Sleepless nights

Given the time now, I think its safe to assume I am suffering from sleep-less-ness. But whatever happens to the same condition in the morning. It gets reversed, I m all sleepy in office.... zzz

Maybe now I am ready to work in the US ... ;)

The day I eloped!

How can my blog be complete without mentioning the very first girl who I liked so much as to remember her to this very day. Yes, the one I met in kindergarten.

The bond we shared was special, and we did our best to keep it at that. Simple things like saving a seat in the rickshaw to school and helping each other with our books was the way we showed that we cared. There's one incident where I remember her fighting with another boy, twice her size, to get up from the seat she saved for me. She used to be the highlight of my weekdays.

It's been such a long time, there are some things that are very fresh in my mind, and then there are some that I can't seem to remember at all.

The one part of our time together that I remember distinctly is the time we spent going to school together, but I don't know if we were in the same class. I have never been able to forget her name, Neha. But as hard as I may try I can't seem to remember her face. I have a faint idea where she used to live (yes I do, no kidding!), I even went to that particular area 10 years later and remembered the house but didn't have the courage to go ask if she still lived there. I guess it's understandable, right? What would I say? How would I even begin to introduce myself? And that too to the girl that I once eloped with!

That's how my parents tell the story where I went to her house and actually invited (and escorted) her to another friend's birthday party. Reason, simple I liked her company and was getting bored so I asked the birthday boy if I could bring her and he said yes! With the required formalities out of the way I went up to Neha's house and convinced her mother to let her go with a 4 year old boy who claimed to know his way around. And voila! we were on our way.

In the meanwhile, someone noticed I was missing and called up my parents. My brother found us strolling hand in hand before we could reach the party. And from that day on the incident is still remembered in my family as the day I eloped with Neha.

With so many years gone by I don't know if she even remembers me today, but this is one memory that I believe I am lucky to have, an important part of me worth remembering.

The bitter sweet journey called ... College!

For 4 long (then, now they seem so short) years, we crib about the one place we would miss for our entire lifetimes.

Back then we cursed everybody, every person that happened to be associated with the institute, to the point that even the thought of attending lectures would evoke strong emotions about the lecturers. Well, we had our reasons then.

The very idea of getting up at 8 AM for an early lecture would elicit the most creative abuses of all. The very thought of nearing exams would send most people into a frenzy to collect notes, rushing to the libraries for issuing books. Interestingly, the same books had been collecting dust throughout the semester but now are all issued! Pure magic!!

The canteen which would serve cockroaches in your "samosas", the hostel mess which really was in a mess!

The room where you spent so much time playing AOE, Counter-strike, etc. even during (especially during) final year end-sems. The same room which was a hole back then but now seems to be so much more secure and cozy.

The long walks after dinner. The hot tea in freezing winter nights. The PJs you just got sick of. The endless leg-pulling that made you tear you hair off. The friends you spent time with. The 'addas' where you used to hang out most often. The missed calls during lectures. .... and the list would just go on.

Just an year later and most people would want all of that back. Yes, there would be exceptions and I feel sorry for them.

There are things that we might regret doing and there will be some that we regret not doing. I personally believe that in our entire lifetimes the most stupid acts of all would have been committed in this time period and it is infact the only time we could have gotten away with them.

Given a chance, would I want to go back and do all of that stuff, maybe in a better way. I guess not, but I would want to remember it all and feel nostalgic once in a while....

Nth True Love

Inspired by the title of an orkut community which I joined very recently, this one is straight out...

To begin with, how many of us really believe (or want to believe) that we understand what love is? The question that has been the most debated, or thought provoking, and yet we dont have a definitive answer to this riddle.

Just to spice it up a little lets drool over the word "crush" for a minute. I myself have used that word more than once, to express my feelings over a period of time. But what does it take for you to say that you actually love someone. Let's do dome research over this. (I actually wont go beyond dictionary.com :P)

crush [kruhsh]
–verb (used with object)
[snip]
15. Informal.
a. an intense but usually short-lived infatuation.
[/snip]



H'mm infatuation ...?

in·fat·u·a·tion [in-fach-oo-ey-shuhn]
–noun
1. the state of being infatuated.
2. the act of infatuating.
3. foolish or all-absorbing passion or an instance of this: a mere infatuation that will not last.
4. the object of a person's infatuation: When I was a kid, my infatuation was stamp collecting.

And now the second most commonly used 4-letter word (shit being the first)


love [luhv] noun, verb, loved, lov·ing.–noun
1. a profoundly tender, passionate affection for another person.
2. a feeling of warm personal attachment or deep affection, as for a parent, child, or friend.

Yes everyone falls in love (to be politically correct). But in reality everybody has had a crush at some point of time in his/her life, some more than once. Do you blame them?! Thanks to the likes of Yash Johar for glamorizing it. And yes in such scenarios it is not just possible, but quite ok to fall "in love" more than once. Unless, of course, till you start falling for every other girl, in which case, "Dude its just you!"

I think falling in love is not something that just happens (as in the Yash Johar epics), but more of self induced. We force ourselves to believe that it is magical to be in love. It is quite natural/normal, and if left it at that, we would realise that falling in love might never even happen for most of us, forget about having N true loves.

So, have I had N true loves? I guess not, but yes maybe N true crushes... and maybe just one true love.

Age of Technology???

I have my reservations about the common conception that today (as of now) we are in the age of technology. I would say we are in the age of conceit, fraud, chicanery, deception, delusion, subterfuge, etcetera, etcetera.

Generally when we appear for interviews the most common question asked is our positives and negatives. When it comes to positives the spice added to our achievements takes them to a different level. The multiplying factor applied to them does not pose a true picture of our deservings.

But do we realize how concieted we are when it comes to negatives. As one of my friends (Bhagi) said we try to convince the interviewer on something that we have not been able to convince ourselves on (I hope you are getting what I mean). The very fact that we underplay our negatives and decorate our achievements, makes us guilty of not being true to ourselves forget about the rest.

Such sham and hollow character is what we sell.

It's not about only interviews but a fact in general. I know people who have used somebody else's hardwork as a ladder for their own success. And they are successful. If we say that everybody has to pay for his actions..... then I'm sorry to say but not everybody does, except for those who have worked hard, when their hardwork is conveyed* to the hardly working. And the hard workers do pay, rather bitterly, for working hard!! That is justice, isn't it? Well, that is exactly how fools should be treated. Who would be a dumb a@@ to work hard himself when there are ways to get credit without working urself.

Well, Forget about technology, it most certainly is the Age of Marketing (or Conceit)!!

Here I'm using the lawyer's meaning of convey.
(From dictionary.com)
con·vey Audio pronunciation of convey ( P ) Pronunciation Key (kn-v)
tr.v. con·veyed, con·vey·ing, con·veys

1. To take or carry from one place to another; transport.
2. To serve as a medium of transmission for; transmit: wires that convey electricity.
3. To communicate or make known; impart: “a look intended to convey sympathetic comprehension” (Saki).
4. Law. To transfer ownership of or title to.
5. Archaic. To steal.

Lets Start Drooling!!

What prompted me to start this blog??

I'd say .....
Like every other person, it would have to be the recent popularity of blogs. Though I have two more blogs that I did start some time back but considering the sheer determination that is required to come back to them in a while, I have had only 2 posts each in them. So, in a way they had been dormant for some while but now are definitely all forgotten.

I hope to keep this one spurting out drools....

Ciao

What's Drooling??

from Dictionary.com

drool ( P )
v. drooled, drool·ing, drools
v. intr.
1. To let saliva run from the mouth; drivel.
2. Informal. To make an extravagant show of appreciation or desire.
3. Informal. To talk nonsense.

v. tr.
4. To let run from the mouth.

n.
5. Saliva.
6. Informal. Senseless talk; drivel.

It's the 3rd meaning I had in mind when i created the blog, not the 1st one (obviously!!).

If you still don't get the idea. Consider the situation where a dog drools over a piece of bone and another one where I drool nonsense. You see it would be a mix of both the 2nd and the 3rd meaning (If i ever get to writing that is).

Wish me luck.