C'est moi

In an attempt to chronicle all the little things that amuse me, teach me, and reinforce what I learn at MIT, I have started a new blog on Tumblr which in itself is an experiment to try another microblogging site. My first post is about my 6th Birch Box that is much like the Pet Rock - A blatant way for 2 HBS ladies to make money off of willing victims like myself to be pampered by fancy little samples of all things new and beautiful self paid for. http://ruthusreebashyam.tumblr.com/ Visit and be nice!

Senility begins and middle age ends when descendants outnumber friends. Too early for me to think about middle age and lesser friends but a series of events got me wondering if I was getting there earlier than I am supposed to. With my son away in desh, I was heavily dependent on technology to ensure I stayed in his hippocampus. As most trips to India, this one was heavily planned as well, and I was overtly excited about it but a sudden unfortunate incident brought me back to square one. The last year has been marked by constant changes that have tested me for flexibility of a trapeze artist considering my resistance to change is unpleasant(very mildly put) to me and others around me. The one thing I have admired in a very good friend but hated being put through was to be able to let go of a structure and not have a boundary. Ironically, its the one thing I have come out learning with all of these changes. My father-in-law that I barely got to spend time with passed away in a month