I dont know if its the passing(rather flying) time or the idle mind or the cold weather ..... watever the excuse, I have once again been faced with the most recurring question ...
wat am I to do next in life???
I do have short term objectives...atleast 2 more semesters to go before i'm out of masters ... but i still cant figure out wat i want to do after tat ...
i had almost vowed that i wud never get bak to working in the software field, but luks like tat is the obvious path i have to tread given my lack of aspirations or unclarity on my goals ... i sympathise with myself for tat and i also hate doing that :(((
lucky are those who have intersting hobbies like dancing, singing, painting and so many more things ..... i have seen people shift paradigms completely and pursue their hobbies at professional level ....and to be honest i am so envious of them ... For one, they know what is it that they want to do and they also have the guts to give up the cozy(but boring) existence and risk doing something different. Theres nothing next to enjoying your work. Being passionate adds so much of meaning to life (sigh). I wish I could do the shifting fields someday... but again .... if only i knew what i wanted to do ....
I dont aim to be famous, rich, recognised or blah blah ..... the tags are not attractive..... its just about being happy and satisfied with what I'm doing!!! I want to wake up everyday with an urge to rush to work and not feeilng compelled to do it as a matter of duty.
Well, dont know what life has in store for me. The mystery element will always remain ... but can only hope that someday I am doin what I want ... or atleast hope that I get to enjoy what I'm given to do!!!
Thursday, September 21, 2006
Friday, July 14, 2006
Travails of buying a phone
Graham Bells invention of the Electrical speech machine enhanced communication among people across boundaries, and the latest variation of mobile phones has changed the meaning of "being in touch" with people crooning into the sleek hand-pieces almost 24*7. However, there are some unfortunate "paapi" ppl in this world(pointing fingers at myself) for who its impossible to be an owner of one such communication marvel.
When I landed here, I felt it was unnecessary to buy a mobile since the house I stayed in already provided a landline ... and morevoer I was paying extra monie for the rent, so it was a gud idea(or i thought so) to postpone buying of phone to the next semester. And there begins my never-ending saga of my unsuccessful attempts at getting hold of one :(
Attempt 1:
At the mall -
Alok, lil, GG and myself walk into the mobile stall .... the guys are more interested in the blondes attending to us at the counter than the original purpose we were there for . One blonde especially impressed with Aloks name heaps praises and looks and then hands out a form to be filled. While Alok and I filled them out, (the former much slowly cause he couldnt decide on whether he should look at the paper or the gal for longer), the other 2 had all the time to enlighten the damsels about the pronounciations of our names. Well, bak to the forms...... the mobile company was not as sweet and approachable as the girls there and hence decided we were not eligible to be given the plan we had opted for...the damn credit history, which meant we had to shell out extra monie for one. And me being the poor one tat i am decided against it :( so tat was the end of attempt 1.
Attempt 2:
Browsing through all websites looking for free handsets ..... but alas all required a driving license to be filled out on the e-forms. It still hasnt made sense to me as to why only people with a driving license are allowed to buy a mobile. Does it mean people who cant turn the steering wheel cant talk on the phone??? ... how bizzare can this logic get ...... how i wish to get back to my land where there are more pragmatic thinkers!!! In short it was end of another futile attempt ... attempt 2 to be precise.
Attempt 3:
Lil with his network of friends digged out a website which did not require a driving license to be given...... sounded like gud news to me. I would at last possess the mobile no matter how ugly or basic it was .... yuppie ..... HOWEVER, as luck would have it, my application got rejected due to bad credit history.....the same silly reason again....and there ended attempt 3.
Attempt 4:
I had almost given up hopes of getting a phone.... and ... on one fine day.... vini tells me bout another colleague of hers who had a cool phone to give away to someone if required...... and me was the only one left without one in this place .... so i had to be the rigthful owner of that one ....
all seemed to be goin fine and i almost had the phone couple of days bak . I was supposed to meet the dealer at home when he would hand over the phone to me and thus ending the long saga of my fight with fate. But who was I fooling here...... the colleague came home sans dealer only to tell me tat they had run out of stock and I had to wait for another few days for one :(((((
End of attempt 4!!!
I guess after a few more days I could write a continuation blog ..... with more futile attempts ... sigh :(
When I landed here, I felt it was unnecessary to buy a mobile since the house I stayed in already provided a landline ... and morevoer I was paying extra monie for the rent, so it was a gud idea(or i thought so) to postpone buying of phone to the next semester. And there begins my never-ending saga of my unsuccessful attempts at getting hold of one :(
Attempt 1:
At the mall -
Alok, lil, GG and myself walk into the mobile stall .... the guys are more interested in the blondes attending to us at the counter than the original purpose we were there for . One blonde especially impressed with Aloks name heaps praises and looks and then hands out a form to be filled. While Alok and I filled them out, (the former much slowly cause he couldnt decide on whether he should look at the paper or the gal for longer), the other 2 had all the time to enlighten the damsels about the pronounciations of our names. Well, bak to the forms...... the mobile company was not as sweet and approachable as the girls there and hence decided we were not eligible to be given the plan we had opted for...the damn credit history, which meant we had to shell out extra monie for one. And me being the poor one tat i am decided against it :( so tat was the end of attempt 1.
Attempt 2:
Browsing through all websites looking for free handsets ..... but alas all required a driving license to be filled out on the e-forms. It still hasnt made sense to me as to why only people with a driving license are allowed to buy a mobile. Does it mean people who cant turn the steering wheel cant talk on the phone??? ... how bizzare can this logic get ...... how i wish to get back to my land where there are more pragmatic thinkers!!! In short it was end of another futile attempt ... attempt 2 to be precise.
Attempt 3:
Lil with his network of friends digged out a website which did not require a driving license to be given...... sounded like gud news to me. I would at last possess the mobile no matter how ugly or basic it was .... yuppie ..... HOWEVER, as luck would have it, my application got rejected due to bad credit history.....the same silly reason again....and there ended attempt 3.
Attempt 4:
I had almost given up hopes of getting a phone.... and ... on one fine day.... vini tells me bout another colleague of hers who had a cool phone to give away to someone if required...... and me was the only one left without one in this place .... so i had to be the rigthful owner of that one ....
all seemed to be goin fine and i almost had the phone couple of days bak . I was supposed to meet the dealer at home when he would hand over the phone to me and thus ending the long saga of my fight with fate. But who was I fooling here...... the colleague came home sans dealer only to tell me tat they had run out of stock and I had to wait for another few days for one :(((((
End of attempt 4!!!
I guess after a few more days I could write a continuation blog ..... with more futile attempts ... sigh :(
Wednesday, July 12, 2006
Happy Singleton
some of the unanswered questions in life:
---- how did people manage to survive without cell phones and laptops in the stone age???
---- why did newton not eat the apple wen it fell on his head, but instead got into the realm of gravity ??? (this question was raked by my coz bro Viksi wen he was sick of solving physics problems with the g constant)
---- why is it such a issue to be 25 and still single!!!
guess blogging on the first two topics would not be tat intersting .... so on to the third one ..... "single but not ready to mingle" ... (phrase - courtesy: Soms)
It was not a long while ago, when a couple of friends gathered in Coffee Day ....... all of us singles ...
after the usual rounds of gossips and bitching .... we moved on to the topic of why we were still un-paired??? If XYZ cud find a boyfriend, then y not us!!! .. wat is it tat takes to change the "S" status????
There could be several issues behind that we reasoned. Maybe we are just too smart that the guys are intimidated.. the male ego u see . It could also be that there is no soul who is gud enuf to catch our attention to convince us that there cud be a match. Or we are destined to bow to parental pressure some day and get hooked to some lalloo tat parents get so easily impressed with.
but wat the heck!!! werent we having gr8 fun this way ...
Coming to think of it, we dont hav to feel guilty flirting with > 1 guy .... nobody to answer to thr ... and we could laze around at home over the weekends without having to meet anybody anywhr ... more so in boring theatres .. and hiding frm parental eyes too. Also, theres no problem of forgetting BFs birthday, first meeting day, promotion day and more such silly days ....
after more such analysis, we decided it was time for conclusion .... "Life is too short to waste over a single person" .... we girls do rock, dont we? ;)
so, here it is .... Three cheers to singles all around the world....especially if ur 25 :)
---- how did people manage to survive without cell phones and laptops in the stone age???
---- why did newton not eat the apple wen it fell on his head, but instead got into the realm of gravity ??? (this question was raked by my coz bro Viksi wen he was sick of solving physics problems with the g constant)
---- why is it such a issue to be 25 and still single!!!
guess blogging on the first two topics would not be tat intersting .... so on to the third one ..... "single but not ready to mingle" ... (phrase - courtesy: Soms)
It was not a long while ago, when a couple of friends gathered in Coffee Day ....... all of us singles ...
after the usual rounds of gossips and bitching .... we moved on to the topic of why we were still un-paired??? If XYZ cud find a boyfriend, then y not us!!! .. wat is it tat takes to change the "S" status????
There could be several issues behind that we reasoned. Maybe we are just too smart that the guys are intimidated.. the male ego u see . It could also be that there is no soul who is gud enuf to catch our attention to convince us that there cud be a match. Or we are destined to bow to parental pressure some day and get hooked to some lalloo tat parents get so easily impressed with.
but wat the heck!!! werent we having gr8 fun this way ...
Coming to think of it, we dont hav to feel guilty flirting with > 1 guy .... nobody to answer to thr ... and we could laze around at home over the weekends without having to meet anybody anywhr ... more so in boring theatres .. and hiding frm parental eyes too. Also, theres no problem of forgetting BFs birthday, first meeting day, promotion day and more such silly days ....
after more such analysis, we decided it was time for conclusion .... "Life is too short to waste over a single person" .... we girls do rock, dont we? ;)
so, here it is .... Three cheers to singles all around the world....especially if ur 25 :)
Tuesday, June 13, 2006
The Lost Mind
Fantasy has always been a huge draw with me ...... especially wen I’m bored with the work I’m doin ... it’s a different thing that nothing seems interesting to me after a couple of minutes (or is it seconds or might be nanoseconds).
Going back to the original topic,....of fantasizing I mean ......
A normal summer day with a parser to write ......... going nowhere .......... and then robbie’s (my professor) face looms large in front of me ........ and the inner self threatens me with dire consequences if I don’t live up to the expectations of my over-expecting professor :( ....
But being the disobedient and reckless me that I hav always been, I float into that world of fantasy, and it happens so often that I don’t even realise wen it happens ....
Something like,
what if I could switch places with my professor ........ and torture him to finish the “substantial” work I hav set aside for him.... and me being the mean me would definintely hav higher standards with the “substantial” work... so much so that he would dread to use that word ever again in his life >:) .......
Or it would be just me somewhere far away ... away from the crowd of the homo-sapiens ....... close to nature..... preferably mountains (like the ones we saw on our way to Bear Lake). In addition a small waterfall or fountain..... with the water falling into a small pond ......... and the pond containing colourful weeds, with probably a papa duck, mamma duck and 2 to 3 ducklings wading in the water ..... and all I would hav to do is soak in the feeling of ecstasy ...... I swear its great to be able to just feel with your heart without having to strain the neurons for sometime ........
Well, it could also be as bizzare as me on an expedition to Mars ...... travelling on a super fast rocket (or whatever it is called) ..... wen I’m half way through, the gas goes empty ..... and theres no refill station nearby on space....gosh ... panic sets in ..... and as expected, the rocket starts falling ...... I don’t intend to defy the theories of non-existence of gravity in space...... but nyways....the rocket is falling.... and falling ..... and falling.... into the abyss ...... NOW,will this falling ever end .... this is getting boring .... I cant fantasize the end ...... so here it goes “Cut Cut” ..... needs modification ...
So it starts again ..... me on an expedition to Mars ... blah blah ..........rocket starts falling into the abyss ....... and suddenly lands on a cushion like platform .... the most sophisticated helipad one cud ever imagine ..... fellow crew members get out of the space-ship, examine the contents of the cushion and proclaim it to be a unique unbelievable isotope of astantine ... which incidentally is the rarest element on the earths surface ..... we just realise that we hav made an incredible discovery and got ourselves entry into the list of the famous and brave young scientists of the 21st century ......... wow .... we then use this content to charge our space-ship sufficiently to get bak home with the gud news to share with our ppl bak on mother earth ......... aah .... I luv happy endings :)
theres never an end to ones imaginations ... and more so if one is a little more towards the other side of the scale of sanity (just like me) ... watever it is ... it does give the much required break to the brain cells .... infact sharpens them ... and makes one feel lighter and happier .....
which makes me remember Wordsworth ..... although the context may not exactly be the same ....
For oft, wen on my couch I lie,
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye,
Which is the bliss of solitude ....
Hmm .. It truly is :)
Going back to the original topic,....of fantasizing I mean ......
A normal summer day with a parser to write ......... going nowhere .......... and then robbie’s (my professor) face looms large in front of me ........ and the inner self threatens me with dire consequences if I don’t live up to the expectations of my over-expecting professor :( ....
But being the disobedient and reckless me that I hav always been, I float into that world of fantasy, and it happens so often that I don’t even realise wen it happens ....
Something like,
what if I could switch places with my professor ........ and torture him to finish the “substantial” work I hav set aside for him.... and me being the mean me would definintely hav higher standards with the “substantial” work... so much so that he would dread to use that word ever again in his life >:) .......
Or it would be just me somewhere far away ... away from the crowd of the homo-sapiens ....... close to nature..... preferably mountains (like the ones we saw on our way to Bear Lake). In addition a small waterfall or fountain..... with the water falling into a small pond ......... and the pond containing colourful weeds, with probably a papa duck, mamma duck and 2 to 3 ducklings wading in the water ..... and all I would hav to do is soak in the feeling of ecstasy ...... I swear its great to be able to just feel with your heart without having to strain the neurons for sometime ........
Well, it could also be as bizzare as me on an expedition to Mars ...... travelling on a super fast rocket (or whatever it is called) ..... wen I’m half way through, the gas goes empty ..... and theres no refill station nearby on space....gosh ... panic sets in ..... and as expected, the rocket starts falling ...... I don’t intend to defy the theories of non-existence of gravity in space...... but nyways....the rocket is falling.... and falling ..... and falling.... into the abyss ...... NOW,will this falling ever end .... this is getting boring .... I cant fantasize the end ...... so here it goes “Cut Cut” ..... needs modification ...
So it starts again ..... me on an expedition to Mars ... blah blah ..........rocket starts falling into the abyss ....... and suddenly lands on a cushion like platform .... the most sophisticated helipad one cud ever imagine ..... fellow crew members get out of the space-ship, examine the contents of the cushion and proclaim it to be a unique unbelievable isotope of astantine ... which incidentally is the rarest element on the earths surface ..... we just realise that we hav made an incredible discovery and got ourselves entry into the list of the famous and brave young scientists of the 21st century ......... wow .... we then use this content to charge our space-ship sufficiently to get bak home with the gud news to share with our ppl bak on mother earth ......... aah .... I luv happy endings :)
theres never an end to ones imaginations ... and more so if one is a little more towards the other side of the scale of sanity (just like me) ... watever it is ... it does give the much required break to the brain cells .... infact sharpens them ... and makes one feel lighter and happier .....
which makes me remember Wordsworth ..... although the context may not exactly be the same ....
For oft, wen on my couch I lie,
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye,
Which is the bliss of solitude ....
Hmm .. It truly is :)
Monday, April 24, 2006
Learning uphill
4 months already in here ... seems too quick to me. Was pondering over how well me has got adjusted to the change in place\culture etc etc . Although I can give myself sufficiently gud credit, there are quite a few more things me has to get adept at.....with time ofcourse...
Here goes my to-learn list:
Here goes my to-learn list:
- Walk on the right side of footpath(is it called sidewalk here??? watever)
- Respond to Hi's and Hello's from strangers on the road - got to still get over the fake feeling it (maybe wrongly) projects.
- Pronounce "Z" as "Zee"..... tat used to be a TV channel bak home. "Zed" goes pretty well with me...BUT .... be a roman wen in rome.
- Say "Oh" and not "Zero". But y??? dunno .......sounds more fashionable tho' :)
- Talk 'bout distances in miles and not kilometers\metres.....this is tough for me .... cause my mind is tuned to the indian metrics still ..... and i cant even remember the conversion factor ... cheee
- DO NOT convert the prices displayed in dollars to rupees......makes u feel u've dug a bigger hole in pocket for every trivial trinket u purchase :(
- DO NOT stare at couples smooching in public places ...... trust me - its very embarassing wen they stare bak at u :D
- Learn decent Hindi to survive among the desi crowd here. For me Hindi was all 'bout "Kabir ke dohe" or "Angulimal ki kahani" in my third language classes at school ....... never tht it wud be required for survival here ....
- Be on time ..... the IST habit needs to be kicked out of my system still ..... although must admit tat me is much much better than the lazier one 4 months bak.
Well, hope me does not tranform into another hybrid breed (the confused desi lots here) in the process of changing. Naah .... doesnt seem plausible - knowing myself....me will remain the same old duffer it seems. Cheers!!!
Saturday, April 15, 2006
The not-so-nice experience :(
Scene: Route 5, frm Wal-Mart to Transit centre.
ME - the lone passenger with bags overflowing with goodies to last me for rest of semester…cause I’m supposedly busy with no time for shopping for the remaining couple of weeks.
Mood: Exhilarating - Enjoying the lovely weather outside…rains ….its bliss.
And then ….
Bus stops at some stop …... and in walks an old ogre …. Greets the driver like he was his kin … and then the ugly green eyes looks at the lone passenger aboard and mutters “Huh …. BLACKS”….. sits behind and repeats the insinuating words yet again, with a higher decibel level, so that I do not miss those sound signals at any cost.
WAT the #$%#$%#$........I was shocked for a few seconds…. Agony engulfed me, and I like to believe it was natural. I am an individual and hav other characters to be associated with rather than caste, creed and color. And I’m dam proud of my origins. I love my country to no end and I’m happy to be black, if tats my color. But tats not the point here….. I was wondering why I was targeted to those racist words when all I was doin in there was be to myself. I fail to understand how poor me could have irritated this sophisticated “gentleman” to force him to hurl those words at me. The worst part was I just let him go …. I just ignored him…maybe I had no guts to start a duel thr… SHAME ON ME :(
It made me realize … yet again… that I don’t belong here… my home beckons me to return …. Will I \wont I?? I dunno…..there are so many other obstacles and reasonings that go behind tat decision…... nevertheless, in those minutes of jouney bak home on the bus, I recollected all my cherished memories – parents, sis, cousins, aunts, uncles, friends, ….. I was adored, pampered and most of all loved back there …..I was not a stranger….. I walked on the roads as if they belonged to me…..I talked, laughed and cried without qualms …. as I knew my dear ones were with me- rite next to me…. Was I a fool to give it all up and come here ….
This reflecting mood lasted as long as I landed home. And then I remembered I was hungry…. so I let the old blot die a condemned death in my thoughts…and got set to prepare dinner…
Now, as I write this, I feel it was not a big deal…. There are many more nice people I have met out here, so why shd some silly old(probably drunk) idiot make me lose focus on wat I’ve come here for!!! Oh come on, I’m made of stronger and sterner stuff….and will face all odds .. no matter wat. Yes I will and god help me in tat [-o< ... Amen.
ME - the lone passenger with bags overflowing with goodies to last me for rest of semester…cause I’m supposedly busy with no time for shopping for the remaining couple of weeks.
Mood: Exhilarating - Enjoying the lovely weather outside…rains ….its bliss.
And then ….
Bus stops at some stop …... and in walks an old ogre …. Greets the driver like he was his kin … and then the ugly green eyes looks at the lone passenger aboard and mutters “Huh …. BLACKS”….. sits behind and repeats the insinuating words yet again, with a higher decibel level, so that I do not miss those sound signals at any cost.
WAT the #$%#$%#$........I was shocked for a few seconds…. Agony engulfed me, and I like to believe it was natural. I am an individual and hav other characters to be associated with rather than caste, creed and color. And I’m dam proud of my origins. I love my country to no end and I’m happy to be black, if tats my color. But tats not the point here….. I was wondering why I was targeted to those racist words when all I was doin in there was be to myself. I fail to understand how poor me could have irritated this sophisticated “gentleman” to force him to hurl those words at me. The worst part was I just let him go …. I just ignored him…maybe I had no guts to start a duel thr… SHAME ON ME :(
It made me realize … yet again… that I don’t belong here… my home beckons me to return …. Will I \wont I?? I dunno…..there are so many other obstacles and reasonings that go behind tat decision…... nevertheless, in those minutes of jouney bak home on the bus, I recollected all my cherished memories – parents, sis, cousins, aunts, uncles, friends, ….. I was adored, pampered and most of all loved back there …..I was not a stranger….. I walked on the roads as if they belonged to me…..I talked, laughed and cried without qualms …. as I knew my dear ones were with me- rite next to me…. Was I a fool to give it all up and come here ….
This reflecting mood lasted as long as I landed home. And then I remembered I was hungry…. so I let the old blot die a condemned death in my thoughts…and got set to prepare dinner…
Now, as I write this, I feel it was not a big deal…. There are many more nice people I have met out here, so why shd some silly old(probably drunk) idiot make me lose focus on wat I’ve come here for!!! Oh come on, I’m made of stronger and sterner stuff….and will face all odds .. no matter wat. Yes I will and god help me in tat [-o< ... Amen.
Friday, April 14, 2006
Wats happening???
Annavaru is no more… and the entire front page of local newspaper is dedicated to that. Actually, may be all newspapers in Karnataka are now focused only on that. Folks bak home also mentioned that television had nothing else to show but life\death of annavaru. And not to forget the chaos and complete disharmony wreaked by his death. Why so?? I hav no clue. And am sure ppl who started the riots hav no clue either. Was it frustration over his death, or the huge crowd which prevented them from having a glimpse of their idol or was is just some inane excuse to gain cheap pleasure by troubling others, infact killing killing several others??? … dunno. But, me thinks its more to do with the cheap pleasure of harming others.
Whatever it may hav been, I cant say how much I missed being at home at this time. Not that I enjoy the scuffle and commotion…..but I wanted to be home when there was something unusual happening out thr.. to feel the tension, to see how insane your own people can get, to rush bak home in whatever is left of the transportation system, and moreover if alive to discuss it with friends later :D The adrenalin rush would hav been quite amazing I’m sure….. The same happened during the kidnap period, and we were ferried bak to our safe nests by parents….making me miss the commotion bak then. And I missed it yet again now after years. Well, going at the rate of riots occurring, maybe I need not complain. Anarchy is widespread now it seems. So another rampage should not be a surprise :-<
But the good side of me (which surprisingly does exist)…..hopes that I don’t live to see another such day. I understand that Indias population is exploding, but killing each other is not the best way to alleviate the problem …..(alrite – bad joke) ….
Hey ppl, plz be sensible. We cant afford to destroy ourselves. We hav better things to do, WAKE UP!!!
Whatever it may hav been, I cant say how much I missed being at home at this time. Not that I enjoy the scuffle and commotion…..but I wanted to be home when there was something unusual happening out thr.. to feel the tension, to see how insane your own people can get, to rush bak home in whatever is left of the transportation system, and moreover if alive to discuss it with friends later :D The adrenalin rush would hav been quite amazing I’m sure….. The same happened during the kidnap period, and we were ferried bak to our safe nests by parents….making me miss the commotion bak then. And I missed it yet again now after years. Well, going at the rate of riots occurring, maybe I need not complain. Anarchy is widespread now it seems. So another rampage should not be a surprise :-<
But the good side of me (which surprisingly does exist)…..hopes that I don’t live to see another such day. I understand that Indias population is exploding, but killing each other is not the best way to alleviate the problem …..(alrite – bad joke) ….
Hey ppl, plz be sensible. We cant afford to destroy ourselves. We hav better things to do, WAKE UP!!!
Sunday, March 12, 2006
Feels gud !!!
Its been a long time since I felt nice …… felt happy …. Was wondering wat the reasons cud be ….
- Was it the beautiful snow-capped mountains – the sight to which I wake up every morning … as I stare out of my room window imagining myself on top of it someday …
- Or my improving culinary skills …… I’m sort of managing to satisfy both my taste buds and my hunger pangs …. Gud work!!!
- The surge of independence which allows me to keep my room dirty …. Without my amma breathing over my neck to keep everything in place …
- The news that my close friend is going to be mom soon – tat too with twins ….. am so happy for her …. But sad I’ll miss seeing the kids :(
- Another news that another close friend will be moving across geographies …. Pursuing studies …. Tat means will be closer to me :) ….. having a doc friend around shd hopefully help … maybe I can cut down on the huge sums of insurance I need to pay otherwise …. The optimistic me again …
- The improving weather…..the melting snow ….
- My access to sudoku puzzles yet again ….. had been quite some time since I had looked into them….. till I started getting the local newspaper here …. (I know I cud get it on the net … but I like scribbling on paper)
- The green grass, the blue sky, the traffic light, the bus stand, the paper ad, the music playing on my comp ….
Everything seems to be good …. Dunno how long this feeling will last …. Lemme just soak it in and enjoy till it does ….
Well, amma used to be rite wen she thought I was a waste creature who used to disinterested with everything in life … (its another thing that moms are always rite)…
And anjali tried getting me to see the beautiful side of life while I acted blind ….. I cudnt understand then wat u were trying to show me Anj …..
I’m too egoistic to admit I was wrong …. I was not completely wrong …. But u 2 deftly had a point … thanks for bringing it out for me …… life does seem good after all … atleast for now :)
Monday, March 06, 2006
The amateur-ish me
Had come across a lot of haiku while browsing ..... seemed lill far-fetched, nevertheless thought I'd try ....
i must confess - it was quite some exercise for my brains ....... but i liked it too ....
hope i continue with this for sometime atleast ....... creativity is what keeps u goin ....
So here goes the amateur me at haiku ....
maybe not perfect ..... but i atleast tried to keep the 5-7-5 going right for starters :)
The first one was for the rains - cause I simply love rains. And it felt heavenly when it rained a few days back here ......but it soon turned to snow......and alas - wasnt as gud anymore ....
Black Clouds fill the sky
Rain drops kiss the grass beneath
Wet mud smells so good
Next for the mom and her assuring love that any kid can almost instantly identify with .........
Baby cries and yelps
Mother caresses and hugs
Baby back to sleep
Next...... for the days when I had to walk back in the snow, and was amazed at the shoe prints I made on the snow covered ground..... no reason to be amazed maybe- but i was ...... i may figure out why some other day .... for now - this haiku ....
Walking on the road
Crushing snow below my feet
Leaving my footprints
good enuf for now...... wat next??? will see ....
i must confess - it was quite some exercise for my brains ....... but i liked it too ....
hope i continue with this for sometime atleast ....... creativity is what keeps u goin ....
So here goes the amateur me at haiku ....
maybe not perfect ..... but i atleast tried to keep the 5-7-5 going right for starters :)
The first one was for the rains - cause I simply love rains. And it felt heavenly when it rained a few days back here ......but it soon turned to snow......and alas - wasnt as gud anymore ....
Black Clouds fill the sky
Rain drops kiss the grass beneath
Wet mud smells so good
Next for the mom and her assuring love that any kid can almost instantly identify with .........
Baby cries and yelps
Mother caresses and hugs
Baby back to sleep
Next...... for the days when I had to walk back in the snow, and was amazed at the shoe prints I made on the snow covered ground..... no reason to be amazed maybe- but i was ...... i may figure out why some other day .... for now - this haiku ....
Walking on the road
Crushing snow below my feet
Leaving my footprints
good enuf for now...... wat next??? will see ....
Tuesday, February 28, 2006
High Time I thanked
Its just one of those days .. when I dont feel like doin nything worthwhile .... those days are oh - quite a many .... but still ... its one of those days ...
and then i remember my happy times back home ... and appa, amma ....
then, i realise, i owe so much to my parents for reasons so many ..... and also decide to write them down .... what if i go down with Alzhemiers some day ... and I never manage to tell my parents how much I love them and how thankful I am to them :) ...... its always safer to have it written down ..... can never trust tommorrow (sigh) ...
Making my list as short (and maybe sweet too) as it can get ...
Appa .... I owe u so much ...
and then i remember my happy times back home ... and appa, amma ....
then, i realise, i owe so much to my parents for reasons so many ..... and also decide to write them down .... what if i go down with Alzhemiers some day ... and I never manage to tell my parents how much I love them and how thankful I am to them :) ...... its always safer to have it written down ..... can never trust tommorrow (sigh) ...
Making my list as short (and maybe sweet too) as it can get ...
Appa .... I owe u so much ...
- For just being my appa, ur the best paa in the world
- For giving me a short surname .... it saved me great pains while filling the passport application form ...... wonder how u knew bfore hand tat i'll be a lazy kid .... ur simply gr8
- For the wonderful long walks we had ...... something i miss lots and lots now
- For the horrible stock of PJs u had ..... so much so ... I had to tickle my soles to manage a snicker .... loved them nevertheless 'cause it was ur PJs :)
- For all those mornings when you let me sleep for the extra 5 mins ..... instead of forcing me to get ready and go to the boring morning classes at school .....
Amma .... I owe u so much ...
- For just being my amma, ur the best maa in the world (ever hrd of copy paste huh???:D)
- For making the yummiest bisi-bele-bath ..... yum yum .... and tomato saaru too
- For calling me with all those meaningless pampering names ..... i wud still luv to hear them now :(
- For always cleaning up my dirty deskspace when I left for school\college\work in a hurry with my famous excuse tat I was getting late :D
- For actually waking me up in the mornings when appa failed to .... else, I wud hav never made it to school on any day, thereby flunking school, and wud hav never made it to pre-university, and never made it to engg college, and never made it to my masters here ... (gasp) .... paa ... maybe i shd remove the thank-u note frm the list 'bove ....
I know u 2 are the ppl I can turn to even if the whole world turns against me .... love u lots ...
keep loving me the same :) .... i know u will ...
Saturday, February 25, 2006
Exam fever can drive nyone nuts!!!
On a boring and surprisingly sunny afternoon, poor me is left all by myself ….. and to do wat?? Study for exam(s) on Monday ….. after failed attempts to go beyond 2 chapters in one subject, I realize I need a break ….. the 14th one since morning, but never mind … my almost inconspicuous and rusted grey cells need to relax …
And then there occurs this story ….
Characters:
Nir - the humble me
Nir’ - no no – not superposition …. Shes the Gemini twin of Nir …
More ‘bout Nir’ - multi-faceted….evil, pretentiously good, heavily sarcastic and ever interrupting the studious, hardworking Nir :D
Conversation between the two:
Nir’ – knock knock
Nir – yaaru? (who?)
Nir’ – its me duffer …. Ur twin ….
Nir – my twin!!! U mean ur like the one who comes out of inner self clad in white and talks to u like across a non-existent mirror …. (I marvel at my learnings frm hindi movies)
Nir’ – if u can say so ….. nyways .. wassup?
Nir – nothing much …. Trying HARD to study for Mondays exam .. er … exams
Nir’ – howz it goin?
Nir – the less said the better …… goin nowhere :(
Nir’ – fantastic ….. so u hav hopes of graduating with this preparation !!!
Nir – wats life without hope !!! but I’m trying … tats not too bad rite?
Nir’ – liar!!! U know very well ur not trying … how many times did u open ur inbox to check for mails, how many times did u check yahoo messenger?? And how many times did u break for hunger??
Nir – I’m not gud at numbers, so I’ll ignore the questions :P
Nir’ – gud try, but alas … I’m smarter ……. U need to study …. It’s EXAM … ur supposed to take it seriously …
Nir – I must say ur really polite and encouraging… …… does being optimistic help?
Nir’ – it always helps …… enumerate ur optimism …
Nir – I’m optimistic tat the profs will be really sleepy wen they are correctin my paper…. So they’ll just mark me full marks and go to sleep with the satisfaction tat they dint destroy a students career by being strict on the correction :D
Nir’ – ur a hopeless case ….. so u wont study then …
Nir – I dint say tat
Nir’ – wokay, how was ur Survey Paper???
Nir – hmm……not really gr8 …
Nir’ – and hows ur TOC assignments goin?
Nir – thanks to my kind grader …. Whoz supposed to be “Gods Gift to USU” …. It looks quite bad till now …
Nir’ – and inspite of all this, ur wasting time huh??? I appreciate ur guts …
Nir – oh stop it - will u?? …… I will start studying PROPERLY sometime later … sometime soon ..
Nir’ – I wudnt believe u even if u were the last creature alive on the planet …
Nir – thanks … ur the sweetest
Nir’ – better study or u’ll hav to face the consequences ….. u need to get decent grades or face Don …
Nir – which Don?? Cooley or Sujji?
Nir’ – gud question … oh am I happy theres some thinking left in u …. Well I was referring to cooley here
Nir – alrite …. I will do something ….
Nir’ – slog one week and u can relax with Dons treat next weekend ..
Nir – hey I dint know Cooley gives parties to students after mid-term exams … tats nice
Nir’ – oh silly …. Was talking ‘bout sujji here … shes giving a party next Saturday for being the highest-paid Indian student on USU ground (Source of information: Gautam alias “reliable source”)
Nir – oh ya, I remember …. Thanks for reminding … tat shd be motivation enuf for me to study :D
Nir’ – I wonder for how long????
Nir – alrite …. Just shoo off – will u? I’m trying to concentrate here :P
Nir’ – me is glad …. So cya then …. Till next time
Nir – me is double glad ur pushing off …. Cya.
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.
.
.
Nir – (to self) … so wat the hell is this “Access Control Matrix” ……..
(And goes on hopefully to completion …)
And then there occurs this story ….
Characters:
Nir - the humble me
Nir’ - no no – not superposition …. Shes the Gemini twin of Nir …
More ‘bout Nir’ - multi-faceted….evil, pretentiously good, heavily sarcastic and ever interrupting the studious, hardworking Nir :D
Conversation between the two:
Nir’ – knock knock
Nir – yaaru? (who?)
Nir’ – its me duffer …. Ur twin ….
Nir – my twin!!! U mean ur like the one who comes out of inner self clad in white and talks to u like across a non-existent mirror …. (I marvel at my learnings frm hindi movies)
Nir’ – if u can say so ….. nyways .. wassup?
Nir – nothing much …. Trying HARD to study for Mondays exam .. er … exams
Nir’ – howz it goin?
Nir – the less said the better …… goin nowhere :(
Nir’ – fantastic ….. so u hav hopes of graduating with this preparation !!!
Nir – wats life without hope !!! but I’m trying … tats not too bad rite?
Nir’ – liar!!! U know very well ur not trying … how many times did u open ur inbox to check for mails, how many times did u check yahoo messenger?? And how many times did u break for hunger??
Nir – I’m not gud at numbers, so I’ll ignore the questions :P
Nir’ – gud try, but alas … I’m smarter ……. U need to study …. It’s EXAM … ur supposed to take it seriously …
Nir – I must say ur really polite and encouraging… …… does being optimistic help?
Nir’ – it always helps …… enumerate ur optimism …
Nir – I’m optimistic tat the profs will be really sleepy wen they are correctin my paper…. So they’ll just mark me full marks and go to sleep with the satisfaction tat they dint destroy a students career by being strict on the correction :D
Nir’ – ur a hopeless case ….. so u wont study then …
Nir – I dint say tat
Nir’ – wokay, how was ur Survey Paper???
Nir – hmm……not really gr8 …
Nir’ – and hows ur TOC assignments goin?
Nir – thanks to my kind grader …. Whoz supposed to be “Gods Gift to USU” …. It looks quite bad till now …
Nir’ – and inspite of all this, ur wasting time huh??? I appreciate ur guts …
Nir – oh stop it - will u?? …… I will start studying PROPERLY sometime later … sometime soon ..
Nir’ – I wudnt believe u even if u were the last creature alive on the planet …
Nir – thanks … ur the sweetest
Nir’ – better study or u’ll hav to face the consequences ….. u need to get decent grades or face Don …
Nir – which Don?? Cooley or Sujji?
Nir’ – gud question … oh am I happy theres some thinking left in u …. Well I was referring to cooley here
Nir – alrite …. I will do something ….
Nir’ – slog one week and u can relax with Dons treat next weekend ..
Nir – hey I dint know Cooley gives parties to students after mid-term exams … tats nice
Nir’ – oh silly …. Was talking ‘bout sujji here … shes giving a party next Saturday for being the highest-paid Indian student on USU ground (Source of information: Gautam alias “reliable source”)
Nir – oh ya, I remember …. Thanks for reminding … tat shd be motivation enuf for me to study :D
Nir’ – I wonder for how long????
Nir – alrite …. Just shoo off – will u? I’m trying to concentrate here :P
Nir’ – me is glad …. So cya then …. Till next time
Nir – me is double glad ur pushing off …. Cya.
.
.
.
.
Nir – (to self) … so wat the hell is this “Access Control Matrix” ……..
(And goes on hopefully to completion …)
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