After sending out a newsletter every Saturday at 10 am for 73 weeks straight, one thing led to another and I missed it for a month, straight.
Where was I for 4 weeks?
Honestly, there’s a lot happening these days. I am in multiple processes and the things are heating up. I’ll start sharing more as I am now back to writing this regularly.
What brought me back?
City of Delhi. Someone I met this week described it as a toxic relationship that I have with Delhi. A city that I love to hate and hate to love.
What do I mean?
I am meeting an exorbitantly high number of people these days. It’s ridiculous to a point where someone like who relied on memory (and did not meet people at all for 3 years) is now maintaining an excel sheet to record what conversation am I having with whom, on which date and where.
It’s like visiting entire Delhi, its nooks and corners again (just like in college) except this time it is not in name of just exploring but real games.
Frankly, for the last 4 weeks, I just did not feel like writing but somehow, a mixed feeling of being in GK M block on evening of June 23 was Eureka moment of time for me. I decided I’d go back home and will ensure a 10am email for tomorrow.
What was the factor behind this Eureka moment?
Ah, nothing fancy. Just a reminder of how writing makes me feel alive. And how I have not felt alive like that in non-commercial essence in a long long time.
I can promise this is return of A-MAD in its old glory. A-MAD 2.0. I will be writing every Saturday 10am mailer AT LEAST for another 73 weeks.
Here’s me, living in love with this toxic city idk if I can call mine
I am glad