but same old me!?!
Ermm.. I am a woman of few words…
I have a verbal diarrhea only when I am writing or I am with close friends. So, brace yourselves!
2019 has been one of a kind. I run a small content boutique, creating brand stories by the day and reading books by the night (and sometimes trying to write). We expanded our offices, from Mumbai to Liverpool & come 2020- Toronto; our team size grew to double digits. Managing team came as a full-time job but we learned the ropes, trying to instill a sense of freedom, trust and responsibility.
Work from home (WFH) was an option that anyone could take & I don’t remember getting sleepless nights worrying much over the deliverable. Today, as I sit in a different continent, I am still at ease.
When we were leaving for Toronto, my mom was perplexed. “Why can’t you comfortably be at a place?” The emotional roller-coaster that she was on, did not help her get the most fitting words. I understand as I carry the same DNA.
Some days, when I am out hunting for an office place, I stand in the wind chill with numb nose and watery eyes and wonder, “Why am I doing this at -10 ‘C?” And then that voice from within comes.
Because BELIEF. On yourself.
So, here’s to stirring changes in every positive way possible. To a 20/20 vision, to 2020!
P.S. And yes, it is not a woman’s duty in my organization to cut cakes for the whole team to eat. Enough with the gender-based stereotypical roles.