Need I Say More ?

#85.

2012-02-05T21:54:00.004+05:30

I opened my blog's dashboard about 2 hours back to push myself into writing something, since I was itching to write for quite sometime now. Some random surfing through a couple of old blogposts got me hooked into reading almost every past post of mine, until I reached the end. It felt like re-living the emotions and memories behind each post, felt like going a documentation of some of my life's

#84. The follow up post

2012-01-21T23:12:00.004+05:30

So in my last post, I was moaning over a habit lost and difficult to get back at. I knew it was time I hit the panic button ( ok I know I'm being melodramatic here but it really had gotten this serious blimey) and do something about it. The next day in office, a friend and I were discussing about books in general when I told him how I have nearly lost the stamina to pick up a book and hold on to

#83. The Joy of Reading.

2012-01-15T20:04:00.001+05:30

I think, rather I am sure now that I have almost forgotten what it feels like to finish a book.Feels like ages since I felt the thrill of picking up a new book, curiously going through its first few pages wondering what world was the author going to take me into, the joy of physical turning of pages and absorbing each and every word, every emotion. The accomplishment of reading something

#82. The customary year-end post

2011-12-31T15:13:00.007+05:30

The compulsive urge to write a post for the year end. The post-mortem. Reflections. Introspections. Achievements. Regrets. Analysis. Would-haves and could-haves.I'll try to make it as short as possible and hit the publish button before I get distracted again and repent later on for being too late to post.December 31st is always the day for me where I get this panicky feeling of something

#81. Of living in the past

2011-12-13T12:36:00.005+05:30

Sometimes silence is the best rebuttal. And sometimes no response is acceptable. Sometimes you feel at loss of words to explain yourself. Sometimes words are just not enough.Sometimes people don't know how to deal with you when you are pissed. Sometimes they piss you with the way they deal with you.Sometimes its their fault. Mostly its no one's. Sometimes you wish you knew what to say to cheer

#80. Of Pondicherry and 10 years with SAP

2011-11-22T11:09:00.005+05:30

Yesterday we had a tiny celebration in the team. The manager had returned last week from a trip to Barcelona and brought chocolates and goodies for us. It also happened to be his 10 years with SAP." 10 years !!? " I ask. " How ?"~ " Did you realize how you too are 4 months old in office already? Thats how ;) " . I get a reply." It seems like a vast ocean to me. And I'm still learning how to swim.

#79 . T.G.I.F.

2011-11-04T23:37:00.003+05:30

If there is any living creature whos happier than me for the week having finally ended- its ME.From a friend coming over from another city to my place to us going over to our guy- friends' place for a sleep-over last weekend.From a bunch of buffoons joking and cracking up a moment to a turn around of the mood the very next moment.From a silly stupid haggling of two friends to an entire sleepless

#78 The "aur bata" syndrome

2011-10-29T14:52:00.002+05:30

Is it just me or is everyone else going through the same dillemas of "aur bata...kya chal raha hai aajkal.." ??Its only been a couple of months since college is over, and calling someone to make a conversation seems like the hardest thing. It is happening too much, nay, almost always, these days. I hardly have anything to talk, invariably I end up repeating the line "aur bata" and when asked the

#77 . But I Thought He Was Different

2011-10-09T00:12:00.002+05:30

Ah. That line .The number of times you've heard the "But he seemed different from others " line . The number of times you fall for it yourself. The number of times you started to believe this was what you always wanted. The number of times you realize how it isin't and admit in resigned anguish the joke of a line it is. Accompanied with a suppressed yet hopeful sigh that he will appear from

#76. Steve jobs

2011-10-06T15:11:00.005+05:30

“No one wants to die. Even people who want to go to heaven don’t want to die to get there. And yet death is the destination we all share. No one has ever escaped it. And that is as it should be, because Death is very likely the single best invention of Life. It is Life’s change agent. It clears out the old to make way for the new. Right now the new is you, but someday not too long

#75. Things I've been doing over the weeks in lieu of posting.

2011-09-20T20:59:00.006+05:30

1. Trying to keep pace with the super sonic speed of life in Bangalore. I've been stuck in weekday-weekend cycles, and am left wondering where does all the time fly.2. Realized that setting up a full-fledged house to live is is not as easy and 'fun' as it seemed to be. Took us almost a month to get the kitchen running in full swing. We decided to manage dinner by cooking on our own instead of

# 74 Look the stars.... look how they shine for you

2011-08-07T23:16:00.003+05:30

“Arsenal jobs are really good. But do you really want topick up and move to a whole new cityand start all over from scratch?”- George Riley

#73 today is the beginning of the rest of my life

2011-08-01T14:12:00.000+05:30

Close to one month of being in Bangalore. Seems like yesterday when I landed at this place with just a bag and a laptop, as clueless and nervous as ever at the thought of having to accept whatever this city had to offer to me. I remember clearly not being able to sleep in the hotel that night. I was a nervous wreck. The thought of entering the corporate world with not even an iota of idea what I

#72 Reporting from Bangalore

2011-07-25T13:13:00.004+05:30

3 weeks. I fail to understand how 3 weeks flew by so fast. Life has suddenly picked up an acceleration of 20x and I am still struggling to catch hold of the seat belt, let alone match the pace. But just to cut the long story short, I shifted to Bangalore. Joined office. Finally found a flat which I would be moving in on Aug 1st. Made friends.To sum up the experience in a word.A.W.E.S.O.M.E.(

# 71 This is one of those posts in hurry!

2011-07-03T23:46:00.004+05:30

This is going to be very short. Just an update actually. I'm packing and shifting again. Boy don't I feel like a qualified nomad now!! Its not like I'm moving out of home to live alone in another city. I did just that 4 years back when I joined college. Despite being 4 years older and more mature and capable of managing things alone, I'm a nervous wreck right now. So is my Mom. So is my Dad. And

#70 I Want To See A Dream Tonight

2011-06-27T00:03:00.004+05:30

I want to see a dream tonight. I don't remember when was the last morning I woke up remembering seeing a dream.I really want to see one tonight.One that takes me out of this state of inactivity. One that proves to me that my life is not inanimated. One where I don't have to spend days staring at the fan. Or the laptop. Or at my Mom. One where I don't have to think of what to do, I should

#69 My Kashmir Hangover

2011-06-25T09:57:00.002+05:30

It's been over a week since I returned from Kashmir, and I can still not get over the wonderful 15 days I was there. That's my hometown. I was born there. My relatives are there. So you can imagine what it meant to me to be going to that place after 6 long years.The stay at our ancestral place in our village left me with bittersweet memories. On one hand it was wonderful being at a place where my

#68 Late Night Musings

2011-06-20T00:27:00.002+05:30

On lazy hot summer like these, I often find myself lying about in my bed with a book or iPod with me but not realizing where the story is heading to or which song is playing because I'm too lost in flashbacks and future-planning. How it happened, where it started, what went right, where I went wrong, how things changed and then eventually got over. I find myself entangled in the could haves and

#67 So Now What.

2011-05-26T23:33:00.003+05:30

So now I have two options.1. I can sit and wonder where and how these 4 years passed by so quickly. Look back and remember all the things done and achieved. Retrospect and analyze those that were not. Dig deeper into the reasons why they could not happen. Regret certain decisions that could not be made. And those that were made but should not have been, at that time. Curse myself for acting at

#66 Packed. Shifted. and Still Settling.

2011-05-16T23:09:00.003+05:30

I am back home after ending my stint in college. Sounds too cliched but these 4 years really did seem to have passed by in a whiff. Before I could even sit back and analyse my journey of BTech, it was time to wind up and leave. Like everybody else, we had our share of coundowns and bucket lists and days of lasts . Tried as much as it was in our capacity to "enjoy the last few days in the college

#65 Complan Girl

2011-04-19T01:03:00.003+05:30

Do not ask me what is with the new blog url ...Emergency measure . Could not think of anything else..but this !!! Seriously ???:I know i can't get lamer than thisbutextreme times call for extreme measures.ps: come to think of it , can the fact that I'm still 'growing-up' be taken as a justification?? Do let me know if you have any better excuse :Ppps: exam time ! Last majors of college :(

#64

2011-04-07T12:54:00.004+05:30

Sitting down to type a post on a particular issue in the head seems impossible now. There are days when I’m absolutely out of things to say/ do / think of. And then there are the days when I wish I had 36-hour long days. Last couple of months I was as idle as I could ever be, trying to look for stuff to do to save myself from succumbing to boredom post early-placement. However, the last 10 days

#63 un-holi-day

2011-03-19T22:39:00.010+05:30

I have spent the first 5 years of my life in a gulf country where the festival was totally unheard of..My earliest memory of the day after returning to India is of when i was in my kindergarten. My first ever holi. You cousins suddenly barged in and dragged me by my arms out of the home and smeared me with every color possible all over my body, without any warning/explanation. What sort of

#62 Now Playing : Fix You- Coldplay

2011-03-14T23:10:00.002+05:30

I am stuck in a rut. A deep dark purposeless morbid rut , one that I don’t seem to be able to come out of ever. Unable to do so, or lacking the will to break open, that is something I haven’t been able to figure out. Deep down I do know it’s the latter, though. Every time I start afresh with lots of new and exciting plans for myself, I end up falling for the same old depressing routine and habits

#61 There is someone..

2011-01-31T17:52:00.001+05:30

There is this someone in my wing ( in hostel ) who:1. Forgets to flush .2. Misses the damn hole !!Din't know such levels of fail (specially among girls) were even possible.*sigh*

#60 So What Happened and Will Happen in 2011??

2011-01-20T21:38:00.003+05:30