My reunion with my blog

Finally I decided to blog this afternoon. Interestingly, I chose the 'Labor's Day' to resume what I always considered to be a laborious job to do :).

Or may be because I got some time to breathe today, since it is a holiday at most of the places and almost nobody in the World seems to be 'In Office' at this time except me and a couple of my colleagues in this office in Delhi.

I obviously haven't blogged since an immemorial time and quite a few changes have happened in my life during this gap. One of them obviously (this is obvious to those who are acquainted to me :)) has been a job change. Do I hear you say 'AGAIN?'

Lately, I somehow either lost much interest in blogs or had been dead with a few time-critical things but anyhow, the fact is that it did get into oblivion.

Few of my close friends have been married since, and I congratulate them yet again and apologize if I didn't show up on their D-days. A few of them are hunting their mates despite of their pretence that they are not :). Some of them went overseas and still in touch and with some of them, I lost the touch (I would assume by chance and not choice, but I just Ass-u-me:))

I relocated to Delhi two years ago and do miss my time and memories spent in Bangalore.

And yes, I have put on a bit of weight finally. Not enough to get past you without your notice but yes, enough to be noticed :)

Anyways, I will try to blog with a better frequency going ahead. Somehow, it seems I have a lot to blog on but I am just not getting the rythem today.

See you

Vivek

Godfather Theme

Guns N'Roses play Theme from Godfather (live).

Going On

Career Move, Old roommate coming back, new friends, new movies :), this is indeed an interesting time

Ooty Trip

After a Long Time

Was wondering what to do and suddenly, I realized I started this a few months ago and forgot since.

Nothing much to write, have been pretty occupied with my next career move and the approach for it. It's been more than a year for me in bangalore, and honestly I am still new here.

But it's been a nice change after all those years in Delhi, perhaps a change that stretched a bit longer than I wanted but that's ok.

Enjoy

Me 

Finding a meaning for me

By my upbringing I have been a Delhi boy but originally I am from Uttaranchal (New State above UP, remember?).Amazingly, it's been a decade since I visited Garhwal (FYI, this is another name for Uttaranchal) last.

Reasons? Honestly, there are not many to justify this long absence from my native but I always had this feeling that my visit is impending. Somehow, I didn't realize how this gap grew from months to a year to 5 years to now, 10 years (I still don't believe this).

I have very hazy memories of my last journey to Garhwal and one of them is that it was during my summer vacation after my 8th standard annual examination sometime in May, 1994 I guess. I was 13 then.

I don't remember much of that time but I still cherish it somehow. I remember I vomitted on the way when the bus started taking curves on the Rishikesh's snaky roads. But I wasn't alone in that, I had company even from the bigger guys and we all painted the bus with all we had inside.

Anyays, I had my grandparents waiting for me. I wasn't used to touching the feet but my mother signalled me to do so and I did. When I got up after touching the feet of my grandmother, she was crying and smiling all at the same time and I knew why. I tried to but couldn't cry myself.

I stayed that for almost two months and visited many interesting places including a really rigorous but exciting trekking stint to a place called Kushteo with all the village colleagues. They thought I am a city boy and cannot trek the uphills but I surprised them (as much as I did myself). It was an amazing trek and we stopped in between on hill tops and plucked fruits from the trees for the refreshments. It was close to a 4 hours of trekking and I almost slipped once at a dangerous turn (But it was almost and that's why I am writing today).


I enjoyed the trip and the stay and every day of it. I know why I enjoyed then. Because I was a kid. Because then I used to live the moments and not think on it like now. This is one curse which you get with age, you start to think and actually, think a lot and you miss the moment and soon you realize that you never lived it but only thought.

Son to a Mother

Shubh, this is another kindergarten stuff I wrote:


She can shout at me all the time
'coz she wants nobody else shouting at me ever
She will call me a kid and stupid and what not..
'coz she wants nobody else but me to be more clever

She does slap me when I don't listen
And I do listen after the slap
She can slap me all day long
But she won't let me off her lap

I learn to walk and I walk and I fall
And she walks along, when I fall she is leaning
I do all the crap I cannot bear myself
But somehow, in everything I do she finds a meaning

I know I will be the happiest on her lap
I know I am the luckiest and no other
I just want to be a Son to her
'Coz she has always been My Mother