How my Instagram feed has changed over the last two years is truly an indication of how my life has changed! From the photos of Hesaraghatta lake to the photos of Austria, from Bangalore college campuses to the sunset pictures at the beaches of California, from first time dishes to exquisite fares, from Mysore road trips to Pacific Coast Highway drives. When I watch Hollywood movies now, I can recognize some places myself and have friends who have been to the street where a scene was shot in Germany and so on.
The novelty in my surroundings may have crept into all my dreams. In a house with six girls in our twenties, the topic of finding a soulmate and getting married cannot be avoided in our conversations. How our hopes and aspirations do not intersect does not deter us from giving and taking advice from others. While some of us still wonder why it is so hard to imagine sharing this life with another person, someone even has plans to look for sperm donors and/or adoption, which is hitting two birds with one stone – raising a family of our own coupled with the satisfaction of doing a noble deed. We watched videos like “7 secrets to finding love this year” and “How to get out of the “Friend zone””, which, in a friend’s opinion, I need to watch and learn. One of my kind hearted patrons at work was talking to me about how he does not see our generation of Indians agreeing to arranged marriages anymore and how he expects us to be brave enough to find someone ourselves, the not–So-Indian way. Even though that seems improbable, I would love to have someone who would want to lead a life as enriching and vibrant as my Instagram feed or maybe just settle in a quiet corner of Kerala, devouring the peace which is slowly diminishing as nobody is spared from the rat race any more.
There is also one of us mustering enough courage to talk to a guy at work about what he does because both the guy and his work interest her. It has become a habit to ask her if she spoke to him, every single day she gets back home from work. Our exchanges do get serious once in a while, and it is sometimes frightening to anticipate what is in store, beyond the fun and mischief that we have now
Talking about newness, I now satiate my love for music watching some videos of a three-year-old show called ‘Music Mojo’ on a Malayalam channel. I gape in awe, wishing for a beautiful voice, just to be able to sing along listening to all those mesmerizing talents at work. I always resisted listening to re-rendering of old songs, because I felt nothing could compare to the beauty of the original and medleys, because, well, songs are not supposed to be meddled with! My opinion is rather altered now. It is probably all right to mix songs too, some of them seem perfect when their lines are intertwined.
Sometimes it is good to get a fresh ‘perspective’ – “The old with a dash of the new” seems to be our mantra for music as well as everything else.