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I asked my mother if she remembered my first attempt at being an entrepreneur. I was ten and I was selling handwritten magazines to folks in my neighborhood and the community mosque. Of course, she did, even the details- the columns, the stories, the revenue.  When my parents had me enrolled in computer classes around the corner from the house I grew up in, I was thrilled to have been introduced to Notepad. I recall Ms. Nanda teaching me all the functions I could perform with this new tool! I then started experimenting with Notepad. I typed endlessly on the keyboard of the computer at Excel Computers and even came out with a typed version of my magazine. The little Mariam grew up and pursued her passion for media. That first attempt never materialized into something, beyond a childhood memory. But it was significant in the sense that today it is unheard of for someone to even write a handwritten letter, much less a magazine. I don’t even remember the last time I held a magazine in my hand. Perhaps it was the Filmfare or Femina magazine at a doctor’s clinic before I departed for the US.

The Blue Toothbrush

What is the likelihood that a break up be happy? Most often than not, breakups always leave hearts broken even in mutual separations.  Hence the name! And trust me no matter how many breakups you have been through, it never seems to get easier, neither does the age of the couple involved or length of the relationship have any bearing on the pain and loneliness you experience immediately post a separation. Whatever the reason behind the break-up, it is always followed by tears.  But the tears eventually cease; the feeling of missing your ex may or may not. How long the grieving period lasts varies from person to person and also on the emotions involved. How I react to a break up will be different from how my ex responds to our separation.

Unnerve your reservations about Solo Trips

Master the art of thou selfies on a solo trip

Traveling in a group has its own perks, just as traveling solo has its. A majority of my travels have been solo trips and I can vouch that they have been some of the most memorable ones indeed. But it wasn't until I got to India that I realized that solo travels are a luxury that only a few could afford,  and not because they can't afford it financially, but because they had parents or close relatives who would keep them from experiencing the best moments of their life. Even in today's day and age, Indian parents have reservations about their daughters venturing out even to the next town on their own. But how does one go from living with parents to living with a husband and then kids without really living on their own and experiencing their personal calling in a country where women are not allowed to live independently and where even finding accommodation as a bachelor is like finding a needle in the haystack?

Mariam! Mariam! Where have you been?

At my desk

Let me follow that title with this, "I have not been to London to see the queen!" Given that I am a Gemini, the disappearing and appearing act is second nature. And so you must forgive me for being focused on some other stuff while I took a break from personal blogging. But, tonight I felt the urge to return to my online journal and share with you the details of the reason I have been away.

Value Added Togetherness

When I think of the highlights of last year, I am flooded with thoughts of love.  This past year I have fallen in love multiple times, or rather felt multiple types of love. True romantic love that will always stay with me, a filler love that only lasted three weeks and a companionship that has given me the strength to carry on with my fight for survival.  True and filler loves are loves we are all familiar with, so I don’t want to discuss them except in passing mentions. The less understood or rather the commonly misunderstood type of love is one felt between two individuals that serve as companions, and one that Arsalan and I have felt for each other.  

India-ful!

So I was wondering what I should write about today. How about something uplifting and not about me for a change? Since the Persian Ladki is a gemini and can also swing into a happy mood, I have decided to make today's post somewhat of a funny one.

The Stillness that is Family

I am writing a novel, for the first time ever and a lot of it is inspired by my own experiences. Let us for a moment assume that the protagonist is me, and my blog serves as the notes section where I plan the journey of the protagonist. Today's post will give you a glimpse of a major theme in the book.

The Longest Depression

Revisiting the past is as foolish as foolish can get. But sometimes you have no option especially when you are constantly living a life affected by that past such that every moment becomes a reminder of that god awful decision that scarred your existence since.

Ageing Me

Good evening! I am accompanied on this post by a hot aromatic cup of masala chai and memories.

I have witnessed 12,075 beautiful mornings. Life indeed is long when I look at it that way. Do I remember how I spent each of them? I wish I could.

So this morning when a school friend tagged me in a group picture of us from 6th grade, she forced me down memory lane and I began to have a conversation with myself again about my unfulfilled life. I have been doing that quite a lot lately. Let's find out why.

Tinderella

You have a match! 

The excitement I feel is slightly lesser than what I would have felt if I had matched with Shahrukh Khan. Neither does it mean that I have found the man of my dreams because I have already found him. It is another thing that I can't be with him. 

Hell bound

I had a very rough night. I should blame one of my closest friends for making me go through this torture again because he convinced me that I need to be there for my aging parents. Yet he wasn't there when I needed to be rescued from the mess he put me into. So I did what I know how to do best- escape to sanity!