Musings on Auld Lang Syne: Being Brave

I’ve been meaning to write this post for a long time now, but sometimes only being pushed  down makes you go back to what you love to do. After what felt like an interminable week, I felt the need to write this post as soon as I got a moment to breathe (post a nap of course. Naps are true love). 

This isn’t something I share, mostly because it has literally nothing to do with anything, but my name, Simran, means ‘remembering God.’ My younger self found this almost hilarious, considering I stayed as far away from religion, rituals and praying as I could. As I grew older, however, I found myself turning to remembrance more and more. Not remembering God, precisely, but remembering good times, family, friends, old family histories and drawing strength and lessons from them. And more and more, I found that the qualities I valued most from these memories were bravery and gumption. And for a Ravenclaw/Slytherin, that’s a pretty big change of heart.

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The Internship Diaries, Part Two: Imposter Syndrome

I began my internship barely a week after graduating college. From the top of the undergraduate food chain to the bottom of the employee ladder was a sudden change to make, especially when I found that my first day began with the new full-time employees, most of them with work experience in big-name companies, others with shiny new MBAs. While the company did hire interns, I barely met any in my time there, and the ones I did meet were all in the middle of their MBAs too.

So of course, some thoughts crept in from time-to-time. Thoughts saying that I didn’t deserve to be there or that there was little I could add to this pool of clever, talented, experienced people. I knew it was ridiculous, but also these thoughts weren’t exactly new to me. Because I’d been thinking them my whole life.


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