Clutter & Din

Amidst the all the clutter & din on what life is & how it ought to be lived, there’s one underlying fundamental truth… It shapes the way you want it to! And it’s all in your hands!

We’ll don’t ask me why I wrote this post. I’ll start writing more interesting ones some day. Until then, this is corporal punishment for you :)

Evolution I

Its been 5 years.. It was early December in 2003.. I was busy with exams for my Masters degree at CEG, Anna University, when the telegram arrived. I was selected to join SAIL as Management Trainee.

With no second thoughts, I took a break from study & headed for Bokaro, Jharkhand for the induction ceremony! It was the first time I was going away from home so my parents wanted to ensure that I would be comfortable with everything there.

Things were on a roll there. There were about 300 of us, raring to go! The induction programmes were eventful! Corporate jargon from the distinguished speakers & personal anecdotes from my colleagues seated beside all day. Evenings were reserved for a walk to the ‘Sector’ market, always abuzz with activity! And for that occasional sumptuous dinner at the Sher-e-Punjab! Late night activities included singing bouts & volleyball matches..

Imagine… Winter Nights, Floodlights &Volleyball!

Conversations used to be energizing and I made a lot of friends there; more than the number I had in college! Dinner time used to be the most eventful! I hated thoses parched rotis & aloo sabzi(potato curry) that we used for dinner! I still remember the bewildered look, that little boy who used to serve us food, gave me, when I asked for a chashma(spectacles), actually wanting a chammach(spoon). Those were early days for my spoken Hindi! P.S Thanks to Kamleshwar for all that Hindi vocabulary he taught me in quick time!

Then came the most interesting event of all; The Personal Introductory sessions! We were all required to introduce ourselves & perform on stage. I chose to sing Venmathi Venmathiye.. (Minnale), the first half in Tamil & the second in Hindi! I was glad people liked it. Moreso because my Hindi diction was pathetic! Those were early days for my singing too!

15 days flew by thus! Truly memorable times!

Then, we had to move on..

Heading the other way..

Stop for a moment!

Forget the task at hand, the lunch you ate, that late evening target you’re working at & the weekly work plan you’ve made for yourself..

What is it that is drives you? Bonuses? Recognition? Job Satisfaction? Or that possible on-site assignment?

Well having something to work at is really good! But does that have to come at the cost of YOU? Have you ever felt the need to slow down? Have you ever felt the need to get back to those people & things that have magically transformed you in the past, every time you were down? Then this is for you..

Terror & Tribulations!

What went on Mumbai last week was terror at its lethal best!

A cynic plan executed ruthlessly made the world freeze in horror! Blame it on our politicians who are more concerned about vote banks than terror bands, or on our neighbour which is still a fledgling democracy, the truth is that terrorism has managed to transcend religion & nationalities and is beginning to establish an order of its own! Whilst the news is filled with accusations, investigations & resignations, the country shall never forget all those brave souls who laid down their lives, taking the fight to the terrorists!

May their souls rest in peace!

Resurrection!

We’ll here I’m…Resurrecting my blog..

It’s been 14 months since I created one. The first post took this long.. Long forgotten & abandoned, it was yesterday I remembered it. I was listlessly crawling the internet after I ran out of work (!) when I decided to have a look at Abirami’s & Vijesh’s posts (I like the way they write!). There were quite a few of them.
Reading someone’s blog is like reading a piece of their mind! And it makes you feel closer to them that way! And boy, I did feel transported to a different world, floating around in words & pictures. It was truly relaxing!
So if blogging can do a world of good to the ‘worked up’ mind, shouldn’t I be doing that too?

So here I’m..