Friday Dec 2007This week has been very hectic….started off with me realizing I have a lot to study (don’t ask for what ;-))
On Friday while I’m going to Bombay, I’m toying with the idea of not showing up at Solstice….have hardly slept through the week, have been through a few setbacks and illnesses, and I’m not looking forward to all the early morning buses and flights…
Friday turns out to be one mad day in Bombay….went home, unpacked, got ready for a meeting. Almost reached late (The road to Lands End is so screwed up). After an hour of talking finance, my brain is totally fried, and I almost run out of there. From there to Nanavati Hospital to meet a relative, then to buy a perfume, from there to meet my dear friend M and then my sister’s place, by the time I’m home, I can hardly talk to anyone.
Still have to decide if I should not go, but fall asleep while thinking…have a nightmarish dream at 4 am in the morning.
Finally I fell asleep, after coaxing my hazed out mind that it was just a dream, and by the time I finally started drifting asleep, the irritating alarm rings, bugged I put it on snooze…3ce!!!
Saturday Dec 2007 – Pre Solstice
When I’m late, everything that can and cannot go wrong does!!
So after 3 snoozes, I’m up, groggy eyed and cursing myself for taking morning flights…in the strange workings of the sleepy “looking-for-a-reason-to-sleep” mind, I decide I’ll go if I’m meant to go, and I’ve hit the bed again, when my Dad wakes me up…
Finally I’m up, get ready, pack my bag, and I’m off, about 20 minutes left for the check in counter to close. I leave the house and catch an auto, and halfway to the airport (which is thankfully close to my house) I realize I’ve left my cell phone home. I retrace, and now my dad is really worried when I show up.
So a minute before the counter closes I’m standing there out of breath, and out of sheer cheek, shamelessly asked her if she could upgrade me, while she’s giving me a “where do these people come from” look!!! Well, the Gods finally decided to put their heads together and make Solstice happen for me, her manager walks in, and with an irritated flip of her head, not only allows me in, but I also get to fly Business class!!…Finally a good Omen!!!
Checked in and ‘securitied’, where I meet a batchmate, we spend an hour in delay, and I’m glad Ive got company at the airport and afterwards. Noneventful flight, except that I was trying hard to sleep, but the nice airhostess with the fake smile insisted on me eating food.
Finally Hyderabad airport, and for the first time in a few days, I’m happy I came, as I see the familiar Hyderabad airport around me. So we wait (interminably) for the luggage, and then on the way, my thrill increases as I see the familiar roads, and as I remember the places we’ve gone to, and the times we had a year back…
Finally we arrive at the “Indian School of Business” gate, and I feel the same awe and silent pride I felt when I first entered the somber campus a year back…
Saturday Dec 2007 – Solstice!!!!!!!!
Those beautiful lawns, the same SVs, and the stillness of the ISB afternoon feels so good!!! Everything as is, as if we never left!!!
I reach A’s studio…chit chat for a while, he’s trying to convince me to register… I’m too lazy to go. Finally I’m off, and I almost run into a jog, desperate to see that beautiful atrium. Meet so many batchmates there…a million hugs and how are you doings…some contact number swapping. This is where I try calling "kiddo" and he gives me some hogwash of coming in an hour….several hours and phone calls later I’m still at the atrium, chit chatting with batchmates, and he refuses to show up….I give up waiting, go to A’s place again to freshen up. Chit chat there with A’s wife (A is apparently playing some games in “Bind Unwind” planned for the Alums) for a long time. Then in true "kiddo" style, he calls, 4 hours later, then gets impatient, coz I took half an hour to reach the atrium!!!
We all attend the key note function. In the main key note, I’m suddenly hungry. We slip out of the Q-A and reach CCD. Its nice to see another coffee shop there, I didn’t go even go inside the Sarovar coffee shop, I’ve had enough of veg puffs over there to last a lifetime!!
Go wearing casuals to the Dean’s dinner, it’s a bit embarrassing, most people have turned up in formals. “Network” a bit, then sample (read filch) food off people’s plates, and wines off their glasses ;)
To cut a very very long story short, we end up visiting the SV I stayed in, the LRC, the ACs, and the whole year comes flooding back, all the memories, the studying, partying, chai sessions with friends…I just realized how much I miss it now!!
Finally attended the Indian Ocean Rock concert and the party afterwards, which in ISB tradition(though the current batch has time restrictions!!) went on till dawn.
Sunday and after…
Good things get over fast – like that one year at ISB, and Solstice J
Went for one last look of the ISB campus in the morning…even though my legs were really hurting after the partying…Left the campus with a heavy heart.
Now I’m in office, recuperating from the excesses, still thinking of a lot of things, people and memories…missed a few close friends who couldn’t turn up…glad that a few others did :D
Monday, December 24, 2007
Solstice!!!
Thursday, November 29, 2007
In a haze...
This year just fled by, last December I was in ISB, seems like a lifetime…
I don’t seem to have done much after starting work….maybe a bit of gymming, a bit of partying, and a few movies on the way, and one or two roadtrips…. Nothing that is memorable, or worth recounting. And that kind of makes me wonder what’s the point of working if the work is nothing even a non graduate can’t do, what’s the point of partying if I can’t recount any, what’s the point of working out, if it’s not exciting and fun?
Or am I still missing squash, going on trips with my family, working as a developer where the logic and code design I made was with my neck on the line?
Maybe I am, or I’m sure I am. Need to do something about it, maybe try some adventure sport, or give some high fundo exam....something that will challenge my own beliefs of what I can and can't do
Tuesday, September 25, 2007
I dont seem to have much to write about nowadays in this blog.....I mean I could write about work.....but then that is a dangerous proposition, 'cause I tend to lay the criticism thick, and in my best interests, I need a steady paying job right now :)
I'm also wearing out the cynicism...seem to have too many things to do nowadays, like watching TV, shopping, trying to keep in shape and so on....so the humor is currently at bay....
I have spent almost 4 months in this city already, and my craving for bombay has gotten so strong, that in a few days i think i'll need a chain tying me to stop me from escaping.
Tho there's a lot to do here, and a lotta friends and ...ahem.... relatives......i currently feel the need to contemplate on where my life is going, and when is John Abraham's next movie releasing....
So after i finish brooding on the thing called future, i'll think of a nice post to write....
I'm also wearing out the cynicism...seem to have too many things to do nowadays, like watching TV, shopping, trying to keep in shape and so on....so the humor is currently at bay....
I have spent almost 4 months in this city already, and my craving for bombay has gotten so strong, that in a few days i think i'll need a chain tying me to stop me from escaping.
Tho there's a lot to do here, and a lotta friends and ...ahem.... relatives......i currently feel the need to contemplate on where my life is going, and when is John Abraham's next movie releasing....
So after i finish brooding on the thing called future, i'll think of a nice post to write....
Tuesday, June 12, 2007
Music - finally...
Finally I can listen to music while work...
Its due to my new phone....the Sony Ericsson walkman phone...and nothing beats the sound quality of the radio on this phone....
Im also happy to use the SE interface again, I hated the motorola one. Never using any other brand again, until I actually earn enough to buy the O2 XDA.
So im finally cut off from the outside world even in a place full of noise.....and listening to Alvida at full volume.....now I can work :)))
How I got the new phone:
I lost the Motorola one
Inventory of stuff I lost over the last month:
1. The earphones of the motorola phone(Goa)
2.A fossil wrist watch(Goa) - incidently this is the third wrist watch ive lost in 3 years
3.The motorola phone itself(Bombay) - this is the 2nd phone Ive lost in 6 months
4. The really cute beads necklace i got from Goa(Bombay)
Im getting worse by the day apparently :(((
Its due to my new phone....the Sony Ericsson walkman phone...and nothing beats the sound quality of the radio on this phone....
Im also happy to use the SE interface again, I hated the motorola one. Never using any other brand again, until I actually earn enough to buy the O2 XDA.
So im finally cut off from the outside world even in a place full of noise.....and listening to Alvida at full volume.....now I can work :)))
How I got the new phone:
I lost the Motorola one
Inventory of stuff I lost over the last month:
1. The earphones of the motorola phone(Goa)
2.A fossil wrist watch(Goa) - incidently this is the third wrist watch ive lost in 3 years
3.The motorola phone itself(Bombay) - this is the 2nd phone Ive lost in 6 months
4. The really cute beads necklace i got from Goa(Bombay)
Im getting worse by the day apparently :(((
Thursday, June 07, 2007
Proud to be an Indian...
We can endlessly worry and create riots about :
1. Big B, AB and Ash...in that order
2. Our female stars. No one can can give them a peck and get away with it
3. our glamorous IT industry
4. Who gets what OBC status and reservation benefits(Its a small point to be ignored that it reinforces the Casteism that the government is so valiantly trying to eliminate)
5. Rakhi Sawant's scandals
6. Who will be the next Indian Idol
7. Racial comments against a certain Ms. Shetty
8. Celebrating Jayanti's by loud music
9. Iron statues that need to be protected against desecration, though they r normally protected by taking other people's lives...but lives are a dime a dozen, statues are more expensive.
10. Cricket and BCCI selection, Sania Mirza
We dont care a damn about
1. All the beautiful farms and heritage sites that are razed down to build residential monstroties
2. Global Warming
3. Our golden beaches and mysterious forests and hills. After all what more harm can one more piece of a coke can do? (who cares about forests??Statues-- now those are real important)
4. Lack of funding for any kind of research beneficial to mankind. The same principle of lives being a dime a dozen.
5. Infrastructure and proper roads, after all if bullock carts could manage dirt trails, so can we
6. Corruption
7. Racial comments and sexist comments in work places, after all we are not stars...we are mature enough to handle them
8. Politicians and stars with felony charges
9. Security of the common man in public places and transport, since the police have more important things to do, like provide Z security for corrupt politicians and film stars(who can afford their own security, but still like freebies). bomb blasts in trains are common, whats with the loss of a few dozen lives here and there.
11. Acrobatics, swimming and other obscure sports, no sponsorship, so we dont bother, we are all fine business minded people.
As I always say,
We are proud to be Indian....
1. Big B, AB and Ash...in that order
2. Our female stars. No one can can give them a peck and get away with it
3. our glamorous IT industry
4. Who gets what OBC status and reservation benefits(Its a small point to be ignored that it reinforces the Casteism that the government is so valiantly trying to eliminate)
5. Rakhi Sawant's scandals
6. Who will be the next Indian Idol
7. Racial comments against a certain Ms. Shetty
8. Celebrating Jayanti's by loud music
9. Iron statues that need to be protected against desecration, though they r normally protected by taking other people's lives...but lives are a dime a dozen, statues are more expensive.
10. Cricket and BCCI selection, Sania Mirza
We dont care a damn about
1. All the beautiful farms and heritage sites that are razed down to build residential monstroties
2. Global Warming
3. Our golden beaches and mysterious forests and hills. After all what more harm can one more piece of a coke can do? (who cares about forests??Statues-- now those are real important)
4. Lack of funding for any kind of research beneficial to mankind. The same principle of lives being a dime a dozen.
5. Infrastructure and proper roads, after all if bullock carts could manage dirt trails, so can we
6. Corruption
7. Racial comments and sexist comments in work places, after all we are not stars...we are mature enough to handle them
8. Politicians and stars with felony charges
9. Security of the common man in public places and transport, since the police have more important things to do, like provide Z security for corrupt politicians and film stars(who can afford their own security, but still like freebies). bomb blasts in trains are common, whats with the loss of a few dozen lives here and there.
11. Acrobatics, swimming and other obscure sports, no sponsorship, so we dont bother, we are all fine business minded people.
As I always say,
We are proud to be Indian....
Wednesday, June 06, 2007
Aamhi Puneri :)
And finally im back to work, and back to blogging.....
I have had a lot of really weird and funny experiences in Pune already(in 2 weeks), and Im still trying to get used to the way people think, talk and behave.
Its a cute little city, where fair minded people fairly mind their business, well, most of the times.
It doesnt have the exciting scent and pulse of money as in bombay, so it is more like a chilled out, student life city.
Inspite of the mindbogglingly big IT parks, people still lounge around, generally doing nothing, never in a hurry, and always ready for a prolonged chit chat about life and things and the beauty of the marathi language.
its not all hunky dory though, because sometimes the lazy environment can be a bit frustrating for bombayites like me, who expect food to be banged on the table the second after it is ordered.
Im also a bit frustrated and angry about dealing with slinky brokers who find every other dump a cause for huge brokerage. I sorely miss having a car, because the public transport is really not upto the amount of people and frequency with which they travel.
In any case,Im currently at peace here...and just soaking in the beauty of the perfect clash between the next gen and the old world. Will let y'all know when i stop being amused by it :D
I have had a lot of really weird and funny experiences in Pune already(in 2 weeks), and Im still trying to get used to the way people think, talk and behave.
Its a cute little city, where fair minded people fairly mind their business, well, most of the times.
It doesnt have the exciting scent and pulse of money as in bombay, so it is more like a chilled out, student life city.
Inspite of the mindbogglingly big IT parks, people still lounge around, generally doing nothing, never in a hurry, and always ready for a prolonged chit chat about life and things and the beauty of the marathi language.
its not all hunky dory though, because sometimes the lazy environment can be a bit frustrating for bombayites like me, who expect food to be banged on the table the second after it is ordered.
Im also a bit frustrated and angry about dealing with slinky brokers who find every other dump a cause for huge brokerage. I sorely miss having a car, because the public transport is really not upto the amount of people and frequency with which they travel.
In any case,Im currently at peace here...and just soaking in the beauty of the perfect clash between the next gen and the old world. Will let y'all know when i stop being amused by it :D
Saturday, March 17, 2007
Hear No Evil...
When a person lives in a society,especially a highly electric one called ISB, eternal curiosity about everyone except himself/herself creates or originates something that we all call as gossip.
Ofcourse the main aim of gossip is that it is meant to be heard by the person about whom everyone else is talking about, and this would be achieved with a high level of well wishing and dropping the word in the right ears.
The thing about gossip is that, the target person, when he hears that people are talking about him, might react in a few typical ways. He(she/it) might rave and rant and make it known to whoever gives even half a ear , that it doesnt bother him a bit ....and then go home and rant /rave some more...
Or he might adopt the famous counter attack stance, and start a rumor about every single person he meets that day...
The third type, my favorite type, is the person who strongly believes that 'If you cant beat 'em, join 'em ' , and whole heartedly goes about reinforcing every single rumor...
Well all these are good options....infact they are in increasing order of effectiveness of taking care of those innocuous whisperings, but then most of the people somehow end up doing the fourth and the worst thing that anyone can do.....that is denying them....
The denial mode in most activities of life, like love, hate and rumors, is the worst reaction to anything, and is a vicious cycle....which we can call the curse of the first denial...
So guys and gals, don't deny.....join in the fun......
Ofcourse the main aim of gossip is that it is meant to be heard by the person about whom everyone else is talking about, and this would be achieved with a high level of well wishing and dropping the word in the right ears.
The thing about gossip is that, the target person, when he hears that people are talking about him, might react in a few typical ways. He(she/it) might rave and rant and make it known to whoever gives even half a ear , that it doesnt bother him a bit ....and then go home and rant /rave some more...
Or he might adopt the famous counter attack stance, and start a rumor about every single person he meets that day...
The third type, my favorite type, is the person who strongly believes that 'If you cant beat 'em, join 'em ' , and whole heartedly goes about reinforcing every single rumor...
Well all these are good options....infact they are in increasing order of effectiveness of taking care of those innocuous whisperings, but then most of the people somehow end up doing the fourth and the worst thing that anyone can do.....that is denying them....
The denial mode in most activities of life, like love, hate and rumors, is the worst reaction to anything, and is a vicious cycle....which we can call the curse of the first denial...
So guys and gals, don't deny.....join in the fun......
Insomnia...
I thought I had seen it all in ISB..the stress, the parties..the people....
But I wasnt prepared for my latest affliction.....caused mostly due to lack of stress...
Its 5.30 in the morning, and I cant sleep a wink!!!! I am trying to, since the last 5 hrs!!!!!
We used to pack so much in one day in the earlier terms, that I would be ready to sleep any time, night or day....even on the 5 feet uncomfortably short sofa.....
Ofcourse there are other reasons.....which are barring me from the noble act of a good night's sleep.....and we will definitely not delve into these....
So right now I'm restless, bored and tired of seeing TV and....for the first time....not in the mood to read Hitchhikers'...
I shall be really glad to get some good suggestions....
I've started yawning now....so I guess blog writing helps.....
for me as well as other insomniatics who read it...
happy snoozing....ta
But I wasnt prepared for my latest affliction.....caused mostly due to lack of stress...
Its 5.30 in the morning, and I cant sleep a wink!!!! I am trying to, since the last 5 hrs!!!!!
We used to pack so much in one day in the earlier terms, that I would be ready to sleep any time, night or day....even on the 5 feet uncomfortably short sofa.....
Ofcourse there are other reasons.....which are barring me from the noble act of a good night's sleep.....and we will definitely not delve into these....
So right now I'm restless, bored and tired of seeing TV and....for the first time....not in the mood to read Hitchhikers'...
I shall be really glad to get some good suggestions....
I've started yawning now....so I guess blog writing helps.....
for me as well as other insomniatics who read it...
happy snoozing....ta
Monday, February 26, 2007
The maddest week ever....
Didn't have a ticket....got the ticket at 14:00, had packed an assortment by 14:05, dashed to the airport on Tuesday....
My sister's b'day....didn't want to miss it....hadnt packed relevant clothes, a top here, a half salwar suit there....but what the heck, u can borrow or buy clothes, but celebrating a special person's b'day is just once a year...
Also needed a good break after all my efforts for the placements....believe me....for once I did work hard....well not as hard, but harder than normal :)
and ofcourse, when I go to bombay, I just have to shop....so I shopped....im sure my dad hides a grimace and protectively covers his wallet every time i tell him Im coming to bombay...but wot the heck...u cant go to bombay and not shop....thats an out and out sin,especially when poor me hadnt packed properly!
But, the star of the visit was undoubtedly Kanu....sweet little Kalyani, with a toothless innocent grin that can stop the world in amazement....most of my daily routine involved putting on various faces for her, just to get her to smile....God bless her....
In general a pleasantly hectic trip, but then I have noticed that everything I do(especially if its fun) has a 'but' clause attached....so I ended up with a really bad throat....
Basically right now its very easy to spot me on campus if you dont know me and you are reading this....coz I'll be the only person talking in sign language!!
Didn't have a ticket....got the ticket at 14:00, had packed an assortment by 14:05, dashed to the airport on Tuesday....
My sister's b'day....didn't want to miss it....hadnt packed relevant clothes, a top here, a half salwar suit there....but what the heck, u can borrow or buy clothes, but celebrating a special person's b'day is just once a year...
Also needed a good break after all my efforts for the placements....believe me....for once I did work hard....well not as hard, but harder than normal :)
and ofcourse, when I go to bombay, I just have to shop....so I shopped....im sure my dad hides a grimace and protectively covers his wallet every time i tell him Im coming to bombay...but wot the heck...u cant go to bombay and not shop....thats an out and out sin,especially when poor me hadnt packed properly!
But, the star of the visit was undoubtedly Kanu....sweet little Kalyani, with a toothless innocent grin that can stop the world in amazement....most of my daily routine involved putting on various faces for her, just to get her to smile....God bless her....
In general a pleasantly hectic trip, but then I have noticed that everything I do(especially if its fun) has a 'but' clause attached....so I ended up with a really bad throat....
Basically right now its very easy to spot me on campus if you dont know me and you are reading this....coz I'll be the only person talking in sign language!!
Tuesday, February 06, 2007
of days which will never leave me....
Talked to P yesterday...well I talk to her almost once a week....but yest we went back to our old type of talking....that's basically bitchin' and swapping historical crush infos...
I really miss DJ, those nights where we had all those stay overs at Ps place, where we insisted on singing Titanic at 2 in the night with the wrong lyrics and driving N hysterical...and the crazy blind and not so blind dates...
And ofcourse the absolutely rocking parties in DJ.....where we went with the aim of having a good time and looking(or atleast trying to look) hot.....freaking my dad out in the process....sheesh, I still don't believe we travelled(A and me)to Malad in a BEST bus, looking like that!!!! v stupid but v v memorable :)
The dance sessions with R, and the wicked attempts to drive R's gf insanely jealous...R I wish u hadn't called quits on life so early....it was a shock that I can never get over....
I sooo miss the kickass stuff we did that nice girls arent supposed to do...dancing in the corridors with P, getting almost thrown out of class with RP, the loud raucous comments on the guys in the football team, and ofcourse bunking lectures to go to VJTI....to cheer our team......
and ogle at the other team...
and how can i forget the labs spent on endless cows and bulls, hangman and ragging and constant bickering with V and RK....and the wire fights.....and the senseless flirting with (initials withheld :-) )...
hmmm, long ago....but seems like yesterday...those were the best 4 years of my life till now, and I wudn't have it any different......
I really miss DJ, those nights where we had all those stay overs at Ps place, where we insisted on singing Titanic at 2 in the night with the wrong lyrics and driving N hysterical...and the crazy blind and not so blind dates...
And ofcourse the absolutely rocking parties in DJ.....where we went with the aim of having a good time and looking(or atleast trying to look) hot.....freaking my dad out in the process....sheesh, I still don't believe we travelled(A and me)to Malad in a BEST bus, looking like that!!!! v stupid but v v memorable :)
The dance sessions with R, and the wicked attempts to drive R's gf insanely jealous...R I wish u hadn't called quits on life so early....it was a shock that I can never get over....
I sooo miss the kickass stuff we did that nice girls arent supposed to do...dancing in the corridors with P, getting almost thrown out of class with RP, the loud raucous comments on the guys in the football team, and ofcourse bunking lectures to go to VJTI....to cheer our team......
and ogle at the other team...
and how can i forget the labs spent on endless cows and bulls, hangman and ragging and constant bickering with V and RK....and the wire fights.....and the senseless flirting with (initials withheld :-) )...
hmmm, long ago....but seems like yesterday...those were the best 4 years of my life till now, and I wudn't have it any different......
Wednesday, January 24, 2007
Placements and other stuff...
Its placement season, so how could I resist writing about it?
Paranoia has set on campus, and you can see instances of people losing their minds and giving up on prep for one whole minute, or sometimes 2, depending on the level of stress and madness...
But if you give up on prep for more than that, you will see horrified faces around slowly shaking their heads in deep disapproval..trying to say that even God cannot forgive the sin of not prep'ing'.
Ofcourse there are the really smart ones too, who just need to prep in order to prove that they jumped from the helicopter to save a wild boar from the jaws of a tiger in the wilds of Africa(as stated on the resume).
Resume reminds me of Action words.These are small ominous words which are supposed to spice up the recruiter's life by making him laugh and hence get you a chance of being called. Like this:
'Awarded' the award, or 'researched' the research paper, though it gets sticky when you feel like mentioning that you went rafting....and end up with something like ' drowned the raft and being a team player, drowned all the people too'...
Which leads to the fact that all 400+ people on campus are team players and have amazing team spirit....we would love to request the recruiters to interview us in teams too...that way we perform 'best', though ofcourse sucking up to the recruiter is a solo activity much to our displeasure....but we do what we have to do....
Another phenomenon, the PPTs....where people ask really tactful questions like 'what if A acquires you...?' or 'I dont think you are valuing your acquisitons properly?'or better still, 'Y are attrition rates so high in your company?'...Ahh...the intelligence of mankind...
Exciting times ahead, and things are just getting better and illuminating by the minute....now only if I could get Him to forgive me for wasting time on the blog instead of prep...
Paranoia has set on campus, and you can see instances of people losing their minds and giving up on prep for one whole minute, or sometimes 2, depending on the level of stress and madness...
But if you give up on prep for more than that, you will see horrified faces around slowly shaking their heads in deep disapproval..trying to say that even God cannot forgive the sin of not prep'ing'.
Ofcourse there are the really smart ones too, who just need to prep in order to prove that they jumped from the helicopter to save a wild boar from the jaws of a tiger in the wilds of Africa(as stated on the resume).
Resume reminds me of Action words.These are small ominous words which are supposed to spice up the recruiter's life by making him laugh and hence get you a chance of being called. Like this:
'Awarded' the award, or 'researched' the research paper, though it gets sticky when you feel like mentioning that you went rafting....and end up with something like ' drowned the raft and being a team player, drowned all the people too'...
Which leads to the fact that all 400+ people on campus are team players and have amazing team spirit....we would love to request the recruiters to interview us in teams too...that way we perform 'best', though ofcourse sucking up to the recruiter is a solo activity much to our displeasure....but we do what we have to do....
Another phenomenon, the PPTs....where people ask really tactful questions like 'what if A acquires you...?' or 'I dont think you are valuing your acquisitons properly?'or better still, 'Y are attrition rates so high in your company?'...Ahh...the intelligence of mankind...
Exciting times ahead, and things are just getting better and illuminating by the minute....now only if I could get Him to forgive me for wasting time on the blog instead of prep...
Thursday, January 18, 2007
Travel blues
I hate travelling especially by air and rail (and road if someone else is driving), though I love seeing new places...
Someone please invent those sci fi zap rays soon....I forget wot they are called....teletransporting or something...
Someone please invent those sci fi zap rays soon....I forget wot they are called....teletransporting or something...
Tuesday, January 16, 2007
Mixed feelings...
Had been to mumbai for a quick visit ...1 day to be exact...
Its so funny that I love both ISB and Mumbai, but every time I leave Mumbai, I feel an unexplicable sadness, as if I'm leaving it forever...or am I? It gets more and more difficult leaving Mumbai for ISB every time...and now my niece is not making it any easier...
I wonder if I will ever feel the same tinge of sorrow when term 8 finally ends? I sure hope so...because it has come to mean a lot to me...
Its so funny that I love both ISB and Mumbai, but every time I leave Mumbai, I feel an unexplicable sadness, as if I'm leaving it forever...or am I? It gets more and more difficult leaving Mumbai for ISB every time...and now my niece is not making it any easier...
I wonder if I will ever feel the same tinge of sorrow when term 8 finally ends? I sure hope so...because it has come to mean a lot to me...
Friday, January 12, 2007
Days that give a warm feeling..
Like today...inspite of the madness of placements, I feel totally happy and on top of the world(cliched but still..)
Yesterday night's call has made all the difference between 'being' and 'being totally purely happy'..
Congrats to my sister and jeeju....and to me....finally I'm not the youngest any more...
Yesterday night's call has made all the difference between 'being' and 'being totally purely happy'..
Congrats to my sister and jeeju....and to me....finally I'm not the youngest any more...
Sunday, January 07, 2007
Aimless scribbling..
Had a really relaxed weekend after the submission and exam madness...
Did absolutely nothing other than sleep and watch TV, went almost mindless watching really crappy Hindi movies...
Hm, I could and should have gone to Mumbai...I wanted to, but I don't know why I didn't. Well I do know why I didn't, but that is beyond the point of this post.
The point of this post,is that....hmm, actually there is none, but it seems like a good thing to write down. Makes blogging feel like an important activity.
I think I'm tired of the weekend, doing absolutely nothing is not my style. Which also reminds me that I would love to go to Mumbai and do something worthwhile, but this seems like a circle of good reason, which I broke by staying here, and writing nonsense on my blog.
I could delete this post, but I won't, because it's posts like these which give me the pleasure of seeing people tear their hair out...
Did absolutely nothing other than sleep and watch TV, went almost mindless watching really crappy Hindi movies...
Hm, I could and should have gone to Mumbai...I wanted to, but I don't know why I didn't. Well I do know why I didn't, but that is beyond the point of this post.
The point of this post,is that....hmm, actually there is none, but it seems like a good thing to write down. Makes blogging feel like an important activity.
I think I'm tired of the weekend, doing absolutely nothing is not my style. Which also reminds me that I would love to go to Mumbai and do something worthwhile, but this seems like a circle of good reason, which I broke by staying here, and writing nonsense on my blog.
I could delete this post, but I won't, because it's posts like these which give me the pleasure of seeing people tear their hair out...
Thursday, January 04, 2007
New Year....New Tidings...
It's new year...2007 and I dont feel too different..So what did I exactly party about?
Maybe the fact that finally the torturous never ending 2006 was finally over, and hope that the change in digit from 6 to 7 would actually bring something atleast resembling good luck..
Normally each year has ups and downs, but '06 was the only year where I went so downhill, that it is hilarious. A lot of stuff I'd rather not say(to keep the reader from comitting suicide) happened and in general I was waiting endlessly for December...
Well as things go, come december and I was finally hopeful that the saga of my endless accelerated drive down the slope was finally braking to a halt, when someone up there decided that No, she needs one more tiny reminder about her year being crappy...and on 30th december, when I was so close to stepping into a bright sunny year, someone flicked my beautiful newly replaced(the replaced thing is another story altogether) mobile phone....and I spent one entire harrowing day trying to get myself into the elite circle of mobile people again.
Well, whats the point of this post....nothing, except that though the incident is nothing compared to what's been going on in '06... it's significance is what matters....after all someone else had the Last Laugh....
Maybe the fact that finally the torturous never ending 2006 was finally over, and hope that the change in digit from 6 to 7 would actually bring something atleast resembling good luck..
Normally each year has ups and downs, but '06 was the only year where I went so downhill, that it is hilarious. A lot of stuff I'd rather not say(to keep the reader from comitting suicide) happened and in general I was waiting endlessly for December...
Well as things go, come december and I was finally hopeful that the saga of my endless accelerated drive down the slope was finally braking to a halt, when someone up there decided that No, she needs one more tiny reminder about her year being crappy...and on 30th december, when I was so close to stepping into a bright sunny year, someone flicked my beautiful newly replaced(the replaced thing is another story altogether) mobile phone....and I spent one entire harrowing day trying to get myself into the elite circle of mobile people again.
Well, whats the point of this post....nothing, except that though the incident is nothing compared to what's been going on in '06... it's significance is what matters....after all someone else had the Last Laugh....
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