Thursday, December 17, 2015


No, this isn't an appreciation post for Adele's new album (which it totally deserves, i love that ish but that stuff is for some other time).

This is for when you turn 25 and look back to what your life has been, what changed you and made you.....

I'm not a fan of looking back at life. it gets you reminiscing, pining for the old times. In Dumbledore's words

Nostalgia is a rich emotion but a useless one when life has other pressing needs.

But 25 years being considered an important milestone, you gotta look back objectively in order to learn from your mistakes. That time is almost over where you had the liberty to make as mistakes you wanted to, take as many risks as you wanted to. in other words, at this point you feel like:

Monday, September 28, 2015

Manache Ganapati of Pune

5 'Manache' ganapati mandals are part of Ganeshotsav tradition started by Bal Gangadhar Tilak to bring society together as a whole.

On friday, me and friends visited these pandals amidst pious people packed streets to offer our prayers.

It was the last day of 10 day ganpati fest and streets were blocked for vehicles and volunteers were in place to manage the human traffic that has poured itself out to get 'darshan' of Lord Ganesha.

1. Kasaba Ganapati

We made our way to the first Ganapati of honor.

Sunday, May 3, 2015

life and times and blah

Almost half of 2015 has gone already, god knows where i've been! oh yeah, in my cubicle on weekdays and lazing around or shopping on weekends.

it's like being in a time capsule that has taken me to a future date making me fatter and older in the process.

Honestly, growing up sucks.  All my life my decisions were taken for me by my parents. Even in college i let them do that not knowing that i can actually take charge of my life and whatever happens is going to affect me in the end.

And now that i know, through living independently for around a year and a half that now my life is my responsibility, decision making has become even more difficult.

And for a person like me, who's had a bout of anxiety before, this loop of 'what-if's is a whirlpool madness best avoided.

So what do i do?

solution 1: put your problems in a bundle and put it away to deal with it later at the back of your mind. then ignore it until it goes away.

solution 2: Acknowledge everything, try your best to take care of things (this involves dealing with people). Solves the problem but at the end of the day i feel pathetic. (Because people can disappoint you too).

solution 3: the best way. i'm yet to think of it though.

And this year i'm also way behind my reading.... Seriously, where is all the time in the world going?!

Saturday, August 30, 2014

Woes of online shopping

it's too easy and its too convenient. that's it. that's the biggest woe of online shopping.
one doesn't even realise when and how why and ends up spending thousands in it.
i had always thought of myself as being the 'in-control' sort of person where matters of spending were concerned. but i've had a few guilty splurges and i think soon i'll have to change the description as:
'hi, i'm Ankita Gour and i'm a shopaholic.'

 no, its terrible. i cant let it happen.
strict times need strict measures. i'm not even going to look anyplace that mentions a discount. discounts are the worst traps.
Also, i'm going to make a list of the things i NEED, and not look over to anything else no matter how much discount it is on.

Tuesday, May 13, 2014

Weekend appreciation post

Never do we realize the importance and value of weekends until we start working 9 to 6 ourselves. and never do we miss the weekends as much as we do on a weeknight. when after a tiring (and most probably irritating) day at work we come home to get rid of the heaviness in our heads, to relax and forget the deadlines to be chased, challenges to be met, only for a few hours so that we could get a peaceful night's sleep.

Today i fell asleep on the bus on my way back from work. i was the last one to get off, one stop farther away from mine so i had to walk back. While i was walking i could only think of two things - how thirsty i was (i'd forgotten my water bottle at the office too) and how desperate i was to fall into the comforts of my bed.
Fall into my bed i did, closed my eyes and wished for the world to stop still for a moment. When i finally mustered the energy to get up i realized that the moment had lasted for half and hour and the world hadn't stopped at all.
After i got myself fed and watered and all, i took up my usual - caught up on my reading, surfing the web for interesting articles and just when i was getting into real mood (y'know.. music blasting in my earphones and looking up book reviews to add more books on my shelf when i'm already behind in my to-read pile, and snacking on various sorts of unhealthy salty snacks etc), a voice in the back of my mind was going on and on about if i don't go to sleep right now - i'll be late to work in the morning and again i'll sleep on the bus on my way back. And then i knew i just had to make a post about how it sucks not to be a weekend how i miss the weekend. ALL THE TIME. EVERY WEEKNIGHT.

Sunday, February 2, 2014


i've never written my diary in one place. pages of it, you'll find in my old unused notebooks, some entries in the papers i might have been using for rough work when i had the impulse to write. most of my entries are in my actual diary of course that i used to maintain when i had my PC but now since i'm all grown up and working, living away from home and being independent etc i make do with my pen-and-paper-in-flesh diary in which i sometimes i stick cards, make doodles, keep my to-do lists, sometimes my bills too. and then there are the rare records of my thoughts - written, stashed away somewhere and then forgotten only to be found when i'm least expecting them. like the unpublished posts on this blog or the posts tagged 'private' that can only be seen by me. when i read them, it's like a breeze of nostalgia swept on my phase. its a funny feeling when you have your thoughts so solidly staring down at you from a page. like yeah, at some point they existed. and i always read them and in my head can't help telling my past self that it all works out in the end, that the worrying was in vain, that i should take it easy and enjoy every moment. and i wonder how i have eased out of it and have new circumstances and set of challenges and the way i feel about them... like my entire way of thinking has evolved. 

Monday, January 27, 2014

Using bloggeroid for the first time

Let's see how this goes. Lack of a system has lead to this. And I am missing the tap of keyboard :/

^sample image for testing
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