I’ve never seen my dad cry before! My grandmas, my aunts, grandad, and my mum too. I didn’t realise how much I and my getting married meant to them. It’s not a casual, nice celebration, it’s of big grand proportions of big grand and deep meaning. This overwhelmed me and I started crying too but the aachaar (pandit who does the ceremony) as well as some elders told me not to cry so I tried hard to hold it in.
I’d love to be omnipresent, always with all the people dear to me who are spread across continents. The glass-half-empty view makes me feel like I’m always missing something, always leaving. But on the bright side I could also say I’m always home. The theme of my life seems to be ‘Yaadum oore, yaavarum kelir’ a Tamil saying which translates into ‘Every town is my hometown and everyone is my kin’.
I present my studies for half an hour and then face questions from the committee and audience for the next half an hour or so. I have been practicing in front of my group and incorporating feedback so it looks pretty good now. My colleagues have been so helpful and sweet. I need to work on the smoothness of the presentation and do some reading for possible questions in the time remaining.
I’ve been working from home a lot recently as it is easier to write like this. I can access food anytime, sing as much as I want without disturbing anyone, and work as late as I want without the hassle of getting to and from the office.