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Life is a long, wondrous and continuous introduction to yourself.

The act of creation — it leads me to unknown places. Only to make me realize that all was known, always. And yet, I live every day with the hope that I’ll explore, create and grow into someone new. Because what’s life if not a long, wondrous and continuous introduction to yourself.

In this journey, music lives by my side. I find melody in my writing, and a lot of writing in my melodies. Sometimes, I hear songs in the bubbles of boiling tamarind water. Or in the stroke of red paint over the canvas. Or in the giggles of a child after a good joke. Tunes find their way even into my boredom, curiosity and the thoughts in between. And a rhythm taps into my sorrow, so it can take the leap to laughter.

Such is music. Such is life — yours and mine.

Hello!

Just A Wife

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w8eiydPTzJY&feature=related Come 2014 and I will be awarded the title of 'JAW, Just A wife' by the government of USA, the moment I enter the country. Well, what a new year gift! I have rehearsed living that life for the last 6 months and even though it's my personal failing in managing my time, it has been more than just crazy.

Add to that, I just happened to watch this video. I do not agree with the demands made here as a reaction to what you decide to put yourself through. Yes, we make that choice to be with our spouse and yes, we have to find a way out of the misery we may go through. However, what concerns me here is not being able to live with an identity of my own. Why does it matter that I have a card that says my name and not Mrs H1B? Why can't I have a bank account that is not a joint money-box? If I can drive, why do I have to go through so much of paper-work just because I am not authorized to work?

I am not as worried about my right-to-work as much as I'm worried about my right-to-be. I wouldn't want to be in a situation where my partner is in the hospital, unconscious and things just get worse because he can't authorize me to take care of him.

Hopefully I will find my way and it won't be that bad. But what if it is?

UncategorizedKavita2014, migration, paranoid, USA