My Head In the Clouds
A journal of emotion, thought, and being
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Part 1- Beauty Is Not a Luxury, It’s a Language From fashion and home decor to architectural marvels and natural landscapes; I’ve always believed that beauty lives in the details. Maybe it’s the Libran sensibility in me or the years immersed in the world of fashion, either way, beauty feels stitched into the very fabric…
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“The goal is not to be the smartest person in the room. It’s to make the room smarter.” I wish I could claim those wise words but they belong to Adam Grant, the bestselling author. Still, I’m happily borrowing them, because they capture exactly how I felt walking into the Silent Book Club hosted by…
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“One of the most precious gifts my dad left us is the collection of home videos he lovingly recorded, simple moments now transformed into timeless memories.” A rarity in the 90’s, he managed to capture not just the innocence of our early years, but unwittingly the youth of my parents. An immortal gift for us…
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Swipe Right or Apply Now? The Surprising Parallels Between Job Hunt and Partner Search Navigating Dubai’s competitive, expat-rich job market, I can’t help but notice how much finding a job feels like finding a life partner, especially if you’ve done both the long way round. Fifteen years of job-hopping and a solid tour of the…
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Time has a quiet way of rearranging the places we once thought permanent. My childhood home in Delhi, once bursting with people, voices and rituals, now feels quieter. As aging grandparents move on and life pulls us in different directions, the human buzz has dimmed. But where people have stepped back, nature has stepped in-…
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I’ve been meaning to write for years, but it took my dad’s passing to finally nudge me toward the pen (figuratively speaking) and put into words the whirlwind of emotions that have engulfed me in the past year. I’m not sure if this is the perfect place to begin, but it feels like the right…
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As a reluctant NRI who never wanted to leave the comforting chaos of my hometown Delhi, marriage whisked me away to Dubai. It wasn’t the glittering skyline or the cosmopolitan appeal that drew me in, it was simply the new chapter that life had written for me. My hesitation was always deeply rooted in the…
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This is Me A late bloomer, a full-time feeler and a proud Libran constantly seeking balance in a world that rarely sits still. This blog, A Wandering Mind, is my mental post box. It holds reflections, emotional detours, and the occasional existential question wrapped in humour because ‘therapy is expensive 😅 and blogging is free…
My Head In the Clouds 