Risks in life, an interesting life

Everyone has their risk threshold - even the most devil-may-care risk taker has his or her own limits. Some people draw it earlier, some later.

I think about risks often enough. A couple of years back, I used to be paid to do it. Now I do it more about of habit. So it’s no wonder I was drawn to this piece than someone who calls himself better than your boyfriend (too bad I call my significant other my husband already). Before we get to the risk part, here’s what BTYB calls an interesting life:

“I know, from experience, that I can’t possibly predict what will happen that day. By the end of the day I may be in another city, I may have met a new best friend, I may have found a new hobby, or I may have completely altered the course of my life.“

By his standards, I have a very interesting life - I never know what is going to happen in my life, no matter how risk averse I try to be. It’s an occupational hazard I have come to accept. But I am not sure unpredictability itself constitutes an interesting life. I think life can be so unpredictable that unpredictability itself can be just a predictable boring matter. Nevertheless, an interesting definition - not every day you come across a reasonable attempt at defining an interesting life.

The center of my universe

Some things are never easy, no matter how many times you have said them before. Goodbyes are one of them.

Some things are never said, no matter how easy they should have been. Telling someone that they are the center of your universe is one of them.

Bandages for the weary

What is this life if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare?
- W.H.Davies
Happy Easter, and hope you had a good break.
I know you didn’t ask, but yes, I had a good break too. I had not looked forward to a holiday as much as I had to this one, for a very [...]

Multiple careers: Are you relishing your side dish enough?

An essay on the increasingly popular phenomenon of simultaneous multiple careers

Deny it all you like, but most of us lead multiple lives. Not in the schizophrenic way, but in the “One person - Many interests” kind of way.
Gone are the days in which one person could be slotted into one career - the [...]

What it means to be an Indian?

Nimbupani has an interesting post on “are they us“?, which is still having some active and lively discussions.
Very many years ago, I used to have a very simplistic exclusive view to what Indian means. “If you live in India, you are an Indian”. period.
One fine day, I had to fill in an [...]

Adieu

Today morning, I woke up to the unusually loud cries of Tweety.
Tweety is a fellow resident in my apartment building and has her nest just outside my bedroom. Because she reminds me of Tweety in Jamba’s ringtone ad and because I am rather unimaginative when it comes to christening birds, shes called Tweety. Tweety [...]

Am back!

I am back - back home. Its nice to feel my own bed, drink my home-made coffee and shower at my leisure in my warm shower. Also waiting for me is a whole bag of unopened mail, most of which are in German, which means I have a long date with my dictionary and the [...]

The Handshake and such

Some cultural nuances dissected, with not much of reverence or tact.
“A handshake is a universal token of friendliness here. Be it in office, or at home or in the street when two cab drivers greet each other. Something that may not be done even in offices back in Trichur.”
I came across this at a post [...]

Of Whipped Potatoes and Adventures of the Spud

An easy recipe for whipped potatoes, and then the story of potatoes.
I had no idea how easy it is to make whipped potatoes!
Peel and cut, say 6 potatoes, put them in cold water, cover the lid and boil.After the water is boiled, remove the lid and continue boiling for about 15 mins or till the [...]

Is versatility dead?

Are we conditioned to believe that if you know something about everything, you probably know nothing about anything? Is true versatility a thing of the past?
What do you want to be when you grow up is a question that we might have been asked or have asked ourselves when we were growing up. Some [...]