First of all a belated Happy Sanskranti, Lohri and Pongal to everyone. That reminds me of the scene yesterday. Sitting in the balcony we were talking somewhat like “Look at the kids nowadays, they don’t even know how to fly a kite”, “In our time we used to use the same kite again and again by fixing it up with boiled rice”, “Remember how 14th used to be the first day of the year we took bath, that too forcibly”. Conversations were going like this, until a thought struck my mind – “We are talking like oldies”, “Have we grown too old?”…. “Naaaahhhhhhhhh..Never”, my heart corrected me in a second, and gave a few loud poundings to bring me back to the reality.
God works in mysterious ways. Just when I decided to dedicate my free time to doing something productive (for at least a couple of weeks), he decided to send our maid for a holiday. And for what time duration? No points for guessing. A couple of weeks. What I visioned myself doing was making some fancy presentations, doing some R&D on latest technological innovations and polishing my LinkedIn profile. And what it turned out to be? Me doing dishes in the kitchen and debating with my flatmates on where to have dinner. Choices spoil us. When our maid was there, there were no debates like this. She was like “Here is Aaloo Gobhi and Dal for you. Deal with it.”
This one goes back to February 2013 – A bit late for this post though, but as they say “Better late than never”. So there we were. All done with our placements, and it was time to put this Honeymoon period of ours to full use. Goa had been checked off the list and the next stop was this amazing place which has left us with lifetime of memories – Bhutan, The Land of Thunder Dragon.
This was certainly our one final trip before the end of college and it had to be good. Though it didn’t appear so at the start, when our train from Mumbai to Kolkata got delayed by over 12 hours. Take that for a start. 12 hours which we bought out of our “rigorous academic schedule” got wasted just like that. And this was just the start. 12 hours delay meant we also missed our connecting train from Kolkata to New Jalpaiguri. In a hurry, we decided to board a random train with a wait listed ticket. Having traveled in Gomti Express for 4 years during my B.Tech had made sure that no matter what the condition or status of train is, I could survive it with ease. But it was not the same for all of us. A combination of many factors made it a horrible dream.
Men In Blue’s venture in South Africa didn’t exactly go the way they would have planned. A backlash by the fans was imminent. “Ghar me Sher, Baahar Dher”, “Chokers Abroad” type of compliments were on the cards. But much to delight to Dhoni and boys, all this drama back home was pretty toned down. For the first time in so many years, people were not paying full attention to their religion. Maybe because their God was gone. Wall and Dada were no more there. Or may be there was something else which is catching their attention now.
At 9 AM in the morning. Three guys sitting at the Nukkad tea stall. Sipping their cup of tea and giving their expert opinion on politics. No more comments on how Raina could have ducked that short ball or how Ishant was so wrong in pitching the ball up every now and then. Common man of India, of late, has moved from talking about Square Cut to talking about perils of direct democracy. “Why India can’t produce good bowlers” has changed to “Why India can’t produce good politicians”. Continue reading
Back in my childhood, one of the many reasons why I used to look forward to my village trip during the summer holidays was the fact that I got there all kinds of animals to play with. In villages, the animals usually serve the household and trade purpose. But for me, they served the purpose of a play companion. Majority of them were unwilling though, only the dogs used to be friendly enough. But it didn’t matter, I used to get hold of anyone I wanted to play with, whether it wanted to or not (I was a kid, all my needs were taken care of in my Nanihaal 😛 :P)
So among all these animals, everyone had their individual understanding with me. The cows knew I had a chhapati in my hand, when they saw me approaching. “Feed me and then I will ignore you” was their philosophy. I never troubled them much though, courtesy their perfectly shaped sharp horns. Then there were these chickens, for whom I was there no.1 nemesis. Still once I got hold of them, they were helpless and used to give up. Dogs were, as usual, very friendly and shared a special bond with me. Continue reading
So here comes another new year .. I won’t say 2013 flew away in a jiffy .. Neither did it take too long .. It was just perfectly paced 😀 😀
2013 – marked by all those crazy last days of NITIE .. those “eventful” trips with IMPACT 😉 .. new bonds formed (including a few really strong ones) .. and the transition from student to a professional (not literally though, I very well know where to draw lines ;)) ..
Last year was not exactly the best year of my life .. But I would take it with both arms open, it wasn’t even the worst 🙂 ..
2014 – Welcome bro .. We both couldn’t have greeted each other in a more emphatic manner .. You came just at the moment when I was running through one of those purple patches .. One of those highs .. Wish you help me soar even higher .. But even if you don’t, no worries .. We will work out something good .. Like we always do 😀 😀
Happy New Year Fellas .. Live life King Size .. Make resolutions .. Keep mocking others who have made resolutions .. Be awesome .. Be sarcastic .. Reach heights of success .. Make few stupid decisions .. Laugh them away .. Travel around .. Sing and Dance like retards .. Keep worries away .. Enjoy .. And keep flying 😀 😀