I’m 27, always up for trying new things, love pushing myself to the limits, and love most everyone!
I have good friends, a loving and generous husband, and the biggest appreciation for personal freedom. I am free, inside and out and I am thankful everyday for that fact. I currently work as a software engineer in the retail business sector as well as doing photography contracts in the metro Atlanta area. My dreams involve traveling worldwide, working in meaningful missions for others, staying young up here and having a good ol’ time doing it all.
Between my photography, I’ll be posting some personal things, some fun things, and some of my dabblings into art, design and travel. This is sort of a brain dump, a place where I can just post whatever! Oh and about the name of this blog. A few years ago my grandfather used the term to refer to me. He called me an unbroken horse which infuriated me at the time. Coming from a culture where I felt a woman’s accomplishments are to be reined in at education , marriage, and child-rearing, I kinda wanted to take a different route and well, it was met with some resistance. I used to have arguments with my grandfather about everything. He died in 2007 from complications due to cancer. The name he called me years ago stuck with me. He never called me that name without love in his voice. He wasn’t wrong. I just wanted who I was to be normal… but looking back I realize I am what he said and he knew this because he was my grandfather. In a way he had the authority to coin that name since his life itself was uncommon for his time. From the businesses he opened to the woman he fell in love with and pursued (unbelievably bold at that time), my grandfather was a man who came from the barefoot villages of India to become who he was, a god fearing, risk taking, mechanical engineer; a man with much more gumption than I could possibly hope to have. So now I look at the name as a sort of badge of honor. Something for me to live up to. Because of him, in two generations we’ve come from poverty to established upper class America. So, I’ve taken it upon myself to kinda continue the trend. To be brave, to be different. In that sense, I want to be just like my Grandfather. Lets just say I want to exercise a woman’s right to be educated, talented, and self-sufficient. Though don’t get me wrong. Big fan of hugs. :)