Meander with Minni

I vividly remember that Friday. It was late evening, me at my thane flat, lazing up in larger than a room, but cozy couch. Yeah it’s my best corner of the house. I was still recovering from the umpteenth follow-up of my Canadian PR and the zilch movement on it. I had  started moving  the life-stage goal of work-earn-retire at Toronto , to burn-turn-learn here only at thane, and was finding solace by nit-picking on every silly thing, crib and make life miserable of the ever-so-happy guy, who shares the flat with me. Yeah, you can guess who it is.  And  lo  behold! He comes in with a quirky smile on his face and tells me “Be ready to pack the bag.” I couldn’t believe and I say, “ Yayyy , Finally Canada, here I come.” And he says, “Sorry to disappoint,  it’s not Canada, but a city called Stavanger in Norway.” And I go ballistic! I was like, “Did you say Norway, and did yo...

Hi-Hi! My name is Minni and as I write this post, I’m sitting in the quayside cafe with a cup of white mocha, looking at a cruise ship docking, seagulls flying around at a distance and a southerly breeze flowing. I am in the oil capital of Norway - Stavanger , a port city. A beautiful quaint, bright European town, with more of the old world charm and a bit of new age quirkiness. Meander with me, as I enter an all new arena, the world of words, the world of writing, writing my way, my inexperienced articulation of what I see, hear, smell, touch and feel. I have been thinking of putting my thoughts on paper, for a very long time, but that's another story, which I will share some other time. Since the time I landed here, the town started growing on me. I’ve been wanting to write, share my experiences. Nervous and jittery, as it can get, yet another day, yet another week passed by and soon realised I’m making zero progress and time is...