Indian American Love Child

Killing it in 2014!! I got the Neuro-ICU residency position!!!! I believe I start the last week in February, but I have to confirm all the details with HR. All I know is, my career is about to take flight this year! BSN + ICU experience = endless job opportunities. Needless to say, I am sure it is going to be a hell of a lot of work. I am going to start prepping as early as tomorrow. I have so much reading and reviewing to do- especially since these are the sickest patients at JFK!!!! But I know with God's good graces and hard work, I am going to succeed! I have also decided to start doing some other adult things...like condo shopping! I know I am ready to make this move. Two years ago I was so concerned with my proximity to NYC and how easy it would be for me to get in and out of the city...now I could care less. I know I will still go to the city, but probably not as much, and I am totally ok with that. The thought of future financial security is so much more...

I remember vividly an instance when my Grandma, normally a very calm and composed woman, became upset to the point of tears. We had just completed a food filled weekend with the entire family, and my aunts were throwing away large amounts of leftover food. The sight of us being so wasteful was just too much for my grandma.  I remember feeling so guilty that my grandma upset. In a way, I felt like we had disappointed her. She grew up having a great respect for everything that she had, and recognized that not everyone was afforded those luxuries. Food could be reinvented, and eaten again. Clothes could be passed down. Items could be mended instead of thrown away. And what the family did not want, there was surely a beggar that could make good use of it. My grandma raised her family to be resourceful! Something over the generations got lost in translation. Water, heat, electricity, clothes, food... I have been blessed to have never gone without the essentials. Never...

Recently, I have been thinking quite a bit about my social media presence. Apparently, I come off as some wild party girl to some people. Comments such as "Oh, Nandita will be out partying on her day off" or "Where are you going tonight, Nandita" have not been uncommon from coworkers and acquaintances. Though the comments are not coming from a place of malice, I find them to be annoying. My life is multi-faceted, and not confined to my Friday nights out on the town with the girls. Yes, there are numerous photos of me out and about, but that doesn't mean that's all I do. Nobody takes pictures of themselves writing papers, or reading nursing journals to stay current, or working long hours to make an independent life for themselves. Nobody takes pictures of themselves praying or spending hours just chilling with their sister and family.  I can make my cake and eat it too. But nobody sees that side of me.   How much of our social media presence defines us? ...

I have to blog about last night! I swear, yesterday, exemplifies why I love NYC so much. It was a rainy but mild Saturday. I wanted to see my girlfriends badly, but wasn't really in the mood to rage. We decided to watch the playoffs. We ventured into this large beer hall called Houston hall. Great space, totally every man's dream. I had a great time watching Mr. Brady on the big screen #sexy! Around 3rd quarter, we are all hungry, and so we went to local bar. The bar was something out of a western film, but I must admit, the food was delicious. Later, rose's friend from HS was in town, and so we meet up with him at a gay club! My first time at one, and it was fabulous! The music was a mashup of today's hits and 80's/90's throwbacks! It was everything I expected a gay club to be and more. Fog machines, fans, flashing lights, the whole sha-bang. We rocked out there for a little bit. Jazzy was dying to get her bhangra on, so then we headed to pranna. Lol ...

I am so disappointed in myself. Literally, two steps forward and four steps back. I have no idea what came over me last night. I was an emotional mess. I was crying, and then angry, crying, and then happy, and then sad. What the hell? I wish I knew how to make sense of it, but I am not sure there is any real sense to it. All i can do at this point is cut my losses, mend my bruised ego, and move on. I am praying for clarity, direction, and focus. I have decided to refrain from drinking for at least a month, probably not going to go out that much either- I just want life to slow down a bit. On a positive note, I passed my semester with two A's. Once again, proving that I am an excellent BS'er. And hopefully I hear back about the new position soon. I decided if I don't get it, I am going to look for jobs in Miami. Time for a change in scenery...

I can not believe 2013 is coming to an end. To be honest, it feels like a bit of a blur. Not only was it incredibly eventful, it was tumultuous. The good times were really damn good, and the bad times were pretty bad. The roller coaster of highs and lows were quite taxing, and for that reason, I am happy to see this year pass. Even though it wasn't my best year, it was a very important year. I have done so much growing, and self reflecting, and learning. I am emerging a different person... new and improved! The following are my year's highlights- good and bad: The most fun parts of my year were all my travels:  1. Philly: the RU crew paints the town. booty bumping to classics, an amazing brunch at cuba libra, and sightseeing while dying of a cold -all added up to a great trip 2.Charlotte: checking out the "dirty south" with my brothers. First time shooting a gun and going to a rodeo! Good times grubbing, bonding, and chilling. 3.London & Paris: sightsee...

I feel amazing. The Nandita I used to be is peaking through again, but this time, she is better than ever. I find myself spontaneously laughing and smiling again. There is a pep in my step, and a hope in my heart. Maybe its because I don't have the stress of school looming on my head anymore, or the fact that I just resigned from the clinic (woot woot)? I don't know what the reason, but I am loving this feeling. I feel so loved, and so blessed. My parents, sister, extended family, friends, coworkers...I am showered with support and love from all of them. Everyone has been so supportive and encouraging of my dreams and aspirations. Applying to the new position, school, dating, honestly in every aspect of my life. My mom even told me yesterday, that she is not worried about me getting married anymore...that love will find me when I am ready. On that note, i got off shaadi.com. Good lord, I am far too fabulous for that site! Real talk: Life is excellent. I am excited for the new y...