The drudgeries of life
Tuesday, September 17, 2013
Topsy-turvy
It was a damp, cold Friday night in the month of September - the time of the year that witnesses the rapid transition from Summer to Winter in England.
The rains finding themselves lost in transition, as always, showered their wrath onto the city in intermittent outbursts. Coupled with the cold winds, they performed as a debilitating force.
London was preparing for the onslaught of what was going to be a brutally cold season up ahead.
As the hour drew closer to midnight, the skies cleared a bit and the showers temporarily subsided. Even the breeze came to a standstill in tandem. And all was silent - even the pitter-patter of raindrops falling from the leaves and rooftops to the earth had ceased. Momentarily, deathly silence was all that prevailed.
Like the storm after the calm, it was then that the last northbound overground train from Central London noisily rolled in to platform number two of Weltham railway station. The brakes resentfully screeched, almost as if protesting any impediment to their owner's forward march, but nonetheless the coaches came to a halt reluctantly.
The clock struck twelve at the exact moment when Justin's feet landed in a puddle on the platform whilst he disembarked from the bogie he was occupying.
As his boots and socks got drenched, he cursed out loud - this was the latest in the series of mishaps in his already messed up day. So for the nth time in the evening, he cursed the excess work, the numerous issues, and his unrelenting manager courtesy of whom he had to stretch so late into the night on a Friday of all days; he then spat out abuses at himself for being such a lonely soul and for that very reason ending up in this God-forsaken suburban town at this ungodly hour to be with his friend and to experience some semblance of company; finally he concluded by grumbling about the crazy weather and how he hated the rain and the cold.
As he exited the station and walked out onto the High Street, he cheered up a bit. After all, his day at work had ended and he wouldn't get to see all those files nor his superior's ugly face for the next two days. Also, the suburb felt better than being amidst the din prevalent in the city. Finally the rain and breeze had also stopped. The weekend had, in fact, started off on a wonderful note, or so he comforted himself.
By the time he reached the turning for Baron Road, towards the other end of which was his friend's residence, he was back to feeling his cheerful, optimistic self. If the road he was now walking along was very dark and poorly lit up as compared to the bright street he had just left behind, Justin didn't pay any heed to it. It seemed like a curfew was in progress - not a living soul out on the streets, not a sound to be heard - but it didn't bother him. He was done cribbing for now, and would resume on Monday when he was back at work.
As his eyes got accustomed to the low lighting, he could distinctly make out the figure of a person shuffling further down the road, a few blocks away, in the direction away from him.
In high spirits, all that Justin could think of was playing a prank on the unsuspecting person. Good-natured though he was, Justin was notorious for the pranks that he played on his poor family, friends and even at times, on total strangers!
Plan in mind and without thinking twice, Justin stealthily but speedily moved up to within a bock behind the solitary night walker. Then he put his plan into action. All of a sudden. he started walking with heavy footsteps, purposefully, almost like a stalker or a sociopath out to get his victim!
The person ahead seemed to get startled momentarily, an apparent shiver went down the person's body, and the pace of the shuffling increased a bit. Justin knew his trick had worked, but he was surprised the person didn't even glance back to see who was behind.
So again, deliberately, he stalked the "victim" as if homing in. Again, the person ahead shuffled ahead even faster, all the while without as much as looking back.
When there was hardly any gap between Justin and the person, the latter came to an abrupt halt, almost as if frozen to the spot. Justin, who was almost on a collision course with his "victim", swerved and just managed to brush past the person.
Still the person neither turned around to look at the "stalker" nor were any comments made in protest at the apparent joke, but Justin snickered loud enough just to erase any remaining doubts in the person's mind as to what had just happened...
Feeling smug about himself, Justin could feel the jump in his stride as he moved on. Oh yes! His weekend had started alright. Even his pal's house was close by.
Whistling to himself as he walked, initially Justin didn't hear the heavy footsteps approaching from behind. Moments later he became aware of the situation as the sounds grew louder in the still night, and the footsteps drew closer.
He smiled to himself, thinking, "Two can play at this staged game of cat and mouse, eh?". Very well then, he too could play the cool customer - so he continued walking on at his original pace, without turning to look back even once.
But for some reason, the role reversal made the hair on the back of his neck stand up!
Just like Justin had done earlier, the other person continued walking up purposefully, on a collision course, but the energy that his "stalker" exuded gave him the shivers. Or maybe his mind was playing games with him. Worse still, he knew how he hated being at the receiving end of pranks, and was a scardey-cat in reality!
When the heavy footsteps were not far behind, Justin had had enough. It was time to put an end to this joke once and for all. If it came to it, he'd apologize for the confusion that he had "unwittingly" created.
By the time Justin turned around to confront his "adversary", the person was just a couple of meters away. What Justin saw horrified him to the core! He tried to scream out, but the voice died within him...
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Headlines in the next day's paper: "The Serial Killer of Borough of Brant has claimed a 7th victim within a space of 3 weeks! The nature of the wounds inflicted on the deceased, the murder weapon used, and the timing of the crime are all reported to be the same as in the previous cases. The only, and very significant aberration in the crime pattern is that all the previous victims were females - the latest victim, though, is a male - 26 years-old Justin Fraisier of Victory Park, Central London.
With this latest incident, investigators who were earlier on the verge of a breakthrough in terms of building a psychological profile of the killer are totally flummoxed. The deviation in the murder pattern has forced them to get back at the drawing board and to start their quest for the elusive psychopath all over again - and to think of it, they believed they were so close to solving the case.
Could the latest murder be a ruse by the criminal to throw the cops off his tracks, or is the killer actually an unpredictable maniac as is being thought? Only time will tell..."
Saturday, January 29, 2011
Reflections
Know that feeling you get when you're sandwiched between two parallel mirrors, like in a dressing room?
You keep seeing yourself seeing yourself on and on.
It's a wee bit scary. Akin to being trapped in an infinite loop.
Stare a bit longer and you'll feel like you're witnessing your own descent into an abyss.
One mirror is more than sufficient, no?
The crux of the matter: Too much of self reflection is a bane.
Time to break the mold, I say!
Just focus on the present you.
Let other things take their own course...
It's a wee bit scary. Akin to being trapped in an infinite loop.
Stare a bit longer and you'll feel like you're witnessing your own descent into an abyss.
One mirror is more than sufficient, no?
The crux of the matter: Too much of self reflection is a bane.
Time to break the mold, I say!
Just focus on the present you.
Let other things take their own course...
Labels: Random
Thursday, November 25, 2010
Office - After hours!
Ever get the feeling that you'll do wonderfully well at work, and command the respect of anyone and everyone around you, irrespective of the setting you're in, no matter where?
Strange enough, but it's a recurring occurrence in my case!
Maybe it's relative, hence the applicability.
Or maybe it's snottiness at it's best!
People ending up at my blog while searching for "Miracles in CAT exam", SCAT!!! The only miracle possible in the CAT is clearing the damn thing... that despite your state of preparedness. Sighs.
For those reaching this place searching for the Klueless 6 level, "Apple of my eye", wouldn't it be fun if you got to read the beautiful woman's face as if it were scripted in text?! Go figure ;)
Cheers!
Labels: Arrogance, Belief, Late hours, Office, Random
Tuesday, October 05, 2010
Nowadays!
Busy as hell these days... work life seems to have taken on a totally different meaning!
Loads of client interaction, something that ruled my life at Infy. Just that the clients back then were the Swiss and the Americans... this time round, it's the Koreans and the Japanese! Literally, lost in translation :)
Am usually at the point of collapsing on the bed by EOD everyday... no gym, no training for the upcoming Delhi Marathon, no nothing! How can I be so jaded?!
Okhla doesn't seem to be a bad destination these days, especially since the South Delhi metro line has commenced!
Sleeping for anywhere between 7-12 hours daily!! Day before yesterday's tour, the house cleaning up program, and yesterday night's revelry ensured that loads of sleep was the need of that night... this Oktoberfest was groovy, but I've made up my mind to make it to the real Oktoberfest in the next couple of years ;)
Love those long metro rides where I get to devour Stieg Larsson's awesome works... the books belonging to the Millennium trilogy are unputdownable!!!
Scared of receiving calls from a particular number... always get the feeling that I'd have to check my inbox only to find more crappy revelatory emails... too much of a torture... what did I do to go through all of that and all of this? :(
No matter how crappy a newspaper The Times of India is, I simply love some sections and articles in it: today's pick is undoubtedly Madhumita Gupta's The New Triangle... do read it, Ma :))
Off to sleep... absurd as it may seem, Limp Bizkit, Linkin Park, Metallica, Iron Maiden, Guns n' Roses, Nirvana et al seem to be lulling me to sleep of late! \m/
Nightynight folks!
Friday, September 24, 2010
Emosional atyachar
Sadness is...
... standing one step behind that lonely octagenarian who somehow managed to stumble aboard the escalator, and noticing his quivering hands, the trembling of which increased as the time to step off the moving stairs came closer.
Happiness is...
... climbing that one step to be on the same level as the old gentleman, stretching out my left hand without saying a word, and his reaching out to hold it as if it was the most natural thing to do; then our stepping off the escalator in style, and his kind words, "God bless you, my son."
If only, sir.
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Sadness is...
... standing on the platform, outside the recently closed doors of the metro, staring through the glass window at you, both of us smiling at each other despite the knot in our respective throats, dreading this moment of separation that both of us had seen coming since so long. Damn! I'll miss you like crazy... and I know that you will too :'(
Happiness is...
... knowing that you were there for me when I needed a pillar of support, taking it for granted that you're there, that you'll always be there for me, and despite all my stupidities in the recent past, it's not too late for me to make amends. I'm going to be following your lead... soon... very soon :)
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Sadness is...
... missing my parents, sister, and home!
Happiness is...
... not letting the distance get the better of anything :)
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Sadness is...
... not knowing what went wrong, what my fault was, why the indifference, yet my having to bear the hurt and the artificial guilt...
Happiness is...
... not giving a damn... and coming back to life!
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Sadness is...
... those countless nights spent at our favorite hangout mulling over life, discussing why shit happens, questioning that supreme being as to why am I His favorite candidate for playing the role of popat for life!
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Sadness is...
... those countless nights spent at our favorite hangout mulling over life, discussing why shit happens, questioning that supreme being as to why am I His favorite candidate for playing the role of popat for life!
Happiness is...
... those countless other nights spent at our other haunts, getting drowned in awesome music, head-banging, dancing, discussing about crazy shit, laughing our guts out, experiencing euphoria, not wanting to leave, racing through those awesome streets, zipping past those beautiful lights, feeling the tight slaps of the wind along with the deathly thrill, and spending the nights talking about how life has been a bitch yet how we've managed to survive it all ;)
Labels: Random
Sunday, September 12, 2010
Melange
Sunday. Pink Floyd. Relaxation. Sleep.
Conversations. Hours. Sighing. Laughs. Repetitions.
People. Changes. Work. Dissemblance.
Friends. Rendezvous. Nostalgia. Bakar. Plans.
English. Essays. Word play. Expertise.
Hunger. Dhabhas. Phulkas. Dal makhani.
Rains. Bike rides. Drenched. Bloodshot eyes.
Surprises. Gifts. Choices. Indecision.
Vacillations. Weaknesses. Addictions.
Baby sister. Fondness. Apple of my eye. Nostalgia.
Parents. Constants. Bestest friends. Homesickness.
200201170. Grooviness. House hunt. Partyyy.
Dead of the night. Biking. Expressway. 40 kms. 22 minutes.
Tears. Bloodshot eyes. Laughter. High fives!
Happiness. Amazement. Hanging on. Endings...
Conversations. Hours. Sighing. Laughs. Repetitions.
People. Changes. Work. Dissemblance.
Friends. Rendezvous. Nostalgia. Bakar. Plans.
English. Essays. Word play. Expertise.
Hunger. Dhabhas. Phulkas. Dal makhani.
Rains. Bike rides. Drenched. Bloodshot eyes.
Surprises. Gifts. Choices. Indecision.
Vacillations. Weaknesses. Addictions.
Baby sister. Fondness. Apple of my eye. Nostalgia.
Parents. Constants. Bestest friends. Homesickness.
200201170. Grooviness. House hunt. Partyyy.
Dead of the night. Biking. Expressway. 40 kms. 22 minutes.
Tears. Bloodshot eyes. Laughter. High fives!
Happiness. Amazement. Hanging on. Endings...
Labels: Random
Monday, August 16, 2010
I love... because...
- Covering the entire expressway, crazily racing on my bike... the tears can be attributed to the crazy breeze and dust that bust my eyes...
- Drinking like crazy, on an occasional basis, though it has no effect on my sanity or sobriety... the alcohol can be blamed for my red eyes...
- Being off the grid once in a while... my life ceases to affect others' for a change...
- Crossing the 3-digit mark on my old race horse in the dead of the night... I sometimes fantasize things ending in a flash...
- Taking crazy decisions... things do work out eventually...
- Optimism... what if not all's well at my end, at least I can convince others that things at their end are manageable...
- Pessimists... they don't survive on hope...
- My family... they love me for whoever I am, whatever I am...
- Relationships... they keep me going...
- Friends... they're so same same...
- Sleeplessness... it seems to be worth it of late...
- Books... each page of theirs has something new to offer...
- The devil (sometimes)... at least you don't have to pray to him so often yet get turned down... :s
- Working out like crazy in the gym... there's no better way to kill myself...
- Regrets... they help me take hard hard decisions...
- Good old bosses... no matter I jilted them, they know what my true value is... :)
- Awesome mausam... I simply love it!
- Kids... they make my day, always... :))
- Weekends... they come just once a week.... :s
- Delhi, Gurgaon et al... I know now that I'm not here to stay...
- Life... it has taught me so much...
Labels: Random
Saturday, August 14, 2010
Letters - Part 4
Dear dude in the gym,
Had you met me 4 years ago and made the same suggestion, I'd have seriously considered it... and probably would've given it a shot too! But yeah, thanks...
Dearest college life,
I miss you so... even though I'm reliving you in both the forms I've experienced you :)
Dear long conversations,
Why do I hate it when you end?! :)
Airtel,
I'm so gonna market the plethora of your deficiencies and bloopers... watch out :x
And yes, your services suck big time!
Dear Vodafone,
You've aptly named one service of yours "Apne minutes" :)
Dearest AC and AS,
I wonder how I manage to find such good friends whose tastes match mine, whose idea of fun is ditto like mine, who're ready to freak out even before I ask them to join me...
Cheers!
The weekend has just started, by the way ;)
Dear nostalgia,
What would I do without you?? :D
Dear Gurgaon-Delhi expressway,
Nothing like racing the bike on your surface in the dead of the night! Woohoo \m/
Dear scorpio,
You're truly my zodiac sign :|
GT,
You call that work?! Get real :x
Dear insomnia,
You're here to stay, aren't you?
Dear 'high',
Wish you were a constant companion...
Sunday, August 01, 2010
Letters - Part 3
Dear Friday,
You used to be the onset of the weekend... you still are, albeit in an enforced manner!
But I ain't complaining! I'll never stop staying TGIF :D
Dear awesome mausam,
Hope you're here to stay!
Dear AD,
I misjudged you, sorry... you're just another victim of circumstances!
Spending the evening with you yesterday was awesome... never laughed so much in ages :p
Dear GGG,
Are you loved by someone or what... already!!
Glad she found you folks... :)
Glad she found you folks... :)
Dear Saturdays,
Emulate 31st of July, 2010 ;)
Dear Yamaha FZ16,
Loved racing around SC2 on you, but you're too damn flawed... my black beauty might be old, but you're no match for her... any day!
Dear Yamaha F310,
My fingers started bleeding last night, but yet I continued moving them on your strings... it's amazing how you don't break despite such abuse!! No matter how much people enjoy the result of our union, I know that I don't do justice to your awesomeness! You're one of my most prized possessions!!
Dear Trust,
How I wish that people were blessed with more of you, and that they didn't abuse you so much! *sighs*
Dear Sunday,
Weren't you supposed to be the day reserved for taking a break?! How come I didn't get to rest a bit today?! :x
Dearest IMT gang,
Miss you guys a lot... it was wonderful talking to each and every one of you today! :)
Dear camera,
Don't you give up on me! :'(
Dear words,
You're all that I have...
Negative thoughts,
Buzz off!
Dear July,
What a wonderful month you were... wish you were here to stay!
Dear August,
You couldn't have started off better... hang in there!
Dearest Salary,
Come fast! :)
Dear Yamaha FZ16,
Loved racing around SC2 on you, but you're too damn flawed... my black beauty might be old, but you're no match for her... any day!
Dear Yamaha F310,
My fingers started bleeding last night, but yet I continued moving them on your strings... it's amazing how you don't break despite such abuse!! No matter how much people enjoy the result of our union, I know that I don't do justice to your awesomeness! You're one of my most prized possessions!!
Dear Trust,
How I wish that people were blessed with more of you, and that they didn't abuse you so much! *sighs*
Dear Sunday,
Weren't you supposed to be the day reserved for taking a break?! How come I didn't get to rest a bit today?! :x
Dearest IMT gang,
Miss you guys a lot... it was wonderful talking to each and every one of you today! :)
Dear camera,
Don't you give up on me! :'(
Dear words,
You're all that I have...
Negative thoughts,
Buzz off!
Dear July,
What a wonderful month you were... wish you were here to stay!
Dear August,
You couldn't have started off better... hang in there!
Dearest Salary,
Come fast! :)
Labels: Random
Friday, July 16, 2010
Enlightenment
My only crime is that I am me.
Labels: Random
Thursday, June 24, 2010
This and That
I wonder how of late I had lost the charm for writing.
Since Tuesday though, I had this crazy urge of penning down something.
And when I finally held the pen in my quivering hand last night, for an instant I felt that I didn't know what I was supposed to do next :P
Anyway, I ended up writing a lot... 4 pages to be precise. Felt good.
But blogging now seems to be becoming a thing of the past...
Strange how things eventually lose their charm...
Is it true that excess of anything makes it seem less appealing?
Maybe. Just maybe.
Saturday, June 19, 2010
Thank God for:
- Life - even if "as we know it" :|
- Helping man invent the guitar... not even a dog can be a better companion!
- Yamaha - for the perfect late night companion :))
- Awesome songs - nothing like emulating the beats in the dead of the night!! ♪ ♫
- AWHO, L1106 - the final destination :)
- SC2 - Oh you look so beautiful tonight... every night for that matter ♥
- For family... they seem to love it all, even my besura voice ;)
- Old friends - old is definitely gold ♥
- Haywards (if not KF) - Ok, maybe there's competition for late night activities :P
- South City 2... can't survive without your markets and ice cream stops :)
- Airtel's pathetic GPRS... thanks, I guess :s
- Velapanti - Please don't ask why! :D
- Weekends - The tag helps even if Saturday is a working day :{
- Traffic - getting caught up in life is mandatory... else what's the fun :|
- Changes - You believe some things are here to stay, but they just aren't... oh well!
- Misconceptions - Now you know what they're about, right? Beware...
- Ego - However much you hate it, it introduces perspective... if others can indulge in it, why can't you just taste it?!
- Sulekha.com - Now I have 6 awesome prospective flatmates... reminds me of an episode of F.R.I.E.N.D.S. :D
Labels: Random
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
Quriks?
All I seem to wanna do these days:
- race home before sunset,
- have an awesome cuppa (ok, make that 2!) at Sadabahar *smack smack*
- shop for knickknacks, and keep adding to the merchandise at L1106
- go for long walks on the streets of SC2, or loaf around inside AWHO
- have a fulfilling dinner everyday!
- talk to a select few friends while lolling around in the beautiful lawns of the society
- sit on the balcony for long hours and keep strumming the guitar in the darkness...
- let my mind go blank!
- enjoy a good night's sleep whenever possible...
Monday, May 17, 2010
Somewhere I belong...
Mystic river
I have always fancied taking long walks.
And when it comes to Subroto Park, the 'longer than long' walks are simply a pleasure :)
Plus the nice songs on the radio! What more?
The icing on the cake is that sojourn atop the bridge at the starting of the Gurgaon expressway *sighs*
Simply love that feeling of standing up above the crazy night traffic, observing the brilliant lights running hither and thither in the darkness, making a dash for a finish line that doesn't exist...
Watching the traffic disappear under my feet, it felt as if I were a race marshal signalling the end of the race!
The longer I stared at the hundreds of beacons streaming towards me, the more mesmerized I was!
Was rooted to my spot for quite a while, thinking nothing yet smiling...
Life is so much like driving in the traffic... when you're stuck in a jam, all you want to do is get free and floor the accelerator... as soon as you escape the jam and find a free road, you race as if your life depended on it, only to get stuck in the next jam oh-so-quickly... you cuss and swear not to repeat this mistake, to enjoy the traffic-free stretch in the road the next time round... but your patience runs out by the time you escape the jam... and it goes on and on...
A vicious circle called life :)
It's funny how I admire this mayhem from my perch, yet I loathe it when I'm involved in it! Double standards to the core :)
Very long and interesting working days ahead! Hope I'm kept away from these parts for a while...
Cheers!
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
Motorcycle diaries...
The biggest problem with us is that most of the times we tend to live our lives as if we're solving a differentiation problem... while being fixated on the many variables, we tend to ignore the very important constants...
Planning to keep my work life so very separate from my personal one... just like the last time round! Cheers! :)
Tuesday, May 04, 2010
Come to think of it, the thing that I'm going to miss most about college is the wifi. EOM.
Friday, April 30, 2010
If only life were a VCR...
At times, I just want to go back and walk over certain roads in life again... rewind!
And just pause at many junctions...Then fast-forward at places... who wants to relive certain things?!
But then, I think why waste time... just let the movie called Life go on!
Keep rolling!
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
Goodbye blue sky... again!
Whatta day!
Right now I'm carrying a friggin' heavy bag of mixed emotions (someone's apt version of mixed bag of emotions :D)
If I thought that yesterday was a tiring day, today was when I was drained out emotionally... just want my Mumma's lap more than anything else...
Everything happens for the best, they say... how come not most of what happened today was in sync with that!
Anyway, it's almost early morning and I'm replying to long and lovely personal emails that I received today... in this age of automated mails et al, how nice it feels to trade feelings and emotions on a one-on-one basis with people :)
Just sitting here at my laptop, so tired yet so sleepless, sooo nostalgic, with those salty water beads just pouring down my cheeks... I so hate myself at times... feeling like a well-blended mixture of a wuss and a crybaby :P
Reminiscing about the plethora of interviews that I've appeared for till date (despite my selective sign-ups!)
I loved some of the personalities who've interviewed me of late. These were interviews where you can tell that a person wants to know the real you... that the interviewer appreciates the fact that you're being yourself rather than giving you marks for parroting off something you read somewhere...
In one company that will always be close to my heart, the 2 ladies interviewing me quizzed me on my weakness. I frankly told them, "Ma'ms, I've realized that my biggest weakness is that I can't live with myself, a fact that my Mother knew before my realizing it!! I'm comfortable only when I'm with someone or in a group of friends, but when I'm alone I'm totally lost... the last 3 weeks have been a reality check of sorts."
The way they looked at me dumbstruck, then at each other, then their giggles, and then the selection for the 2nd round of interviews, I knew that my answer must've reeked of honesty :))
In the middle of another interview, the dude sitting across the desk asked me rather informally (informal considering his sexy designation in the awesome company), "Toh kabhi socha hai 5 saal baad kya kar rahe hoge life me?", and I, never the one to fake an answer, replied, "No sir... kaafi hazy sa hai... I just want to be happy and be doing something challenging...".
His awesome reply made me believe that genuine replies do strike a chord sometimes... :)
I firmly believe that bagging a job is all about portraying yourself truly, just like it should be in the case of searching for the perfect match... if some company, or person, accepts you for who you are, and vice versa, believe me there's no looking back... ;)
It's another matter that this stupid logic of mine kept me waiting for sooo long... but the wait is always worth it ♥
Yesterday was bad... hope my mood swings haven't take a heavy toll *fingers crossed*
Busy day today... as are all days till the Sabbath! Lots and lots to do!
Just hope I manage to do all that I want to... Murphy be damned! :P
Planning to wind up my blog soon... no more diary too!
Enough already... time to move on...
Love you all :)
Labels: Bakar, Emotions, Feelings, Life, Mixed bag, Nostalgia, Random, Reminiscence
Sunday, April 18, 2010
Cool-edge!
The end is near... I can feel it!
This phase of life is about to conclude... weird how I'm getting signals from all directions :s
I'm kinda scared that I'm going to end up in Hyderabad... or in Bangalore...
Oh well! Depressing damn Saturday :(
Had such an awesome time with Bhanja, Mathur and Rishabh... though I missed the gang heaps :|
Rishabh dude, nothing can beat our 1-on-1 Q3 matches... save for the clan arena matches including Manjy and Aonu ;)
Just got feedback from the guys that I'm way too senti... and that it's not gonna help me! Shucks! It's like a disease... :s
Feeling totally disoriented right now, don't know why... sometimes excess bakar acts like a reality check...
Hope Sunday is a stress-buster!!
Friday, April 09, 2010
tp
It has been ages since something like this has happened: my having ample time for myself!!
That said, I sure hope the placement process speeds up a bit... fairy tales are not supposed to last anyway :p
Apart from doing the things that I love doing like chatting, social networking, blogging, playing the guitar, working out, reading, sleeping, eating, roaming around et al, I've been spending lots of time re-reading my old diary entries, chat archives, fb messages, and blog posts (a thing someone did of late in record time, a remarkable feat undoubtedly! :) )
Shucks! I look at my archived posts and can't help wondering about how simple life used to be back then... it's almost as if the complexities in life increase in proportion to one's age :(
Seriously, ignorance has got to be bliss!!
Anyway, I realized how huge my old posts used to be, how unstilted I used to be in my approach to typing out my feelings, how I didn't care a damn for what others thought (this last point still applies :D)... it's scary actually!
Reading line after line, I sometimes doubt whether it was the same Steve who had at one point in time published these posts...
Loved two posts in particular...
This one, published when I was on the brink of leaving DA-IICT for entering the corporate world, almost 4 years ago...
And this one, a random tag also published at around the same time... went LOL reading my response to the tag :P
Chris Martin singing "Oh! Take me back to the start..." on the laptop encapsulates the gist of my current feelings...
Take me back to the time when I had not a care in the world beyond the school homework or the impending exams;
when I was ignorant about scourges such as violence, terrorism, caste, religion, politics, dogma, tradition, etc.;
when I was oblivious to my being different from almost all of my friends (in terms of background, upbringing, culture, mindset), and it didn't feel like a curse...
What's preventing these brainy scientists from inventing a time machine anyway?! :P
Will continue this rambling later... cioa!
