Showing posts with label Carrie. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Carrie. Show all posts

Saturday, April 20, 2013

Then and Now

Ten years ago, around now I was taking baby steps from being a college kid to graduating and entering the big exciting world. It was the first time I was going to stay without parents, grandparents or a sibling.

The first move was when I did my final year project at HAL, Bangalore. I stayed with a friend in a house 4 days a week and then went back to home base for the remaining 3 days. It was at that time I got a taste of the big city. It was nothing like Carrie Bradshaw in NYC…but well it was my own version. It was then that I tried the club-hopping, it was then that my girlfriends and I gave fake names at one of those clubs, it was then that spending hours at a coffee shop for a non-coffee drinker seemed possible, it was then that I turned 21.

I can safely say that Bangalore became home base for me in 2003; it still is. Mysore became associated with the formative years…when I really didn’t know or get a chance to explore who I am or want to be.

Bangalore let me do that. I got my first job, my first pay check, my kinda first boyfriend, my first pad, my first party with people I did not know, my first date with a guy I hardly knew, my first beach wedding in Goa…well, the list is long. And now that I am older I really need more time to remember all of it…so let me stop. I am sure you get the gist.
That was a start of a fantastic decade. I cannot believe it is that long ago…but well time does fly! In the last ten years that started in Bangalore with me experimenting with life a lot happened.

Pune was the next city I went to. This city did give me my MBA, but the best thing it gave me is my own love story. I met my husband there seven and half years ago. And well then the city also opened my eyes, widened my vision, merged the black and white to a larger grey area and suddenly I was not so much of a halli guggu. The transformation was not immediate, and was not easy…but Pune – or maybe it was Tarun - did make me a more accepting person.

And then I was back to home base now called Bengaluru for my first real job which I quit in 10 days and moved on to the next real job. I was finally working in an agency. No matter how much I crib about the pay and the hours both of which are rather shitty, I must say this – it is only in an agency that you can be yourself, speak your mind, be crazy (you must be if you do all that great work for the people you want to kill) and make great friends for life because all of them drink!

The last five years in Bengaluru have been nothing short of excitingly exhilarating – if that even makes sense! I told my parents I had met a boy, the boy.  And then Tarun got down on one knee at a restaurant and proposed and well we got married. We moved into a well-furnished house as his parents had set it up for us. That is the story in short.

Tarun and I bought our first car, travelled far and wide to Australia, Kerala, Thailand, Singapore, Kashmir, Bhutan and Sikkim to name a few, we made friends, we put on weight and then we hit the gym and lost most of it. We saw a sister’s wedding and a brother’s dream coming true.

We changed jobs.

Mine finally gave me the thrill of marketing and traveling in high heels and an award that took us both on a trip to California. His gave him a tough client, a great bunch of minds to work with, a few stars, respect and growth.

That growth today has put me back at an oddly similar spot. I am now taking baby steps from being at home to creating a home away from home. It is the first time that I am not a 3-hour drive or 3-hour flight away from my parents, grandparents or sibling. It is the first time I need to use Skype to stay in touch with them. It is the first time that the gap between my parents’ visits will give me a chance to miss them.

Tarun and I have moved to Hong Kong. And this time it is a big city but as I am married and have found my Mr. Big, it is not much of a Carrie Bradshaw story. But it is the first time that Tarun and I stayed in a hotel for a whole month, the first time we are working in a foreign country and the first time we are setting up home! We are moving today!!

A few weeks from now I will be 31 and all I am thinking is how exciting is this decade going to be?

Thursday, June 17, 2010

Even Carrie Ends Up Watching Movies on the Couch!

Last night I watched Julie & Julia and it inspired me to try and make blogging a routine - something I have honestly been trying to do for so long. I guess I need a mission or a deadline like Julie!

The inspiration made me log on and check my blog page after ages. And then I decided to change a little of the layout and background. I promise you I explored shades of blue and green. But somehow blog-wise I am just stuck on pink - a little less of it this time though.

I wanted to leave the page after the visual revamp but felt obliged to put down something to mark this day. Yes, there are things that have been running around in my head waiting to be blogged. But I am at work and I really should not be here in the first place.

So I decided to put in a review of a movie. I love movies. I review them regularly on Facebook and a little less regularly on Twitter. So why have I missed this important part of me on my blog page?? Really wonder why?
Sex & the City 2 released in India last week (and like ages ago in the rest of the World) and I was waiting to watch it.

Have I followed all the seasons of SATC on TV? No I have not. Do I score high points on a SATC quiz on Facebook? No I do not. Do I think the characters on the show will help me solve issues in my life wisely? No way! 
I have never understood the flak SATC got for being opposed to feminism and all that. Let's be honest. Most of us women have had our very own SATC moments. Be it love, marriage, work, babies...whatever! And that is why I like the show. Yes as girls and women we do tend to worry silly about things...things which most people disregard as unimportant...things which we ourselves know deep down are trivial.

But at that moment not finding the right pair of shoes for a dress to a party you have been planning to go for like over 2 weeks is a BIG DEAL! SATC is just a show that tells us - Don't worry...here are 4 more women in NYC who worry about issues more trivial than yours. And yes that makes me feel nice about myself!

I have caught most seasons on HBO. I have taken the 'Which SATC Character Are You?' quiz. I watched SATC 1 with my girlfriends wearing heels and carrying a fancy bag. I do it for fun.

And for fun I watched SATC 2.

People told me it is a disappointment...but all I say is that it is like a bad habit. You know it is not good for you but you still do it. SATC 2 is not a fantastic movie...no one expects great cinema from this team. But watching it makes me smile and happy...coz it is all about seeing the 4 girlfriends together again.


But yes I wished SATC 2 somewhere showed the 4 girls accepting age gracefully! Hated Samantha's track in this movie. Portraying aging being so hard to accept just makes it worse for most women out there. I would have really liked to see Samantha accept her age and maybe show us some benefits about that. That would not have hurt! Her desperate attempt to be young looked pathetic!

My favorite scene this time too was with Charolette (last time it was when she waved Mr. Big off with her finger) and Miranda...discussing children. Yes! They have help and yet they whine...but it was a nice scene. Something I can picture myself being in.

Carrie was being an annoying and a nagging wife...I know what she expected is not right. But honestly I have made some of those pointless arguments as well. I guess somewhere we want our lives to be glitzy all the time while we very well know deep down that reality is different. It was consoling to see that after marriage even Carrie ends up with take out, on a couch with a tired husband!

Watch it if you are an SATC fan...and watch it to just refresh your memories. This is not great cinema...it never promised to be...