I am happy to have been nominated by Cotton of An English Woman in Mumbai for the Sisterhood of the World Bloggers Award!
As MyHindiHeart is undergoing some pretty big changes, I’d like to take a look at its evolution. These are my humble beginnings. When I started that blog, I had no idea what I was doing. I just knew I wanted to write. I also wanted the blog to look cool. Over time, I cared more about my writing, and a content-friendly design, rather than whether or not the blog “looked cool”.
Yesterday was quite frustrating, but reflecting on it, today, I actually learned quite a bit. I’ll start the story off with a bit of TMI (too much information) because, well, it’s an important topic.
In these times, when our financial situation has not improved, our mental health suffers greatly. Despite my best efforts to find another writing job, and placing dozens of online applications, I have had no luck. My husband still works day and night, Monday through Saturday, with little return. He barely earns enough money for our rent. He still searches for other clients, and meanwhile, builds his own website tirelessly, hoping that his dream will bring our success.
The practice of ghoonghat is the practice of a bride covering her head in the presence of elders, most especially elder men in her husband’s family. This means covering her head in front of her husband’s father, his elder brothers, his elder male cousins, and uncles.
When I first came to India, I said naive things to DN, such as:
“Yes, the weekend is here!” or, “It’s Saturday, why are you asking me to wake up at 7 AM?” or, “It’s Sunday. It’s the weekend. Why are you working? Let’s go out!”
Recently, we took a trip home, to Jhansi.
I read this great article that said that in order to find your calling, you need to get out of your personal bubble. I couldn’t agree more – and on that note, I also believe that life begins on the other side of this comfort zone.