I spent a crazy five months jumping back into (and subsequently falling off) the ratrace. But it wasn’t without its moments. And people.
Dispha is one of those delightful ones that people never tell you about when they’re scaring you about the perils of working life – a colleague who can become a friend too. Her crazy baby shrug/smile (see first panel in the collage below) alternated with good commonsense made the worst of my days bearable.
Here she is in an outfit that I think perfectly personifies her – feminine but quirky, mad and yet smart. It was one of those days when we didn’t know whether it would be Pune-cold or mad dog Mumbai hot. Dishpa floated into office in a dress that might have looked like a nightie on someone else but didn’t on her. And a crazy, lacy bolero shrug over it. We took a little stroll after lunch and I caught some Dishpa moments:
Here’s what Dishpa wears:
*Cross-posted to The Idea-smithy.