Melancholy. That much celebrated emotion of poets, bards and writers. That very same state of mind that evokes the deepest of sentiments that spill over and create art that transcends time, culture, and every other tangible wall. I fancy melancholic. It is definitely more palatable than depressed, don’t you think? Like a fancy mental state […]
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Relearning To Eat, Pray And Love
I finished reading Elizabeth Gilbert’s Eat, Pray, Love last night, and I wrestled with my thoughts to decide if I should really blog about the book. I did not want to write about it because, when so many people have already read the book, how is my little opinion going to change the course of the world? But […]
Beyond The Brick Wall Of Depression
This International Women’s Day, as we celebrated sheroes who have shown us how to own their power and impact lives positively, I was reminded of an article adapted from Debora L. Spar’s new book Wonder Women: Sex, Power, and the Quest for Perfection. She is the president of Barnard College and says something really pertinent […]
The Truth About Depression
While sitting outside a café or at a beach or simply just walking down the street, I like to watch people. I like the old grumpy uncle in my apartment who never smiles, but dotes on his dogs. I love to see little Emily play with her nanny. I admire the gorgeous Lebanese lady and her amazing […]
Remember Yourself..
Women suffer. By habit, choice and circumstance. We feel inadequate most of the time. As home makers we wish we were out there, validating ourselves by earning money. When we have careers, we worry that the kids are growing up without good food on the table, without ironed clothes, without supervised homework. We don’t ever […]
Hope Is An Open Window…
Recently, I lost someone very dear to me. To depression and fatal hopelessness. And this relative, a spontaneous optimist was not given to melancholy. He was someone to whom everyone gravitated. Animals. Children. Old people. Relatives who needed a hospitable home for a holiday or to recuperate from a family problem. He was not given to verbal flourishes. He never said, ‘‘I […]