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2019: Two Hundred and Seventy Five

Today I submitted my first dissertation. The first of two. This is also the first time I’ve written between 7500 and 10000 words, a proper, full-length paper. It’s something I’m immensely proud of, largely also because of the fact that I wrote most of it on a time-crunch.

I should’ve started earlier. But that’s always something you can say in hindsight.

Onto the next submission!

2019: Two Hundred and Seventy Four

Today is Gandhi Jayanthi.

Most people are pretty easy to figure out: they seem to side with Gandhi’s ideals, or firmly reject several of his views. As people seem to find out more about him, they start to become uneasy. Not sure how to reconcile the kind of values he publicly stood for and some of the behaviour he knowingly participated in in private. It’s confusing. I get it.

I feel that way at the moment – there’s some stuff I didn’t really expect from myself that has happened, and now I’m figuring out that reconciliation for myself. The more I think about public figures like Gandhi through this process, the more I figure out how human we all are. It’s also something I picked up while watching the three-part mini-series on Bill Gates. And while rewatching episodes of this trashy drama show called One Tree Hill I used to watch for the basketball. The human aspect to all this is just the fact that we’re not all yin, or all yang, or all good, or all bad. We’re all people. We’re all on a path to progress. And that’s all I’ve been doing, and that’s all I’ll continue to do.

Jameela Jamil reminded me about that on twitter.

So as is with Gandhi. Celebrate his positive contributions, recognize his faults. The one positive thing I identify most with is truth.

Courage to truth. Truth to courage.

In good and in bad.

2019: Two Hundred and Seventy Three

Back in Gandhinagar. It’s October: which means it’s time to go home. Not literally today, but it’s close enough to start a countdown clock.

I really wanted to do inktober again this year, but given the kind of things I have to finish up this month – specifically just the number of submissions I have, I don’t think I’ll be able to. Your loss, internet.

I’m looking forward to these last 25 days. The semester break means I’m going to have two months with my parents. That’s going to be the longest my parents and I have stayed together since I was in Grade Six. Given the kind of things I’m dealing with right now – I know that’ll be good for me, and for us. Plus, they’ll be around when I click “Submit” on my college applications. They were around for the last set, which turned out pretty okay – even though I was a wreck when I did them, and a wreck when I waited for results, and waited on my decision-making. That’ll be nice.