The Last Cookie

This post is about my best friend and my favourite place in the world, written by one of the most brilliant people I’ve ever met. It doesn’t get better than this! Thanks Disha!

comfortableawkwardness:

I dedicate this post to whose birthday happened to fall on this day- Neha Kulkarni. Neha is one of the people who make MICA what it is for me. She is probably the most understatedly awesome person I have ever met. I know the looks I’ll get when she reads this, but I know I’ll miss her like hell! I will avoid going on and on about her though (for fear of borrowing too much from that dreaded thing called the testimonial) but her birthday was definitely a good start to the end of our days at MICA.

But this post is also a dedication to the one MICA phenomenon that is associated with a lot of people (including Neha)- the walk. The MICA walk is many things. It is an indicator of relationships to be for, it is a gossip session in itself for others, it is a desperate, intermittent, and mostly unsuccessful attempt by some others to lose weight.

A very wise soul once said, that Facebook should have a relationship status exclusively for MICA called ‘is taking walks with’. The walk- a simple act of traversing the path from the cricket ground, past Chhota, around the football field, through the parking lot, all the way till Nescafe and back- has been the cause and location of many friendships that erupted in discreet corners of Palaash, Parijat and Silver Oak. It is also the cause of many a love that bloomed on campus (and sometimes met an early demise) and also of many, many discussions of everything under the sun. In the same breath, we talked about placement woes and whether they’ll make biryani in the mess tonight. It was where we fought over what-letter-of-the-alphabet school MICA is.

The walk in MICA, for whatever it means to all of us, will always be a special memory. We’ll remember those precise moments when we discovered each other and (for want of a better cliché), ourselves.

aminatou:

“Because many women, once released from marriage, seem to feel that it would take an act of madness to move back into a setup that involves not only housekeeping in all its manifold time-sucking beauty but also husband-keeping.”

ann, you are so right about this. we know this. DUH AFICIONADO MAGAZINE

Throughout my life people have said to me:
“What country are you from?”
“What kind of food do you eat?”
“Where were you born?”
“How long have you been in this country?”
“You were in the Army? Which one?”
“How have you come to speaking the language so well?”
“You must be a Buddhist.”
“You are tall for a Japanese.”
“My cousin is married to one.”
“I once knew a man from Japan. I wonder if you know him?”
“You must be from from Hawaii?”
“You’re Japanese? Are you going to Beijing for the Olympics?”
So these paintings are my answers.

— Roger Shimomura

Click through for a glimpse at his work

givemesomethingtoread:

All cultures make music, though no one knows why; it’s not obviously useful in the way cooking or language are. A number of musicians, including some notable composers, claim that music is a universal form of human communication which transcends barriers of culture and language. Now psychologists are putting this universality back on the agenda, and are investigating whether certain elements of music are hard-wired into the brain.

“Apps for Healthy Kids is for the fight against childhood obesity, of course, but the point is that kids are learning how to write apps to teach other kids how to be healthier.

Can your brand do that?

Not without meetings, experts, med regs, legal, etc., so the point is made:  can the modern pharma brand manager embrace the speed at which things happen and understand the importance of moving into digital as quickly as the marketplace is”

Source: Age of Acceleration, Apps for Kids