What do you think of when I say the word 3D?
Your favourite Hollywood franchise film?
An illusion created by some technology that is 3 dimensional?
What do you think of when you read 3D print?
A 2 dimensional image that looks different from a different viewing angle?
What comes to your mind when I say fashion?
You think of clothes?
Your favourite high street brand?
Okay, okay, I know I’m asking too many questions and not giving you answers.
I’ve recently been acquainted with 3D printing. Now, I’ve known about this technology for some time because I’m a fashionable tech geek. But I’ve only been able to see it, experience it and feel it about 2 months ago. And I’m amazed every single time, including now.
Thanks to my long-standing love affair with fashion (watching old seasons of Project Runway included), my inherent interest in technology (I have my dad to thank) and this blog, I was invited to 3Dwalla‘s workshop in Lower Parel, Mumbai.
3Dwalla is a relatively young company that provides its customers with prints beyond paper. They can take your idea from imagination to reality or give 3D life to a design you have. So, when fashion design student Devanshi Shah approached Monik Shah of 3Dwalla with an idea for an innovative final year project, they collaborated to produce something special.
I was acquainted with Natania‘s music (Box You Up) before I was acquainted with the lovely girl she is. Her first association with me was that of Mindy Kaling.
Our paths crossed in Los Angeles. And she was kind enough to let me live in her LA home for close to 2 weeks. Of free will, I slept on her couch. And it was more freeing than being imprisoned on a hotel bed.
Natania is one of the strongest, determined, soulful girls I know. She has overcome hardships so beautifully that one forgets she might be affected. Living with her taught me that age is never a bar to chase your dreams. That a free spirit always lends a home to lost souls.
I’ve always obsessed over her music when she has sent me tracks I’ve requested. Her music is so special, everyone deserves to be touched by it.
In a world where music is becoming a sick language, Natania’s melodies are healing me and helping me find my true self.
It’s no surprise then that her latest single, Prisoner has me grooving. It has helped me rid myself of my own trappings.
On Monday night, I finally broke the silence and wrote a blog highlighting instances that led to me to take a very strong decision in 2017. I realise that my refusal to be an employee on payroll 2017 onwards is a personal decision that I have arrived at after taking into consideration several factors. I also have immense faith in myself as far as talent and skill is considered. But it takes a fair amount of courage, hope and honesty to put it out there.
The most prized validation I’ve wanted to achieve for my writing is to make an impact. I poured my heart out minus the emotion and let the blog take its own course. When I woke in the morning, there was a slow trickle of messages, Facebook likes and so on. Before I knew it, friends were tagging their friends in the comments of the Facebook post, people I had known probably a decade or more ago and not spoken with since were sending me private messages on Facebook.
The message was common. It was an honest, relatable piece that had given them the courage to agree with me and be glad I had spoken up. Across roles, positions and even industries, the employment situation is heavily imbalanced and rather unfair. Someone, even if it is me, had to call this out and set the ball rolling.
I’m not sure about or predicting anything else. But as of now, I’m leaving you with the voices that emerged. If you have something to say too, leave a comment or message me privately on any social media platform. I hear you!
2008. In the month of September, I landed my first job.
Let me point out right now that this is not a rant. It’s going to be a lot of words. And all of them have meaning and are carefully chosen. If you are going to be judgemental, feel free to leave or stay and assume or deduce what you may, but I’m not trying to reach out to you for sympathy. If you are receptive and open to know what I have to say, thank you. You’ll probably take away more from this post. And lastly, I’m not angry. Neither am I victimizing or feeling sorry for myself. I am, in fact, in a position where I’m detached from the situation and making observations and recounting instances.
I’m a self-confessed spa enthusiast. I have gone for a massage even on a holiday in Goa. Make that every holiday. I remember the time I initiated myself to body massages. It was a building dedicated to massage therapies, in Pattaya. There has been no looking back since. Every vacation I go on, I will try the authentic massage that spa has to offer.
Considering the information I just gave you, you won’t be surprised when I tell you I enthusiastically took up the opportunity to try a therapy/treatment at the NuAyurvedaClinic in Mumbai.
I went in for what is called the Abhyanga Ayurvedic massage. I was as fascinated as you presumably are and had read up on the site what it would be like.