But there still was a lot that I managed to do this year.
# I climbed 13,500 feet of a mountain topped with snow. Can I write this in all caps? No big deal, I know. But it is a personal achievement. Massive.
# I experienced the magic of Ladakh. Pure love.
# I got to watch Zakir Hussain, live, again. The man is magic.
# Attended my first 7.30 am south Indian wedding
# Accepted to face an issue and sought help
# Almost drowned
# Sneaked out of home one night for the first time
# Dealt with dad’s illness
# Voted for change
# Voted for change
# Saw the white desert
# AGAIN did not see through the process of getting my driver’s license
# Did far fewer stupid things
# Stayed in a house boat
# Met a stranger for chai and realised there are others who are struggling more
# Struck a conversation with another stranger only to realise it is very hard to get someone to know me now
# Saw Bombay from the 35th floor of a Nariman Point building
# Had people send me flowers from beyond international borders
# Participated in a theatre workshop
# Tried very hard to find a new job
# Lost sleep
# Lost another person who I thought was a close friend
# Joined a dating platform only to find every other interesting person uninteresting
# Danced a choreographed dance
# Attended exactly one month of salsa lessons
# Hard work in office got acknowledged
# Fell in love with Harvey Specter
# Got closure
# Watched Suvvir grow into a monster baby
# Wanted to marry, was asked for marriage for wrong reasons, watched some great people come together in marriage, saw some close people’s marriages fall apart
# Bought a new lens
# Experienced massive lows at work
# Continued to struggle on the health front
# Bought and wore a lot of bling clothes
# Significant cut-down of alcohol also happened this year
# Rode an elephant after more than a decade
2014 is expected to bring newness. I honestly do not know if this blog will see through its eighth year, but I do hope it does.