–Exam Season–

I bet everyone have had this dream once in their life when they find themselves writing a test which they no longer need to give….I had one such recently..I was back to 12th standard and was giving Hindi test. Apparently there was a translation of a poem which I had never heard off and I had to translate it (it was in a Hindi dialect). The worst bit was that the dream continued and I perfectly recall that I had maths next and had not studied even a bit..by this time I woke up..Hindi is one thing, Maths quite another..

I have had these dreams many times but I suppose this time it happened because there is something about this weather. Its been quite a while since I took exams in March  (don’t want to put it years now ) but the climate, the wind during this month simply reminds me of exams and then the awaited holiday. Although now all I hear is financial year ending..it just sucks..it was so awesome that each year we had those wonderful 3 months holidays and before that anticipation of those 3 months (we never had any classes during summer). 

Growing up isn’t easy, I knew it, but the dream reminded me once again how I miss my school and that time, even the “Exam season”

~ Happy Diwali ~

Its been too long since I posted something and so I have many topics which I can write about but since its Diwali today, well this one is about Diwali….

So Diwali…ate good food, made Rangoli and had fun, the usual I guess; although first time with my in laws. However that’s another story

For me the difference in this Diwali and the many (unfortunately many :s) others which have followed before, was that this time I truly participated in the celebrations despite being alone for most of the day! I suppose this being alone made all the difference…I have realized for the first time the importance of any festival and the celebration which follows. I have always hated festivals mostly because its meeting more people and smiling fake smiles, always loved the food but wanted it without the fuss. But since I was alone this year and no one around me to create the enthusiasm, I realized I missed it. Though never really participating in things I do enjoy the zeal which any Indian festival seems to be surrounded with. Its certainly not about religion, I am unsure if its culture either, why we celebrate these countless festivals is because we want a way out of the monotony and yes it gets monotonous, really!

Festivals are a good way for everyone to enjoy. They do have their problems but I suppose they bring color to life from time to time. Not everyone can find reasons to celebrate all through the year. Imagine a year when you don’t get married, promoted, you don’t pass-out or get awarded and you also don’t win a lottery; you therefore have no reason to celebrate except your birthday and trust me birthday’s are not fun after a certain age (:S :S :S)

I suppose that’s when Diwali seems important. That’s why festivals has been celebrated from centuries, don’t know if we really recall the coming back of Lord Ram anymore!!!

So hope everyone had a great today!

A small picture :)

Everyday I think about writing something and then get too lazy to do so…I hope I am not alone in this but everyday I observe something which needs to be thought about and sometimes even talked about….Anyways so this particular incident which I am about to describe happened in a bus on my way to college. It was very crowded and everyone was desperate for a seat including me, fortunately I got one and was genuinely relieved although I didn’t acknowledge it visibly at all. Later a few other people boarded the bus, these people seemed to be from the so called BOP section of society, a little uneducated perhaps, they were smiling ear to ear on getting the same seat…i knew how it felt like having undergone the same feeling a few minutes back but somehow I failed to show it or even enjoy it. I don’t know from where and how I have developed these false habit of holding back my emotions which at that moment I felt to be completely useless. I don’t know if my education or the pretentiousness of sophistication has done it. I mean these small things of daily life if acknowledged properly are immense source of happiness; aren’t they not? I am sure most people feel delighted to find a 100 rupee note in an old jeans or when someone drops out of the payment queue in the grocery shop, but just we are so busy looking for the “big” things in life that these “small” things absolutely fail to make the day livelier. I always wonder when I look at kids playing with utensils, I suppose for quite long they enjoy making noise with those more than anything else in the world. Aren’t those happy times? In fact I still recall when I got the “second in class batch” in some unit test once during my school days, I don’t remember the test or the class, but I was extremely happy that time or so I remember. It was so very important to me. I was so happy for something that doesn’t matter at all in the big picture and it usually is like this; things which don’t really matter in the long run can keep you happy or going all through the day, except that some of us develop this nasty habit of ignoring them completely. I understand there is a bigger picture but then these trailers aren’t bad, are they? Well, I have decided to enjoy them, I hope I am able to…

Love you, aai :)

I wanted to write this from a long time now; ever since my parents visited me last November. I think a relationship blogs our perspective and raises expectation so much that we sometimes fail to see the person hidden behind the relation. We have an idea of a mother, a father, a brother, a husband, a sister and so on; and we either idealize them for what they do or criticize them for what they don’t, failing mostly to appreciate their qualities and ignore their drawbacks at the same time. At least I felt the lost appreciation bit very strongly. Though I am writing this today because it is my mother’s birthday today and I was desperately trying to find a good greeting card and didn’t get the right one so instead decided to write something about her today, something good

My mother is an excellent mother as most or rather all mothers are almost all of the time. I don’t think she is a perfect person as most cards said as no person in the world probably is “perfect”. She might have her share of drawbacks, issues, problems and skills which make her as imperfect as anybody else. Once I was discussing with my friends and one of them raised an excellent point saying that it’s even new for mothers to have 25 year old daughters, they might be old but it’s a new experience for them as well. Just that their age has taught them better to cope with it then ours.

So coming back to the appreciation bit…………………… My mother is a superbly enthusiastic lady; I probably have noticed it most because I am totally unlike her. We went to this place called “Ramoji film city” in Hyderabad and seriously I should have recorded her there. She had all the sort of pains in walking etc. but the way she wanted to see each and everything available was really worth learning. Some may call it being overly materialistic, I myself don’t see the fun in doing it but if she is passionate about movies, travelling, she proved it there. Not only during sightseeing, for the entire trip she never lost her zeal. I don’t say she doesn’t complain but that doesn’t make her lose interest in experiencing new stuff at all. I think for the first time in her life at my place, she cooked on a single burner, using some five odd utensils and though she probably would not like to relive it but she definitely didn’t lose her interest in cooking and made everything possible and impossible with that one burner and 5 utensils. I hardly find that in ladies her age. Most of them adopt a routine which is boring, not my Aai. She is as interested in having fun as she was 20 years back. I don’t say it doesn’t have side effects on health etc. but if I even have 10% of the enthusiasm that she has for things I would make the crowd around me 50 times happier.

I realized it more so when she invited all my friends home at Bangalore. I did help her (my father helps her too, I would write a post about him sometime, I think it would be shorter, we fight less) but seriously at her age I wouldn’t dare organize a feast like that especially with that kind of wholeheartedness. I am a late born; she practically started raising me after my brother had graduated, so it was repeating the entire process all over again. Honestly and this is definitely not out of love but I never once felt the age gap. I never felt at absolutely any point that I am devoid of attention, devotion and care in any respect, not once. All my birthdays were celebrated with great fervor; she was as open to my friends as she was to my brother’s friends. I never felt the generation gap in the least. In fact I feel I am more close to my mother, more bonded and more of a friend that most people I know. She changed so much for me. She is ‘that’ fantastic in this department.

There definitely are a lot of other things I love about her but more for next time perhaps. Just to add one last thing, I would one day learn to whistle the way she does (sadly not much these days), it simply is awesome!!!!

Anyways all I wanted to say was that I love my mother and now after I have started observing her as a person I have started liking her more. Although this doesn’t change the fact that we will keep fighting and that we both won’t have our share of complains. (I sometimes feel she likes fighting with me, breaks the monotony).

Love you Aai, a lot!!!!

Hope she has a great birthday! Wish I could be with her…..next year I hope….……….:)

Sports???

I have never understood any sport. I don’t like to play and so I hardly like to watch. I just was reminded about this recently because of the “cricket fever” going on in the country. I admire that we play well. I love it when India wins, I even celebrate it along with other people. Its superb how some people are dedicated through out their life, interesting to observe their passion about the game. But what I don’t understand is the fact that how can you leave your important activities for something which is going to end in a day? Does a loose or a win effect a common man’s life in anyway? Well, that is to say if he is not betting. Its after all a game and someone will win, why should you be so hooked on to it?

Mostly I leave the matter thinking that I don’t understand sports in general and so cannot relate to it. But still I always find myself clueless that how can your important daily activities be affected by a bunch of people whose sole activity in life is playing. I mean that’s what they do, they are making money out of it, they have most dedicatedly made a position in life and you leave all your dedication for watching them. Wow really!

We are nobody, they are already somebody and yet we get glued to our seats, forgetting everything….cant we ever learn something else from players, something which would be a little useful to us. Advertisers make money, players make money, authorities make money and what do we get? Entertainment that too not at our convenience. Match might come late at night, might affect studies but who cares, its entertaining right?

All this may come as rubbish and I know I will be highly criticized by the fans of the sports but this is what I feel. If you want to really learn anything from Sachin, learn his dedication, determination to excel in what he does don’t just see him play!!! I don’t mind a watching a game when you have nothing else to do but watching it at the expense of responsibilities is beyond me! However hard I am criticized I will still hold this opinion!

{Air}tel’s story!

I never though that a company as big as Airtel cannot make a website that has cross browser compatibility. If you don’t know yet guys, the official airtel website runs only on internet explorer, nowhere else. So please don’t break your heads unlike me trying to open it on Chrome. By the way this fact came from their own customer care executive and my good old friends ofcourse so don’t blame me if your mozilla starts responding.

Now why the hell did I want to open their site? Simply to view their broadband plans, which I could not manage. Ok fine, I though lets contact them using their so called customer care number, I dialed the toll free number and guess what it got picked up!! I must give them credit for that at least. But what’s the point of that if you have an “idiot” on the other side? The guy who picked up kept asking me 10 times my name, then my initial despite my telling him 5 times that I am not an existing customer and repeating the alphabets for the remaining 5!!!

I still did not loose my spirit, I somehow managed to find another Bangalore number (by this time something had worked in the site) and called. Well all I can say is at least this time he was not a complete fool and managed to give me some information on promting.

Whats more?? I thought I will lodge a complaint against all this but i never found any email address. What it gives you is a list of postal address assuming that an unknown person would reach the destination without an issue. I suppose they were trying to say “Ofcourse you can google the phone number or the route!!!”

No clue where all this information is hidden, probably they could not afford a good website due to the heavy makeover they went for. People working on logo is fine but give us some service too, please! Anyways, I like Airtel’s “internet” but don’t think I can ever have it using the “internet.”

just thinking

its sometimes difficult to accept the truth. you want to admit a fact but somehow your mind or your heart or both keep telling you not to. i wonder how the world would be if people could confess what they feel, exactly how they felt it. i have often faced a situation where in i know that admitting something, however unconventional that might be would be far better than keeping it inside but i restrained myself mostly because of emotions and relationships. i feel it odd sometimes, this hiding thing and why i do it. i have always believed that truth in the long run is better than lies still i hide behind them. it perhaps is more convenient to do that but then sometimes its just that you also don’t know what to do or what you are feeling, that’s the worst bit. what will i confess and to whom when i myself am not sure of what i want? and is it good to tell others about this transitions? it’s not always good that i know from experience, people call it changing opinions but then that’s what they are, but isn’t it normal to change them by experience or by some realizations? you don’t like chocolate or strawberry all through your life? i don’t know what and how people will react when i tell them my honest opinions about them, about me and about us. i think most of them will be angry, though they should not be. i think everyone is aware about how the other person feels about them, they just don’t want to accept and therefore they give them the benefit of doubt to make their life simpler, but then is it right?

anyways i have wondered about this for long in vain but the topic keeps coming back to me…that’s why thought to write it somewhere.