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Jelena Vuckovic

Compulsive writer, lives in Bombay.

My name is Jelena.

I grew up in Germany, Italy, Hungary and America.

A delight to my parents, I was born on October 7th as their second child because the first pancake always turns out whacky. I am 5’9” and a Libra, if you believe in that sort of thing (I don’t). I have long hair, am a ‘pear shape’ according to women’s magazines, and the prettiest girl in the world according to my mother (even though people tell me I was a very unfortunate looking baby). I suddenly developed freckles at the age of 20.

I speak English, German, Italian and Hungarian, all more or less to the same level, but unfortunately don’t speak a word of Hindi. Having no national identity never bothered me. My dad is Serbian, my mom Hungarian and my brother German, and that never bothered me either.

Some things I feel passionate about are coffee, singing in the shower, walking and Cary Grant.

I hate having favorites but have them anyway (green, gin martini, dogs, seafood pasta, summer).

My hobbies include writing, reading, making mix tapes, drawing, going to the movies and sleeping.

I am a feminist by default and think men are fantastic. I talk too much and have no musical talent whatsoever. I hate liquorice.

When I was six I tried running away from home but my plan didn’t pan out because I asked my mom to tie my shoes and she figured I was up to something.

I think the most important thing in life is to be nice to people.
Resolutions 2.0: Less Is

Resolutions 2.0: Less Is More

Make small changes for a lifetime, not momentous nonsense for a week. And reward yourself, please, urgently reward yourself.
07/01/2016 4:15 PM IST
Indiaries, Part Five: Colors, Lights And

Indiaries, Part Five: Colors, Lights And Rain

The rains aren't all bad, though - the first drops of rain are welcomed by screaming children and the first downpour celebrated by young and old taking to the puddles to dance. But this initial rush of joy is quickly washed away by the constant and thus soon unenjoyably large amount of water, the monotony of grey skies and oddly chilly humidity that at the same time somehow feels too warm.
14/08/2015 8:16 AM IST
Indiaries, Part Four: Of Chaos And

Indiaries, Part Four: Of Chaos And Quirks

India is an incredibly colourful place. And I'm not just talking about the tamarind that stains your hands, clothes, face, and everything around you - I'm talking about the contrast between its countless layers of people, animals, objects and all things beyond.
03/08/2015 8:27 AM IST
Indiaries, Part Three: The Spices Of Indian

Indiaries, Part Three: The Spices Of Indian Life

If I've learned one thing about India it's that you need to accept things. And by things I mean all of the things. Accepting things as they are opens up a world of wonders, a world so colourful, spiritual, and wildly different from what you are used to that you will wonder why you ever questioned anything in the first place.
24/07/2015 11:09 PM IST
Indiaries, Part Two: Absence Of Angst And Abundance Of

Indiaries, Part Two: Absence Of Angst And Abundance Of Anecdotes

It was one of those easy, balmy Indian nights when, watching the sun come up over the mess that is Bombay, my last drink of the night turning into the first one of the day, I noticed myself thinking that I didn't want to leave. India, to me, is a place to comfort the disturbed and disturb the comfortable. Which is why, almost two years later, I still only leave it when I absolutely have to.
19/07/2015 8:16 AM IST
Indiaries, Part One: On Fallen Heroes And Inevitable

Indiaries, Part One: On Fallen Heroes And Inevitable Changes

People, all of them western, often counter my amorous accounts of India with "escapism" - the concept of hiding from one's mundane daily life behind a wall of a fascinating but ultimately unsupportable lifestyle - like being in a punk band, or going to India, in my case. But this isn't one of those stories where you hole yourself up in an ashram to try and find something that isn't there or buy a one way ticket to Goa with the purpose of devoting yourself to the rave.
17/07/2015 8:20 AM IST