How Social Media Tells Our Life Story — Whether We Like It Or Not

Last weekend, I attended a wedding. A number of guests were people to whom I haven’t spoken in months or even years, for no reason other than the fact that our daily lives don’t intersect. As I anticipated the reunion, I imagined a Romy and Michele-style experience in which conversations would begin with, “What have you been up to since 2010?” And I was nervously excited about that. But these conversations took an unexpected path. I was greeted with opening lines like, “You were all over the place this week!” and “What was that dinner you made?” or “I love…

Is Online Communication Making Us More Rude Offline?

Riding home on the metro a few weeks ago, I was one of many San Franciscan sardines commuting after a long day at work. As was to be expected with the abrupt stop-and-gos of the train and the complete lack of personal space, my fellow passengers and I accepted that things were going to get physical. I held a pole for balance while my other arm held an open book in front of my chest. My goal was to take up as little of the horizontal plane as possible. A quarter of the way into…

When it comes to rejection, no word is as good as “No.”

When was the last time someone called you to invite you to an event? A dinner date, a birthday party, a trip? When was the last time you called someone on the phone and invited them to something? I can’t remember a time in recent history. My childhood was complete with telephone invitations — from asking my neighbor if he could come out to play or a friend if she could sleepover. I am most reminded of these phone calls in August. After thoughtfully creating a list of names and…

Phenomenal woman, that’s me. – Maya Angelou

Boy-cut Me When I was three, my grandpa visited from India to see my newborn brother. Sharing grandparental attention was new to me; I handled it better on some days than others. On one of the dark days, my grandpa took (only) me on a San Francisco adventure. From pier to chocolate to bridge, I was a content grandpa-hog. At my request, the tram was our selected mode of transportation (It had to be like Full House). When we entered, a woman on the tram looked at me and asked,…

“The strength of the team is each individual member. The strength of each member is the team.” ― Phil Jackson

Senior year of high school, I received the Scholar-Athlete award. This essentially signifies that I played a varsity sport while maintaining impressive grades. Considering the academic rigor and athletic weakness of my high school at the time, the second requirement was a far more legitimate accomplishment. Regardless, the award provided self-validation for the ways in which I spent my time (studying and practicing soccer). Walking up to the podium to receive my award, I was beaming.In addition to these end-of-season award ceremonies, my coach always selected a “Player of the…