About me

I'm an avid reader who dreams of becoming a writer one day. I love meeting people and listening to them - for each person has a different story and varied experiences to share.  And I form personal opinions on whatever I read and hear - though not expressive of the same - for fear of being judged.  
I would love to travel all around the world to see places , know the people , learn their culture , taste their food and be a part of their daily life so that I could understand them.
For now , I'm an unemployed woman who's looking around for a job , some motivation and also for varied experiences that would one day be the base of the imaginary world I'm going to create..

Midnight's Child

My parents would've never thought I'd become a night person when they named me Nisha ( one of the meanings is night) - neither did I, until beginning my life in cities. I started out in Kochi , a relatively smaller city that doesn't have an active or visible night life. But then , I needed only a mobile phone to become a nocturnal person. Calls , text messages , games on the phone - all these not only made me stay awake at nights , but made me wonder how many people would be doing the same thing. And then came the hostel mates / roommates who work in the night shifts. Their routine was way too different from the rest of us and few were already beginning to face the problems that come with it - weight gain being the most visible of them.  My personal experience was no different.  Despite not working on a night shift for the last six months , I can still  not tune my inner biological clock to the external one.

Though I borrowed the title from one of my favorite books , I'm not really happy about this condition of mine.  Neither am I sure of how this is going to affect my health further - I'm already obese and have gastric problems , and can't sleep well - be it night or day. My only hope is that with the best efforts and determination , I'm going to get back the good old days when I was in tandem with the nature around me. Fingers crossed.