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I Found Her!!!

Late… Again late… Man, this had become a habit with me… If my dad knew that I was reaching the Station exactly about 5 mins before scheduled departure, he would give me a piece of his mind for sure. I checked the platform number and ran into the station huffing like a bull. Finding S8, I jumped onto the stairs and pushed through the people, waving away at their families, searching for my seat. A small wave of relief swept through me when I sat down in the window seat allocated to me. Of all the berths in the train, I always liked and preferred the Side Lower Berth as it gave me a kind of freedom. Noticing that the seat before me was empty, I wondered who could be sitting with me through this journey and how they might be. Train journeys always gave me a new experience as I got to meet new people. Sometimes, I tend to ignore everyone if I don’t like them much. But today, I didn’t have a novel and I had lost my earphones recently. Thus, I had no other way to pass my time except
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The Last Night of the Cruise

“Sweetheart! Sweetheart! Come here, quick! I’ve got it!!” “Deep breaths, honey! Deep breaths. I’ll be there as soon as I put down the razor.” “No, faster!! Fine! I’ll come!” And she bounds into the small bathroom almost making me cut myself as I try to shave in the awkward space between the sink and the enamel throne. “Alright, alright! Show me, what you got.” “The Piano Bar!” “A bar? I thought you were looking for places to have dinner!” “We can have dinner before…” She says as she makes a cute pouty face. I rolled my eyes and said, “Heheh fiiiine! We can go to the Piano Bar after dinner.” “Yayyy!! Okay then. Gimme a few minutes in the bathroom so I can get this face mask off and then I’ll get in the shower.” “Can’t you just take it off in the shower? I still need to finish shaving!” “Shush! Now give me some space.” "But what about dinner?" "Well, you get to choose! As long as I get to go to the Piano Bar! Bye-bye!" An hour and a hal

Procrastination, Humans and Mothers...

In our daily lives, we have this most important work that we tend to spend time on everyday regardless of how many other things we really need to finish. Procrastination!!! Don't worry. I won't be complaining or giving out some great technique to fight procrastination. It's a never ending fight we are bound to lose one day or other. I think it's the most addictive thing in the world. You can never stop fighting or you are taken under. I have heard of many different techniques and tried some of them too. The latest one that I am trying is something called the 2 Minute Technique . Basically, you do something you really should be doing for 2 minutes. Then inertia takes over and you tend to finish the work before you know it. The thing is, my brain is much cleverer than me. Just when I am about to get over my inertia of procrastinating and get into the mood of getting things done, it distracts me so badly and for so long that I have wasted days without doing nothing

She's Mine : The End

It was dark as I was walking through the streets. It had become a habit with me to walk around the streets all by myself. Walking calmed me down. Especially when I saw everyone else hurrying here and there. The world has become so fast paced and time critical that no one wants to spend a nanosecond relaxi ng. They wanna enjoy. They wanna earn money. They wanna see places. But everything they do, they hurry through it. Squashing them into the 24 hours. Never relaxing. As I walked through the streets I heard the clock chime 3 am. I counted each chime. And went on counting. It was hard to get my thoughts in line. There was too much rage in me. Too much hurt. And betrayal. I knew it was my worst day ever. As I walked on, my mobile tells me that I had crossed 5000 steps already. I had been walking for nearly 4 hours now. And I hadn’t received any calls yet. Either from Jahnavi or from anybody at home. My thoughts had been mostly about Jahnavi and all the things that happened i

She's Mine : Ep. 3

Chink!! The sound of glasses clinking, spoons hitting plates and a light murmur was the only noise I could hear as I waited in the Restaurant for Jahnavi to show up. Since the day we came back from the Golden Gate, the tension between us has been really high. I knew better than to ask her more about the messages, instead tried my best to ignore the incessant messaging she was having. I could understand quite well that she was as agitated as me and that if both of us didn't do things properly we might have our first big fight coming up. Our roommates could easily sense that the situation was going out of control and they tried their best to keep us calm. Krishanan didn't make things any better by making vague comments about seeing Jahnavi and Henry together in the cafeteria. Nor did Steph as she always saw Rebecca discussing her questions with me in class. I hoped she would understand that it was only out of my interest in Cloud Computing, I talked to her. But again,

She's Mine : Part 2

As we started going through the semester at the University, things started getting exciting between us. Being a new land, it was an awesome experience to have your loved one with you while visiting places. It was quite apparent that my Jahnavi was one of the beauties in the semester and I heard enough compliments about her to make my heart boil at some times. When I told my Jahnavi about the comments and my feelings, she smacked me hard and said, “Shut up, you fool! Ignore their comments! I love you not them nor their comments. I am beautiful, they compliment. It’s how the world is. Forget it.” And bam! I hugged her again. I mean she was proud of herself enough to accept compliments of her beauty, which is very scarce. And while accepting them, she again showed me that her love was greater than all that, which is even scarcer. It was this kind of behavior that made my day. We helped each other out as much as we could. Being in the same classes and same project teams made it e

An Ode to the Teacher!!!

" Gurur-Brahmaa Gurur-Vissnnur-Gururdevo Maheshvarah | Gurur Sakshat  Param Brahma Tasmai Shrii-Gurave Namah ||1||" Meaning: 1.1:  The  Guru  is  Brahma , the  Guru  is  Vishnu , the  Guru Deva  is  Maheswara  (Shiva), 1.2:  The  Guru  is  Verily  the  Para-Brahman  (Supreme Brahman);  Salutations to that Guru . While travelling to a destination, we see markers along the way that show us different exits and junctions. These markers help us reach our destination. They show us the way we could take. Similarly, God has set Teachers along life to direct us towards our destination. My journey towards a particular destination started in my 9th class at Navy Children School, Vizag. The first decision of taking Sanskrit or Hindi. And the first teacher who inspired me to study for knowledge was Veena Mam. She imbibed the wonder that is Sanskrit and taught us so well that we could even talk in Sanskrit very fluently. She taught me that nothing is impossible and even things

A Few Eccentricities

For the past few weeks I have been thinking on different topics to write my next post on. But somehow, I could not decide on any one. From thoughts of me sitting in the Walk-in refrigerator of the hotel I work in to the feelings passing through me as I explore new relationships and places in a country so culturally and structurally different from the one I grew up in. But every time I start writing, I end too many sentences short of a publishable post. It seems as days progress, there are much too many changes cropping up in me that I am lost to myself too. Few days I pass time doing nothing but watching movies. Other days I have such deep thoughts that I am startled whenever someone says my name. Just the other day, I was thinking of how lucky I was to have this life. On my paternal side, my grandfather was one of the Village Leaders and one of the first few to step out of the village. My dad studied in a college situated 11 kms from my village and joined the Indian Na