That is exactly what is happening in life now- ':'
Life's at the cusp of change, and it might just happen. I'm going to Pune tomorrow for my finals, my folks have accepted the fact that I am going for the Interview, not that I will go and live away from them for 2 years.
There have been a lot of things that have re-happened in a long, long time recently. One was the trip that I mentioned in the last post. Today, it was something that would look so mundane and ordinary to you that it would shock you the same way it did to me today, and since I was on the net, preparing for my Holy Grail that takes place this Tuesday, I felt the need to "express" myself.
Today, this morning, about 30 minutes ago, all 4 members of my family said Good Morning to each other. My brother and me took blessings from our parents, as we used to, in another life, every day of our lives.
Its another thing, that the last time I can recall this happening was over 5 years ago, a time when both of us used to be up before my Mom left for School (She's a teacher), and my dad used to scold us for sleeping past 8:30 in the morning, since he had been up at 5:30, reading pink financial papers and gesticulating in general.
Weekends have been more productive lately, and as McDonalds puts it- I'm Loving it!
Sunday, February 25
Monday, February 19
A respite... A reprise..
The last weekend was as special as they get in their own right.. I got two consecutive leaves, when I did not have anything else taking up my time. Got my folks together to go for a movie, but we ended up in Vrindavan, a little hamlet 180 kms from Delhi, where Lord Krishna was born and brought up.
Some years ago, after the wonderful school life and before the interminable call centers happened, I used to visit this wonderful place once a fortnight. It made good sense, coupling a great drive on one of the best highways in India, with my idea of easily accessible spirituality. I did this enough times over the years to make some sort of a ritual.
Well, so this time, 'twas good fun. For the 1st time in atleast 5 years, all 4 of us from the family ventured out together.
I got that feeling that you get when you read somewhere that breathing deep, makes you feel saner (tried that now, didn't you?) It was good fun which eventually ended with us spending the night with relatives in Agra, another yesteryear destination oft visited.
I'm flying this next Monday for the 1st time in my life... Should be good fun.. What say?
Tuesday, February 13
Pulse
How does it feel to be a part of a sublime set of happenings?
Days are becoming like clones these days... Go to office, share that lunch with colleagues along with a few laughs, then lug someone across the road in freezing temperature to have that submarine sandwich, coming back home, sleeping and then waking up (again???) It's a new day already. Just another one..
Really looking forward to one of those dark days again, when my heart is in a vice like grip, My breath is constricted, when all I can think of is the days gone by. For now, too happy and gay to be going there. Life's smooth and taking up too much of my time for me to sit back and brood... But then, when you know that one day you will and have to come back to where things are, you want to do that often enough.
No preps for the Admissions so far, god knows what am I waiting for.
Procrastination is my second-most favorite activity, next to Retrospect.
A little weep for my fave photographer Maryanne, who's had the most amazing kind of photos out there.. AND has taken all of them off. Dunno if any of you've seen her work... tis' right up there, in the stratosphere. She's taken them all off. Yes, I know I just said that twice. Move on. Next Paragraph.
Finally have learnt how to make links of things, so you'll be looking at myriad things.. Another thing, let's have the comments come in now.. Wanna know if someone's looking at this piece.
Days are becoming like clones these days... Go to office, share that lunch with colleagues along with a few laughs, then lug someone across the road in freezing temperature to have that submarine sandwich, coming back home, sleeping and then waking up (again???) It's a new day already. Just another one..
Really looking forward to one of those dark days again, when my heart is in a vice like grip, My breath is constricted, when all I can think of is the days gone by. For now, too happy and gay to be going there. Life's smooth and taking up too much of my time for me to sit back and brood... But then, when you know that one day you will and have to come back to where things are, you want to do that often enough.
No preps for the Admissions so far, god knows what am I waiting for.
Procrastination is my second-most favorite activity, next to Retrospect.
A little weep for my fave photographer Maryanne, who's had the most amazing kind of photos out there.. AND has taken all of them off. Dunno if any of you've seen her work... tis' right up there, in the stratosphere. She's taken them all off. Yes, I know I just said that twice. Move on. Next Paragraph.
Finally have learnt how to make links of things, so you'll be looking at myriad things.. Another thing, let's have the comments come in now.. Wanna know if someone's looking at this piece.
Thursday, February 8
Time, and the way it'll travel
Its been a long while coming, the last two posts that I wrote, were somehow sacrificed at the altar of a semi-freak computer, they just vanished in thin air... just like my sleep..
Now, I have a question, how many times can you come back here to read about my sleep and the lack of it...
People, there's news in life.. I'm going to be flying very soon, as you would remember was a resolution for this year (if your life is compartmentally sad enough to follow my blog religiously.) :-P
I'll be flying to Pune later this month to appear for the "IIIrd and Final Round of Admissions to the Masters in Communication Management at the Symbiosis Institute of Mass Communication" phew... That's a long winded and tepid quote..
The next 1 month will decide if I am able to convert my phenomenal and burst up artistic creativity into visible and visual effects or it remains shrouded in the tenets of this blog. (Some self- satiating gumption I have)
The road is tough but my soul is battle weary, the destination is not destiny itself, but what I make of it. Enough of spending nights handling one crisis after another, enough of travelling LATE at night to office listening to the Radio spew out the same sad tracks, enough of you reading about my willingness to trade this life for something less ordinary.
The Director of the Institute felt I would be frustrated if I joined the Course, and said I might want to think about what I really want to do. Well if I wasn't thinking till then, I am, real hard now.
The choices are rather elaborate and multi faceted as of now...
My dad doesn't want me back in School doing a MCM when the world out there is on to an MBA.. something I think I'll be good if not better at, just if I could conquer the draconian devils of Mathematics in the entrance. Tell me O lords of Mathematics, what use will Permutation, Combination and hypertension be in the big bad world of Business, where I'll always have a target that I'll meet through pure gumption, grit. If you want me to be out there analysing a chart, I'll do so, but I can do that now as well..
I want to get into the course, for the method it approaches, the shape that it'll give to the left side of my brain, for enabling me to do good work, not just recognise it. I can analyse and rip apart any ad, let's see how good can I get at conceptualising it.
Another facet that my family and well-wishers are worried about, is if I go back to studies now, when do I get married?
I'll leave it here.. on this poignant question. Have fun, planning my life.
This morning, had an epiphany, yet again. That I really want to do this thing. I want to write this blog from a dazed out hostel room, alone and away from family for the 1st time in my life, should be good, sadistic fun.
Take care, Have fun, play safe..
Now, I have a question, how many times can you come back here to read about my sleep and the lack of it...
People, there's news in life.. I'm going to be flying very soon, as you would remember was a resolution for this year (if your life is compartmentally sad enough to follow my blog religiously.) :-P
I'll be flying to Pune later this month to appear for the "IIIrd and Final Round of Admissions to the Masters in Communication Management at the Symbiosis Institute of Mass Communication" phew... That's a long winded and tepid quote..
The next 1 month will decide if I am able to convert my phenomenal and burst up artistic creativity into visible and visual effects or it remains shrouded in the tenets of this blog. (Some self- satiating gumption I have)
The road is tough but my soul is battle weary, the destination is not destiny itself, but what I make of it. Enough of spending nights handling one crisis after another, enough of travelling LATE at night to office listening to the Radio spew out the same sad tracks, enough of you reading about my willingness to trade this life for something less ordinary.
The Director of the Institute felt I would be frustrated if I joined the Course, and said I might want to think about what I really want to do. Well if I wasn't thinking till then, I am, real hard now.
The choices are rather elaborate and multi faceted as of now...
My dad doesn't want me back in School doing a MCM when the world out there is on to an MBA.. something I think I'll be good if not better at, just if I could conquer the draconian devils of Mathematics in the entrance. Tell me O lords of Mathematics, what use will Permutation, Combination and hypertension be in the big bad world of Business, where I'll always have a target that I'll meet through pure gumption, grit. If you want me to be out there analysing a chart, I'll do so, but I can do that now as well..
I want to get into the course, for the method it approaches, the shape that it'll give to the left side of my brain, for enabling me to do good work, not just recognise it. I can analyse and rip apart any ad, let's see how good can I get at conceptualising it.
Another facet that my family and well-wishers are worried about, is if I go back to studies now, when do I get married?
I'll leave it here.. on this poignant question. Have fun, planning my life.
This morning, had an epiphany, yet again. That I really want to do this thing. I want to write this blog from a dazed out hostel room, alone and away from family for the 1st time in my life, should be good, sadistic fun.
Take care, Have fun, play safe..
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