Ms.Chutzpah Is Growing

So, this little space here –> Ms.Chutzpah has gotten more eyes on it that I’d imagined! It’s less than 6 months old and the traffic’s plenty and wide, and references for showcasing empowering women are coming in nicely.

After 24 hours of deep thought just on this alone, (which is a challenge considering my ADD mind among other things!) I had to come up with a viable approach to allow the site to grow. Coz it wants to and it is the right thing to do.

So, is there someone out there who wants to write about wonderful women they know. They will get to interview, talk and grow with the woman they find inspiring, write up, edit and then publish their piece. Obviously, you are only paid for your time and effort by happiness and a growing sense of inspiration and accomplishment. :-)

If you are one of those writers/bloggers who value their work and look for intangible benefits, then you know this is a great offer. Tangible benefits is your own growth and exposure to a large set of audience (it’s pretty darn wide) and that you own and take pride in your work.

Since the site focuses on women in the USA, It would naturally follow that you live here in EST through PST time zones.

Email me – rads.kowthas AT gmail.com with links to your work/blog :)

Thanks!

Post About Nothing

I have nothing to say.

Ive sat and stared at the screen for a good 45 minutes trying to drum up of something substantial, incredible, funny or reflective for me to write on. Of course various thoughts came in, but none deemed worthy for a whole post in itself. I thought I’d do a potpourri, but my mind is a tangled mess of thoughts. Not unlike the wires that form a slithering snake pit behind the TV and the music system.

So yes, I have nothing.

But you know, nothing is a great place to be.

I wish my mind had nothing in it.

No, like not asking to be empty, but asking it to be filled with nothing. There *is* a difference.

Or maybe there isn’t. Am as confused as you are getting reading this :)

So, remember how the world came about from nothing? Like the sound OM, and there was vaccum and there was nothing, and bam! God rubbed his hands in glee and decided to create us. Yeah.

What?

Oh ok, fine! The Big bang Theory happened and then there was something out of nothing!

Happy?

so, either way, you see how Something gets created out of Nothing?

Pretty cool eh, when you think about it?

That’s what creation is. Creativity is really about creating something from nothing. Nothing but a spark. A spark of thought, a sound, a flash or BOOM, something happens and there is life. All that requires is a small ignition. A thought that can string a whole bunch of words, and they make sense, all of it. You just have to squint your eyes, tilt your head or take a step back and look at what just happened and it would all make sense.

In the large big picture I mean.

Like this post.

I just wrote 300 odd words on nothing.

That’s what writing is all about. That you make that effort and start hammering words out. Don’t wonder dont plot don’t project, just do. Works the same with most others. If it worked for the woodpecker and for the otter and for the ants and the relentless Einstein (who incidentally finally cracked that damn light bulb only after 200 some tries, or maybe it was 2000, who’s counting?) it would work for you and me and well, it worked for Seinfeld! ..and didnt he run it for 9 years and to eternity considering the reruns will never ever stop! 5a576ea877d95553e73de8075ba0367e661a65384b3d1fc3a4c8af5f952bd436

So yeah, a lot of good comes out of nothing.

Just wait for that spark though. The spark is what makes the difference.

Fables: Lost and Found

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I used to write fables. Not the Aesop kind, not at all. He has probably turned a few thousand times in his grave every time Ive referred to one of my flights of fancies in the creative, and occasionally dark moods that brought forth some intense feelings to this blog.

They were funny, sad, reminiscing, pensive, daring and full of chutzpah. I even had a separate space called Cesmots.com – meaning: These words. It was a beautiful home, full of pride and class. I took so much pride in it and the few readers who flocked, they did with loyalty. Each resonated with a different bunch, and it was a joy to see the connection.

Then life happened, and I had to shut it down, coz I wasn’t writing much and the site cost money.

I have most saved I think. One day they will find their way out and outside of this ether, and perhaps they will dance in black and white. Maybe they won’t. One can dream and work hard towards a goal, and all we can be sure is the sweat and the tears and the little victories, but the final goal is always intangible. Yes, of course there is faith, if not the way is painful and ridden with potholes. ..and despite the fact that most of us have varying degrees of masochism in us, most well meant paths are pleasant on hindsight.

Hindsight is 20/20 and every time we decide to quit or reach a dead end, all we have to do is look back and then on turning around, the way is cleared, just a bit more and so we skip on.

That said, despite being a busy day, I dug up the archives and remembered one particular one I had written way back in 2008.

A Suitable Moment. 

Any old timers around, who recognize this one? Most who commented on that piece are still around, in their personal orbs :)

Life suddenly feels like a fable.

It feels like fables must come back. They were a crutch back then, and maybe now, they would prop me up. The familiarity of one’s words and the comfort they offer.

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One of the hardest things in life is to let go of what we thought was real.

All things heart of course, but in the head and in tangibles too.

It feels like homecoming though. I was meant to write those again. I can already feel my fingers itch with excitement. Joy.

5 black dreams {WhatTheBlack}

..and I just got the tweet/news that I won. Yay.  (added on November 04 2014)

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I love black. I think most women like black, it’s a phenomenon. I havent met a single girl out there who does not approve of black. In clothing especially. Black is the great leveler, the ultimate weapon to not highlight what we dont want to highlight and has the power to make the rest of us stand out.

Yeah?

Think of the LBD. It is ranked as one of the most popular outfits almost all women want to own.

Not the LBD generation, then it must be the black sari. In all possible materials and designs and styles. The Kanjivaram, Mysore silk, Bengal cotton and the one with pearl work, and the sequins and the ribbon work and then the suits and so on.

You think black’s just for clothing? Nope, we love black in the kitchen, in the appliances, the couch and the cushions, the carpets, even the gorgeous black centers of black eyed susans! We love the glistening black idols in the south Indian temples, the rough hues of the ancient chiseled statues around the temples, the thick mane humans and horses and gorgeous labradors  and border collies sport, the kohl that lines women’s eyes to convey the myriad emotions and we love the black backdrops in photo sessions that make the subject pop! The night sky to my beautiful dog Zephie, to the black felt marker I use to the black light filtering curtains in the sunroom, black runs my life, subtly, and in the shadows.

Black, as much as a negative connotation it may carry in some cultures, has its stand, firm and dignified, come what may attitude.

Black is my favorite color and I can never tire of not incorporating it in my wardrobe at every chance I get. So with  closet predominantly full of black, what ELSE would I like to own that is black you ask? Here you go!

1. Black Tesla. 

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Look at that thing and tell me you aren’t drooling to sit on it, in it and just TOUCH it? Sigh.

Well, it’s Tesla. It’s black. It is amazing!

When you dream, you just as well dream big right? Go big or go home! Yes, one day. I will own or lease or rent or whatever, I will drive this beauty around!

2. Black Pearl 

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It’s the Tahitian pearl. Not entirely black, but rare and so expensive and is only found or made in the Tahitian waters. I am not entirely sure if I will finally buy it even if I can afford it, but it’s something Ive thought of when I heard of it and would like to own it maybe..

3. Black Kanjeevaram sari 

I already own a Gadwal silk, A bengal cotton, Bengal cotton/.silk, an Oriya silk, a Mysore silk, a Lucknowi cotton sari, and a few other random material ones – all fabulous and gorgeous on their own, BUT I must own a Kanjivaram black silk ONE Day. I will, too. Just need to go get a job first.

4. Black granite countertops 

We bought a house that has become a home over the past 15 years. It is our first home and well, first homes are usually more emotional than practical and most definitely more budget conscious. So, I scrimped on a few things and sacrificed a few others as we were just beginning to settle down and budget and the monthly mortgage was a priority.

Over teh years Ive loved how the granite looks and it has been one of the bigger upgrades that I want to get done. It’s expensive too, so I am waiting for an opportune moment to get it done and it’s the only upgrade/renovation I want for the home.

5. Black Golden Retriever 

I have Zephie. She’s the most obedient, sweetest low-maintenance pup ever. Her dad’s a Norwegian Elkhound and her mom is a Border Collie. She is a gorgeous mix of both breeds and as luck would have it (for us) she got the best of both genes, in looks, behavior and temperament.

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BUT, since a couple of months, I’ve been feeling like we could use one more little pup in the house. As a playmate for Zephie and even munchkin. We have a few Golden Retrievers around and I love them! Labs are adorable too, but somehow Goldens seem more put together, and I cant take way playful pups seeking attention 24/7 – that’s huge maintenance and we are spoilt with Zephie now. I am not sure if I will go ahead and adopt one more, what with the way things are, but it’s on the radar alright and am already excited!

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So! This has been fun writing and listing all things black and beautiful! ..and I have to thank Alchemist Poonam for nudging me on. Thanks girl!

This post is a part of #WhatTheBlack activity at BlogAdda.com