Category: life

…Go For a Beer This year I became an Irish citizen, an event today marked by a (virtual) citizenship ceremony. It’s been almost 8 years to the day since I first landed in Dublin. Back in 2013… Little did I know about Emerald Isle back then. It’s home to Guinness, that expensive beer we have only on special occasions. I used to have a small glass of Guinness after passing major exams in college – it was THAT expensive. Ireland is also home to one of the best bands of all time – The Cranberries (you didn’t think I’d say…

Today I got recognition at work, as someone who has put extra effort to deliver an important project. And I am proud, of course I am, but I also can’t help but feel like a cheat. Why, you might wonder? A few months ago, I was going through a breakup with my partner. I was trying to get myself grounded. After 6 years, I was living alone. At the same time, I was watching covid-19 cases spiking and the country preparing itself for another lockdown. In the meantime, I started a new project at work. Two weeks into the new…

It’s funny really. When you tell people you have a broken leg, they will tell you to rest, to take it easy, and to follow instructions from your doctor. They might even offer to bring you groceries. But they most certainly won’t ask you to help them with theirs. Or to go for a run with them. Yet, when you tell people you are not ok emotionally, they won’t see the cast on your heart. It is that type of thing that is not easily visible. It requires a person to look into your soul. And most people are not…

I had just received this book – Home Body by Rupi Kaur, that my friend had sent me. Most of it resonates strongly with me, but I figured there’s one particular topic I need to write about. During my teen years and the majority of my twenties, I hung out mostly with guys. I found men in my life stable and I found interactions with them so much easier, void of unnecessary drama, flakiness, and conversations about shallow topics. I was lucky enough to meet certain men I got (and still get) to call friends. Those people literally saved my…

Do you ever stop and think about what you’d say to a 19-yo self if you were to encounter them again? Do you wonder what they would be thinking of YOU now? Did you let them down? Did you fulfill their expectations? Sometimes, I stop and pause. Then I have this conversation with her. I want to tell her to enjoy herself. To worry less and breathe more. Things WILL work out fine in the end. I’d tell her – you’ll turn into an independent woman, like you had always wanted. What I  wouldn’t tell her is exactly how much…