lettuce. Nature’s Basket is the only place I know of in Mumbai that sells both.

How do you keep yourself on the health trail?

Today is a perfect day, so forgive if I milk bits and pieces of this day in my next three entries.

I decided to go to my Mumbai church after five long months. I’ve always had a reason or excuse not to go–It’s too far. I have to finish my work. I can pray to God at home anyway.

But late December and January have been lean months for me and I find myself facing the withdrawal symptoms of workaholism–boredom, restlessness, the constant search for challenge.

So today I invited K to come to church with me in South Mumbai and the worship started with Pastor Kevin telling us to dance to the worship team’s music. Who danced during New Year’s Eve last week?, he shouted. A flurry of hands went up. If you can dance during New Year’s Eve, you can definitely dance for the Lord! We want passion in here! Did you know that everyday in heaven we will be dancing? Celebrating! Let’s erase the stiffness! The deadness! Let’s all come alive!

Church Band

And with that I clapped my hands, sang from heart and swayed my hips, shaking off what I hope are the last remnants of my workaholism, restless, boredom and constant need for challenge.

There is just so much more to enjoy in life!