tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-64650216016904117272024-03-05T18:23:19.302-05:00preetisinghIf you have no baggage, you have no stories! Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09900400986657531447noreply@blogger.comBlogger138125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6465021601690411727.post-36390123771090058252015-05-26T11:45:00.003-04:002015-05-26T11:45:55.661-04:00Do Not Chase Your Dreams@talkingcranes.com
http://www.talkingcranes.com/blog/do-not-chase-your-dreams
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09900400986657531447noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6465021601690411727.post-87502648163029497792015-05-26T11:45:00.000-04:002015-05-26T11:45:17.361-04:00Mills and Boon - romance and love@talkingcranes.com
http://www.talkingcranes.com/blog/mills-boon-romance-and-love
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09900400986657531447noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6465021601690411727.post-8184261321868368342015-05-26T11:44:00.000-04:002015-05-26T11:44:04.119-04:00Interview with Apurva Purohit
http://www.talkingcranes.com/blog/tc-enterprise-apurva-purohit-conversation-preeti-singh
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09900400986657531447noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6465021601690411727.post-56027724716105363342015-05-26T11:43:00.002-04:002015-05-26T11:43:09.948-04:00Banning Nanak Shah Fakir@talkingcranes.com
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09900400986657531447noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6465021601690411727.post-41749456540701885512015-05-26T11:41:00.002-04:002015-05-26T11:42:10.595-04:00Thirty Years on @talkingcranes.com
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09900400986657531447noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6465021601690411727.post-86883684611045425852015-05-26T11:38:00.002-04:002015-05-26T11:39:12.701-04:00An Interview With Mitra Kalita @talkingcranes.com
http://www.talkingcranes.com/blog/tc-enterprise-s-mitra-kalita-conversation-preeti-singh
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09900400986657531447noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6465021601690411727.post-24868337057278938632015-05-16T19:53:00.003-04:002015-05-26T11:37:38.606-04:00A Change is Coming @thetalkingcranes.com
A Change is Coming
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09900400986657531447noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6465021601690411727.post-80638036750979474062015-04-25T12:55:00.002-04:002015-04-25T12:55:56.093-04:00Spring Awakening : Published in The Scarsdale Inquirer April 24th, 2015
The last anyone had seen the TV remote was a weekend in early January when friends of ours came visiting, and their son was toying with it. I was pretty certain the child had not taken it with him; it would have been extremely embarrassing to ask his parents about the missing object! I hunted for the remote everywhere - under the couches, between bedsheets, in the kitchen shelves and the Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09900400986657531447noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6465021601690411727.post-80224872077065052452015-03-14T11:06:00.000-04:002015-03-14T11:06:10.854-04:00The Society of Unknown Friends; published in The Scarsdale Inquirer - Friday the 13th,2015
In
my decade long stay in Mumbai I was privileged to be part of many groups - I
had my college and MBA school buddies, work colleagues, school moms, gym
buddies and book club members. I led an active social life, and for the past
few years had not felt the need to actively seek new friends.
When
I moved to Scarsdale, I knew no one and did not know how to begin to make
friends. As a fresh offAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09900400986657531447noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6465021601690411727.post-84328485470968906352015-02-25T16:17:00.002-05:002015-02-25T16:17:28.139-05:00Peeling Off the 50 Shades of Grey
Last week at the gym, when I overheard a couple of women discussing Fifty Shades and calling it mommy porn, I decided it was time to re-engage with the series. Years ago, I could not get through the Fifty Shades of Grey book. Anastasia Steele’s neediness and masochism appalled me and Christian Grey was the devil incarnate! After groaning through the first hundred pages, I skipped toAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09900400986657531447noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6465021601690411727.post-62059126903269493562015-02-24T21:43:00.000-05:002015-02-24T21:43:50.384-05:00A Shifting Perspective; published in The Scarsdale Inquirer on 20th Feb2015
I
had my life all planned when we moved to Scarsdale from Mumbai, India last
year. I would settle my 16 and 14 year olds in their new schools, set up our
home and get a job in Manhattan. I had great references from my work place and
a work permit; in a DKNY business suit I would live the corporate MBA American
dream. I was 45, and excited to be in this land of opportunities.
In
the midstAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09900400986657531447noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6465021601690411727.post-60827341553563218482014-12-18T10:19:00.002-05:002014-12-18T10:19:10.337-05:00The NRI Aunty
Year end, and like many Indians abroad I can’t wait to get back to India to meet family and friends. I want to take small tokens for loved ones back home and as I began planning the gifts, I felt the beginnings of a terrible headache. This year, I am going to be the NRI aunty and from personal experience I know how brutal that scrutiny can be.
Back in the days when liberalization had Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09900400986657531447noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6465021601690411727.post-63886271708289372092014-11-20T00:24:00.000-05:002014-11-20T00:24:19.057-05:00Uber - Everyone's Private Driver..Or Detective?
As a consumer I like Uber. I can order a cab, get the estimated time of arrival, the name of the driver and the car number immediately. In addition, I can track the movement of the car on the map and it gives me cheap thrills. Uber is a boon when my children want to be picked up and I am far away; they don’t need money because my credit card gets charged. I don’t mind the surge pricing eitherAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09900400986657531447noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6465021601690411727.post-38559266214727164012014-09-28T19:01:00.001-04:002014-09-28T19:01:28.559-04:00Modi in the US
On my MBA group chat yesterday there was a lively discussion on Jayalalitha and her arrest, and Modi’s US visit. Then someone mentioned that Modi and Amma were dominating the news in India, so Preeti, how does it look in NYC?
I quickly looked at the WSJ that I subscribe to, and saw only a picture of an Indian tattooing an American. It was captioned ‘As New Leader Arrives in U.S., Indians Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09900400986657531447noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6465021601690411727.post-39276264346116366882014-09-20T18:11:00.000-04:002014-09-20T18:11:54.200-04:00My 15 seconds of fame
Three weeks before Unravel was to release, I got an email from one of the leading newspapers in UK. They had picked up the “Preeti Singh or Pat Smith” article on talkingcranes.com and wanted to interview me on it.
I was terribly delighted...this is one of the biggest, most respected newspapers in the UK. I never would have gained access to them so easily. I believe that when Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09900400986657531447noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6465021601690411727.post-75274989849585261642014-09-16T13:33:00.002-04:002014-09-16T13:33:46.267-04:00Come September
Schools began early September, and I was reminded of this time a year ago….
We moved into Scarsdale at the end of August2013. Beautiful neighborhood, charming houses. Nice.
What we missed in Scarsdale were people. Those big houses must have people in them I thought, and there must be children in those too! After all, Scarsdale is supposed to be one of the best school districts in NY. And Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09900400986657531447noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6465021601690411727.post-5164122224550803212014-09-13T11:32:00.000-04:002014-09-13T11:32:29.305-04:00Letting it Unravel
Unravel got launched this week...not with great pomp like a JK Rowling or Ravi Subramaniam book. But it was BIG for me. To see the result of something that had consumed my mind go live on Amazon and other sites was , to say the least, overwhelming.
When I held the first copy of Unravel in my hand, I was a bit stunned. I couldn’t believe I had written something that was over 200 Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09900400986657531447noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6465021601690411727.post-83824969563659358432014-07-31T18:25:00.002-04:002014-07-31T18:25:37.763-04:00Preeti Singh or Pat Smith
When I moved to the US from Mumbai last year, I spent the first few months working on Unravel, a novel of linked short stories based in Mumbai. In NY, my writing workshop pals recommended that I explore the US market for the book, instead of focusing only on the Indian market. I thought it was worth a try. I took sessions to write an impressive query letter to reach out to literary agents. Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09900400986657531447noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6465021601690411727.post-27838116950831741692014-07-22T12:35:00.002-04:002014-07-22T12:40:09.417-04:00What would you do?
The friday gone by, (18th July) , my 90 year old grandmother's health took a turn for the worse, and we were informed by the doctors that she would not last the weekend. My passport has been with BLS / Cox and Kings for the last three weeks for a simple booklet addition.On Friday, I called them - there was no one to take my call, and no one called back despite the innumerable Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09900400986657531447noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6465021601690411727.post-81654752980820886142014-07-21T11:22:00.000-04:002014-07-21T11:27:51.176-04:00My Rockstar
I never thought it was the last time I was seeing her. Had I known that, I would have gathered her frail, small body in a hug and breathed her in one last time. I would have held on to her - tight. I would have told her how much I loved her.
Instead, the last memory I have of my granny is her clutching on to the warm socks I had taken for her, as her chair was lifted to take her down Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09900400986657531447noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6465021601690411727.post-38433530619895669832014-07-17T00:55:00.002-04:002014-07-17T00:55:22.426-04:00Letting It Go
It was an absolutely strange feeling to wake up one morning and feel a vacuum. I felt light and at peace. It took me sometime to figure what was different that morning. I had finally let go. Let go of anger, hurt and bitterness that had been part of my life for some time. I am fundamentally an optimistic person, so these emotions were uncomfortably alien to me. I felt relieved Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09900400986657531447noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6465021601690411727.post-43736533780557161002014-06-29T00:50:00.000-04:002014-06-29T00:50:17.420-04:00Of Bonds and Belonging
This August , it will be an year since we moved to the US. The move happened so quick and the events went by at such an alarming pace, that I did not get time to breathe. Among other things, it was a time of farewell parties...and thoughtful gifts that my lovely friends gave me.
As I moved into my new home in Scarsdale this weekend, I re-discovered some of the gifts I had Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09900400986657531447noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6465021601690411727.post-55152454511751795802014-06-03T18:19:00.000-04:002014-06-03T18:19:00.771-04:00Forgetting Friends
Praneet found a CD full of pictures of my birthday in 2008. Most were horrendous pictures really- of a plumper me with a shorter haircut ( killer ones that no blackmailer should ever get his/her hands on) .As I flipped through the pictures I saw many faces - of friends, and not friends anymore. There were a handful of people who, six years hence, are not in my life . Some that I threw out of myAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09900400986657531447noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6465021601690411727.post-85287662720443052992014-04-16T18:26:00.000-04:002014-04-16T18:26:19.602-04:00An 'Alone ' Holiday
Praneet is a loving indulgent husband, but there are two things he is not happy gifting me - flowers and diamonds. So I negotiated that on my birthday he could gift me a holiday - all by myself- at a destination of my choice. Prague it was this year , with the added incentive of running the Prague Half Marathon with my friend stationed in the city.
The run was a Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09900400986657531447noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6465021601690411727.post-74921432074510817362014-04-01T19:35:00.000-04:002014-04-01T19:35:06.155-04:00When dirty politics came home….
What if Odisha was Delhi? What if it was not a far flung state that only sends 21 MPs to the Lok Sabha? Then, like Arvind Kejriwal and his AAP, PM Mohapatra and his OJM would also make headlines.
I don’t know PM Mohaptra all that well, though is daughter is my best friend. Is he corrupt? I can’t say that, but what I have seen of the family over decades makes me think he is not. His Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09900400986657531447noreply@blogger.com3