If you are what you eat, 2017 you were a McDonalds order –
Fast, tasty, unhealthy, self-involved, crowded at every corner!
Goals reached, some broken and new ones made,
Here’s to your movement 2017 –
Before your tombstone is laid!
I’ll begin just like you did – without much prelude
It’ll make sense in the end – just stay clued
On my gyan, don’t plis frown –
Fill that glass and grab your snack,
The ride’s fast, dirty and DOWN!
The stops in January were Pune, Ahemdabad and Cochin,
Seva Café, Nemo Patel, inner work and kin!
The Biennale art inspired deep thought,
P and R – your company made bearable the hot!
Destination wedding of Design and training in February,
Learning was served twice Hyderabad’s collaboration curry
A date to Lepakshi made sure we met again to do a jigsaw puzzle,
Cochin again – the details of which are slightly muzzled!
In March, look out – Zebras, Giraffes and Lions were spotted,
Nairobi and Masai with the best co-traveler, I was sorted!
And then came Dehradoon with Mahavari and period taboo,
Sukhibhava – to you and the boy there, love and thank you!
April – we halt in rainy Bangalore for job hunt,
Long distance relationships, mangoes and the heart burnt
Startup ideas, choices and a familiar tussle
Adventure or stability – stay mindful in the bustle!
Chuk Chuk Chuk Chuk – May saw the Trissur stop,
Pooram, elephants, Bharath hotel with roots hop.
Then came the big move – a job in Mumbai i got too!
Long held dreams coming true – anticipation with time flew.
By June, at 180kmph, settling into the new city,
Finding feet, discovering the job, adjusting my beat.
Mentorship, children, leadership, communities and letting go –
F&F thank you for being the rock, watching me grow!
In July, folks board the train for roots, moving to Trissur for sanity
I saw closely ‘House Hunting’ and ‘Economic disparity’
Santa Cruz, Bandra, Khar, Mahim, Matunga, Dadar and Parel –
Faces everywhere – resolute, tired, free and frail!
My first rains in Mumbai through the Carter glass,
August – so beautiful the rain; agnostic of caste and class,
Fundraising, meetings, fancy dinners and being the ED
Squeezing time for Pune with Soul sister, being Didi!
The September route had a stop I had been dreading for a while –
Wasn’t too bad, turning 30 in Trissur – growing old in style!
Srilanka, my best – Galle, Colombo, Whales, Turtles and Elephants,
The best stop so far, the mindful co-traveler always raising the bar!
October with Diwali brought some stress: homesickness and much rush,
A campaign, work risks, data, questions and the fuss!
An Engagement i dealt badly with – confusion and THE funny saree slip,
My Bangalore peeps i missed most.
Chugging along in November, homeless but taken care of
Thank you, S, P and Aunty for all; much cough, more laugh!
Blocked calendars, culture, flat feet, improvement and impact –
Filter coffee and a space of mine is all I lacked.
Come December, the stopover was at Belgaum for shaadi,
Old friends and new beginnings – kurta and saree!
House hunting, retreat, falling sick, culture and strategy,
A much-deserved holiday in Java and Bali.
Phew! What a colorful ride it’s been,
Much learnt, gratitude felt and growth seen;
Pulled in many directions – yet, not becoming lean.
My thank you list follows – pure and clean:
Mumbai, you complicated one – only extremes with you
Heat, rain, poverty, love, fun, crowd and hue;
Making me tough and my reality amends
I truly hope next year we become better friends!
To my Mumbai friends and all the homes, I call my own,
What would I do without you?
Board games to Carter road at two – my love to you!
To the wonderful people with whom i could do work,
This year was tough, but beautiful times ahead lurk,
Gratitude for every conversation and lessons of fingers burnt,
Culture eats strategy for breakfast is what I most learnt!
To all my peeps in Bangalore – I miss you –
That’s all I’ll say.
Next year, I’ll be better at being in touch,
Don’t hate me plis, I love you much!
To my little girl who watches over all of us,
Planning holidays, surprises and no fuss!
Some gyan from me: you are meant for greatness, see see!
Be the leader that you are to be.
Of some things with stomach and butterflies I did not talk,
The nuzzles, puzzles, origami lilies, drives, runs and walks.
Thank you for all the laughs and conversations dear one,
We’ll do this adulting bit well, I promise – it’ll be fun!
2017 was a crash course in commitment for me,
Commitment is no longer the opposite of free.
Commitment is a mindful choice –
Listening to the gut, sticking it out; despite the noise!
In 2018, the commitments I make,
To my work, I commit all of what i got
Live by all that i once taught.
A commitment to my people –
Friends and family – with no difference between the two,
I’ll be there, I promise, for you!
To the boy with a coy smile, I commit trading first dates
to the loyal stability of co-running many miles.
A commitment to learning, adventure, smiling and being me –
I commit to building, equity, dignity and being free!
2018, many changes you are going to bring,
I can see it – growth, ambition, learning, wedding rings!
As exciting as it is, I sometimes still fear the uncertain,
But the gut tells me to trust – the universe has a goodness curtain.
I can see you smile there like a mischievous little one,
Be kind, be full of laughter, travel, learning and fun,
Teach us to live a life of purpose, mindfulness &
generosity of spirit,
Bring more opportunities and be fair,
Leaving it to you, 2018 –
Let’s make it count, with love and care!