shyam

“Will you be able to manage by yourself in Delhi?” My mother’s concern echoed in my mind as I made the decision to move to my new job in 2014. Excitement mingled with uncertainty as thoughts of a new place, a new job, and new people filled my head. My earliest memories of Delhi were etched in my heart, dating back to the winter of 2000 when my family and I ventured there from our hometown in Hyderabad, South India. The cold weather at Hazrat Nizamuddin Railway Station took us by surprise, but we found solace in a tiny yet cosy room in Karol Bagh. Exploring the city’s diverse cuisine became a cherished adventure for us, indulging in every local dish we could find. Amidst these culinary adventures, we also explored the historical gems and vibrant markets of the city, each moment etching a lasting impression in our hearts. During a trip to Agra, I was mesmerized by the fog that enveloped the highway, making it feel as though we were passing through clouds. While journeying through ano...

 "...you should write more", was what my wife said after reading my blogs. She had no idea I could write when she first read my blog four years ago. The content of my blog brought amusement to her, and it sparked a desire in me to write sooner. However, I was indecisive about the right topic. I wrote my last blog in my first workplace during a quiet ' Tuesday '  afternoon   (those who know, know) about seeing myself in the future . I wonder if the old man is still around? The past ten years have been filled with countless memories—a whirlwind of change. I got married, became a father to a daughter, survived Covid twice, and changed jobs multiple times. I relocated to Chennai, Delhi, and Bangalore, and finally returned to where it all began, Hyderabad. In an age dominated by vlogs and podcasts, I never thought I would find myself drawn back to writing blogs. Yet, there is something about writing that continues to entice me. In my upcoming blogs, I plan to share the...