Is this place still haunted?
Planning to be back....
A life marked with experiences, memories, treasured friendships & relationship with myself and people who matter to me!
Well, after 3 years of constant blogging I have finally decided to draw the curtains at 'Musings of Life'
Life has been very kind to me lately.
I am now in a different state of mind altogether. No matter how much I tried, could not get myself to write with that flair with what I used to earlier.
Although, I continue to evolve, blogger does not:P
So with whatever I could share on here I did.
Currently, things are stable, people less annoying and I am basking in the glory of my newly acquired status in life..:)
Not that I wont write ever again..It is just that this wont be the place:)
For all those, who have been with me for this long..A big hug for you..and yeah!! you can still leave comments on this space and if you are anonymously reading this space, feel free to leave your e-mail address, so I can end you the link of my new blog whenever that comes to existence!
Like they say, "When one door of happiness closes, another one's upon up". So now am setting up on discovering new vistas.
It was fun while it lasted.
And hope I linger on your memory atleast for a while if not longer:)
|No matter how much we try, we can never like everyone equally.|
Its a different thing that we never even consciously try either.
Each one holds a different place in different compartments of our hearts.
But, can we really HATE someone? As far as I am concerned I either end up liking people or disliking them. In some really rare cases, I generally hold a middle ground wherein, I think its best not to opine. As a human being, we all form certain opinions about people, our friends and people with whom we connect on a general level. And most of the times, the opinions that we form are based on our personal experiences with those people. Sometimes, we judge prematurely without realizing that the way the individual has behaved or behaves is probably because of some prior experiences which make him behave the way he does. In other instances, his behavior might be attributed to his inherent personality such that some kinda innate pleasure is sought by belittling someone.
Well, whatever it is. I believe life is too short for giving someone so much importance. After all "hate" is an extreme behavior and am glad I never have had the experience of disliking someone to such extremes.
People may irritate you, they may annoy you, they may get onto your nerves, but they certainly never deserve to be a recipient of such a negative emotion.
Just like the "Sunscreen" puts it, "Remember the compliments you receive, forget the insults":)
I abide by that!!
Finally, it is happening to me:-)
This blog has seen me when I was single, when I ran into some wierd people and some nice people whom I could not marry:P, when I talked about my crushy-days..and today it will see me talk about my "wedding-days":)
Despite considering myself quite a romantic at heart, I somehow never could place that one person who would be with me, tolerate me:P, stay committed to me and marry me!
Guess finally the day has come into being, when I would be marrying that one person who has been there with me through thick and thin for 2 years!!
Much to my surprise and to my happiness. Coz it has happened at a time when I least expected it to. So much so that, many of my friends are yet to know about it. But, I guess for friends who mean well, it does not matter how the news is communicated. So for all my friends to whom I am yet to disclose this, consider this as the most personal form of invitation:-) Hopefully, people would take it at that, and not coz I was being superstitious about 'some buri nazar or crap like that' [Yes, there still some people exist in this century who believe in such notions as I hear]
Finally, the year 2008, won't be left under much speculation. About who-what-where and if's in my life which was always a big "?"for several years now:-)
The ring came a full circle.
The circle of trust.
Today, this friend of mine posted some classic advertisments on her orkut profile from the yesteryears.
These included some of the ads that still linger fresh in my mind even after a decade or so.
And some of these had the title song of old teleserials aired on the obsolete Doordarshan.
All in the 80's era..As I type these names, it takes me back to those pleasant Sunday Mornings. When each week was spent awaiting these teleserials, when every kid used to be glued in front of those TV sets which did not have remote controls:)
I still recollect the time when Ramayan was being aired on TV and people used to think that sakshaat "Ram" bhagwan was in front of us. In fact, it is so funny that my dad got a color TV so that the "bow and arrow" war could be best seen:O
Yep, such were the days. My memory jogs down the fast lane to that Ground Floor flat that I lived in at Kalyan.
All those events come in front of my eyes like a collage.
Me waking up at 7 AM on Sunday to catch up on 'Rangoli' a serial that was telecast to air the 'recent film songs' at that time.
Followed by 'Fairy Tale Theatre" with all the beautiful princesses and awful goblins.
Interspered with reading the newspapers. Especially the Sunday magazine with crossword puzzles, Jumbled words and cartoon strips.
With mom making hot tea and a breakfast of poha, sabudana khichdi, dosa and regular things that now are 'comfort foods' for me:-)
At sharp 9 AM, it would be time for either 'Mahabharat' or 'Ramayan'. 1 hour when there was pin drop silence at our place. When the entire neighborhood would be found in front of the TV.
Then would be time for 'Ducktales', in midst of inviting frowns from my mom who totally got irritated at the duck quacks:D and moreso because all this meant that she would have to chase me and my sister to get a shower:))
At noon, the family would eagerly wait for Bournvita Quiz Contest (in late 90's of course).
The morning TV marathon would then culiminate into leisurely meals. Since both our parents were working, Sunday would be the day where everyone were "at home":)
Afternoon naps, tea time conversations were big!
Evenings would be spent knocking at all the doors of Building # 2, collecting people and going to the Terrace. Never having to worry about calling in for appointments with friends.
After playing all the dumbest kinda games, we would hear the frantic callings from anxious parents wondering what pranks we were upto.
We would go home only past dinner time and inviting stares from mom after we revealed that we just had 2 plates of "Paani Puri" from the 'Bhaiyya' outside the gate:P
Then we would depart to the dreamland with a satisfied tummy, clear conscience and contented mind:)
Those were the days, when life was indeed good. Even now when I look at it, the entire scenes come in from of my eyes as of I just lived those moments few days back. As if they are frozen in time for me to see them with rose tinted glasses. The TV channels might have become thing of past. The programs may have changed. People's idea of fun and family time would have changed. But, the terrace still exists and kids still play and I still retain most of what I cherished at that time.
And somewhere in our hearts we still have that kid, whose eyes light up by seeing some things that bought cheer then:)
After all, "Is rang badaltee duniya mein, kya tera hai kya mera hai" Holds true even now:D
And what a better day, I could ask for..in 2 years of my existence in Blogworld, this post marks the 200th one :)
|Finally, bhagwan ne meree sun lee;)|
The ranting from my yesterday's post got answered.
They say big surprises come in small packages. For me, the this small package was in form of a YES from my boss!!!!!
I can finally take 4 weeks off to India:):):):):)
It's pretty hard to tell what does bring happiness. Poverty and wealth have both failed.
~Frank McKinney "Kin" Hubbard
Exactly, what I feel..A small three letter word can change how you felt yesterday and how you feel today!!
I can finally relax. So much anxiety got quailed in fraction of minutes that I was there!!
Sometimes most of our fears are uncalled for. But we worry anyways. Mentally, I had made plans what to do if he refuses. Some wierd thoughts that creeped my mind were to complain to the Dean of Grad School and what not:P Glad I dint have to do any of those:P:P
Above all, my brain can go on an HOLIDAY too:D
|Its the Holiday season.|
Almost everyone that I know have plans.
Not that am regretting not having any, coz in my brief stint in the US of A, I have always been superbusy around the Christmas time:P
For travelling, I have rest of the year but during Christmas time I have "deadlines" to meet:))
Although, I have no grant deadline this year (finally)! I believe the "thought of being able to go to India in Jan" will assure that I will probably be working all of Christmas.
For the moment its just these "thoughts" that make me excited as well as super nervous.
The last trip I made home was in July 2005.
In an "ideal" world, I would have loved to go home every year but since thats a distant possibility, going once every two years should be possible.
But, when was the last time what I planned actually worked out, eh:P
In fact, I think am one of the worst planners one can ever come across.
Everything (almost) that I do is spontaneous. My weekend plannings have been that way and I very rarely book my flight tickets months in advance.
I really am in awe of few people who have their entire vacations chalked out so well:-)
So now, eventhough I deserve one vacation, I have been into a lot of anxiety lately.
Precisely coz of HIM. Every Indian goes through this big agony of breaking the news to his/her boss when it comes to a TRIP TO INDIA!!
For them, its 4 weeks of labour lost. For us it is 2 years of family waiting for us.
For us it is 30 days of pure and joyful moments in 700 days when we dont have to worry about how we look, what time we got up, when we should go to bed. About how we don't have to cook for days in advance. It is about spending time with people who have helped you in realizing your dreams. It is about friends with whom you have nurtured ambitions and whom you have left behind. It is about spending a part of your life with people who matter the most.
Anyway, when it comes to Professional life seldom are people lucky and who would hear their boss say "You have slogged for all this long. Perhaps time for you to rest a bit"
As one gazal goes:
"kabhi kisi ko mukammal jahan nahin milta
kahin zameen to kahin aasman nahin milta"
[Loosely translated, it means none gets best of both the worlds. At times we miss the land and at few other times we miss the sky]
Guess, am atleast lucky that I am quite at peace with my personal life which gives me immense strength to handle the stressful profession that I chose.
For the moment, let me just bolster my morale and shoot the question to him:-)