Am a contradiction of sorts. i love going out and having a good time with friends, and i can also stay home chill out over a book or a movie.. Am very passionate about writing, so give me a topic and watch me float away into wonderland... I Am crazy about music,books,friends and my doggie... :)
If I were to pick one woman who has carved a niche for herself. If I were to talk about a woman who has grown multifold over the years if I were to share the story of a woman who has been an inspiration, then it has to be Archana Avinash of Strings & Beads..
Well, to be honest I have known her only for a short while, but have grown close and seen her journey from nobody to what she is today sitting in the passenger seat. Living in Doha, she had a good job [at least that is how many would refer to it], but then one day she calls me to request a small write up for an idea she has. And soon, she is off the job, and launching her range of silver jewellery under the label "Strings & Beads".
She was clear from Day 1, she worked only with pure silver and semi precious stones.
She also knew she would be creating her own designs and changing the way people looked at silver jewellery.
There were earrings, there were neck pieces and there came the bracelets. She knows Tarot and healing, so her pieces are energised, cleansed and made with oodles of love. She believes that we pass on karma when we give away gifts, and it is very important to have good intentions when we do a deed, and this extends to her pieces as well.
I have asked her numerous times how the entire journey began, if she was always creative or if she always enjoyed jewellery. All she says is "I did love jewellery, my grandmom used to sketch and was also good at embroidery, so is my mom, so maybe that just rubbed off on me".
There are days when she is filled with worry about a collection, and then there are days when she is floating sky high with the response she received. Love the fact that she is constantly thinking of something new, something different...
She is passionate, she is driven and she loves what she does! Recently, I got the chance to travel with her, and what a ride it was. We explored every nook and corner in Jaipur, sometimes looking for interesting sights, and other times for jewelers. And then we would spend hours in the store, I staring at everything with goo-goo eyes while she rattled names and details, making a bargain and closing a deal. I could see the twinkle in her eye when she spotted a pendant, I could see an idea, a design form in her head and then there were times when I could see her face go cold and we would leave the store empty handed. They become part of a collection for an exhibition or to be custom made into pieces for an occasion or part of a theme!
The transition from Doha to Chennai, the journey from corporate slave to entrepreneur must have been crazy and tough, with its share of struggles, but she seems to be handling it all quite well. She has had people buy and go missing, she has had people who buy and come back for repeat orders, and then there are those who buy from her and think they can start something on their own.
Our teachers taught us the alphabets
They taught us rhymes
They taught us cursive writing
and then stories came alive
But they forgot to teach us how to control what we thought and spoke
Our teachers taught us maths
They taught us to solve problems
They taught us history, geography and English
and then the grades did the roller coaster
But they left out the concept of dealing with success and failure
Our teachers taught us to deal with pressure
They taught us to differentiate between procedures
They taught us to do better
and then we learnt more than what was in the books
But they skipped out on reactions and reacting to feelings and expressions
Our teachers taught us Science
They taught us how machines work
They taught us what to do when things went wrong
And then we dealt with accident and mishaps
But they ignored the lessons that involved politics and being diplomatic
Our teachers taught us about grades
They taught us to aim high
They taught us to look beyond the books
and then we fell into the pit called competition
But they failed to teach us about anger, sorrow and depression
Our teachers taught us many things
They taught us to grow up
They taught us to hold hands
and then we continued battling with things that life threw upon us
But they knew we would survive, stand up if we fall and stand tall making ourselves proud!!
Not just on this day, I remember and thank each and every person who was a mentor, a teacher, a guide and made a difference in my life every day. Some through the lessons they taught, some through their actions, and some who were just there to guide me, some who took me to hospital when I had an accident and visited me home while I recovered, some who brought me books when my book had been misplaced, and some who gave me confidence to rise after a fall and then there are those who are with me everyday, giving me the support and pep talk I need [without me asking for it] ... Happy Teachers' day to all....
Happy Teachers' Day to all the lovely people out there!!
This post is not about strangers strangers, it is about familiar faces who are strangers!
No, I am not referring to friends who have become strangers, am talking about faces we have seen or met, but who are strangers.
We know them, but dont really know them
We see them 1st time, but the 2nd time we have no clues who they are
Experienced this? If your answer is NO, then just pretend am not looney and read on...
On Sunday, was at a book store with friends when I was browsing through a shelf of books when I look up and see this short woman staring at me [no am not judging her for being short, but mentioned her height to make a point]. She was staring at me intently and the minute I looked up, she shuffled and then said "Aarti right? hi, how are you doing? Remember, we met outside H&G?".. The only reason I would have gone to H &G would be to pick up friend's son. So, I instantly asked her if she was my friend's friend. She nodded awkwardly and then mentioned another mutual friend who she knows and with that walked away.
I was left standing there lost. I had no clues who this lady was. I don't even remember seeing her before. Or had I conveniently forgotten? Pushing this moment aside, I wandered around the store checking out some of the deals posted.
No sooner did I go around the corner did I hear a voice "Mommy, this is so awesome, I would have buyed it, isnt it pretty mommy". I turned to see a little girl in a cute girl salwar talking animatedly about a doll set. Her mom smartly took her hand, distracted her and was ready to walk away when she saw me and gushed. Hi Aarti, how are you doing? I smiled and said Hi hello. I chit chatted with the kid about her love for Barbies and the lady said "she likes them, but I dont" and said bye and walked away... This face I knew, except for the life of me, I couldnt remember her name :( I dint know where I had seen her, or how I know her, or how she knows my name.. sigh...
These are not just stray incidents, such moments happen to me oh so often that I have given up self- analyzing or wondering beyond the moment. Friends make fun saying I know way too many people, or that I am being stalked everywhere I go. Infact, it has become a joke if we go out "so, let us wait and see how long it takes before someone comes over to say hi to you"....
any such instances? do share. please put me out of the misery of feeling like a looney bin.. lol..