WOW , I can’t remember the last time I have posted something on my blog. All I know is that it’s been a really really long time I lost touch with this blogging routine. First, I must tell you I had such a busy year doing my last MA ever ever and the last few months were horrible as I was writing a paper and I only had little time to do it propoerly. But fortunately fate was on my side and I managed to get my MA and I am very pleased to tell you dear bloggers I am nor longer a student. It’s OVER OVER I am now on the job market. Such fun but it’s a rocky path. Waiting everyday for something to happen in your inbox. I had some interviews but it didn’t so far to anything much and I had a few refusals so it’s disappointing but in a way I tell myself something bigger is waiting for me. Oh well it’s only been officially a month since I’ve been looking for a teaching job so it’s not the end of the world. Better days are yet to come. But in the meantime, I’m back with some photos. Yes !!I would like to share some photos I had taken in Dublin but I had not uploaded them on my blog so here there are.
It’s 4:32 am and I’m officially 30. Actually still 2 or 3 hours to go. I always get mixed up with the times. I actually woke up and thought this post would be a good way to enter this new phase of my life. The truth is, I’m scared. It’s alright when you turn 20 and you have these precious 10 years where you actually start having really fun, enjoying life as it comes, going through one experience and then another. It’s usually the years of your student life, working long hours in the library until some security guard throws you out, or for the wildest, long nights out with your friends, getting sloshed on beer and wine and then pewking outside the pub ( I have never done that. I have been a good girl) .
What I mean, is that when you are in those precious twenties, you can live life more fully. But approaching 30, things gradually change. People have expectations. It seems like if you are still a student like me,unmarried, no children, living with your parents, with a 25 000 euros loan in the bank , with no stable job yet, it seems like let’s say it frankly you have failed your life.You’ll start hearing more and more about these “succesful people” who do it better and worse of all these people are part of your family. And unfortuantely when you are half Indian like me, you’ll get to hear even more about them
“He’s already a doctor whoa and he’s just published a book. how clever nah?”
“Nice couple. He just got promoted”.
“Whoa, did you see their new house. they bought in cash. How clever”. And so on
on and on and on on. OK OK.
So then they turn to you, as if they are saying And…..what can you say about yourself ?
WELL, let me reflect on my life : so far a past life in 5 countries , being a passioante teacher, got the internship I wanted at my uni, in a few months 2 MAs, various current projects online, the prospective of creating a language centre, a prospective job for September ( can’t say anything but crossing fingers) , a lovley boyfriend in TZ, and lots of friends …
WEll it’s not that bad …
SO HAPPY BITHDAY TO ME!!!!!!!!!!
It’s Sunday and we are already thinking of what we need to do for the coming week. But before going back to the hustle and bustle of life, let’s take a break. Sit down with a cup of te…
It’s Sunday and we are already thinking of what we need to do for the coming week. But before going back to the hustle and bustle of life, let’s take a break. Sit down with a cup of tea or coffee and listen to the soothing tune of Dave Brubeck’s tune Take Five. That’s what I’m doing right now.
I’ve been thinking of starting a little feature of my favourite places for books that you should defintely visit in my town. Since I got a bit of time today, here’s the first :
You have probably already seen the black and white photo on my blog when I posted snaps of Lyon. This is actually the entrance to “Bal des Ardents” which is located in a small sided street while walking up towards the Opera of Lyon. I have just read that “Le Bal des Ardents” refers to an event that occured during the reign of King Charles VI in 1393 . A fire started during an evening of entertainment for the King, in which some people died including the King’s brother. Following this event, the King descended into folly.
I love this library because it’s an independant libray . It’s not part of a chain. It doesn’t have a coffee place nor does it sell any gadgets or stationnery. It’s just about books.The people who work there ( I don’t like calling them book sellers) are very helpful and are genuine book lovers. The entrance talks for itself. Here you’ll find books for every taste ranging from philosophy, sociology, photogarphy, art, comic books, religion, fiction and non fiction, journalism… My favourite section is at the far end of the bookshop when you enter. There I spend hours looking at the latest detective/thrillers. I have long given up on American authors like Harlan Corben because I feel all his books have been written in haste and are too commercial. My favourites now are from Icelandic author Arnaldur Indridason, Norwegian author Jo Nesbo, Swedish Hening Mankell, Mons Kallentoft. They keep me busy on my sleepless nights, rainy days….
Please visit if you come to Lyon 🙂
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