Mincing Words - Not !!

 Hello to everyone! The stimulus to write this blog came from a long lingering feeling which I have like a chronic hiccup in me. Especially since I joined my postgraduation. Being born in the family of intellectuals I had the fortune of inheriting a good set of genes, will to work till the end of time and a huge amount of discipline or a sense of it being present. I am three decades old and have seen a lot of stuff. Obviously, some of you who read this are much more experienced and might have faced more difficult and tough times than me. Still, I would like to share this feeling with you, my dear reader.  Since the last 15 years, I have seen most of my loved ones leaving this earth one by one. I have seen financial crunch forcing me to live with a few hundred rupees for months together. I have gone through a bad phase of worse habits a person can think of. I have seen my fortune take a positive turn on putting a lot of effort. I have faced criticism, racism, bias on the basis ...

The inspiration to write this blog came from the very same person who will be secretly in my heart forever. Yeah, I am talking about 'Her'. She inspired me to write this not in one but in many ways. Before I dig into the matter of the blog I would just like to say that it is not her story which has inspired me but the way she moulded her life and the way others around me do the same. It just makes me wonder what all I did to survive the last three decades and what else is required for me to inculcate in my life to be a successful person. A person who is happy both personally and professionally.                                                         Being born in the family of intellectuals is a double-edged sword. On one hand, where it is the best feeling to be surrounded by people who are an encyclopedia of information in a...

Recently I experienced a loss of someone very close to me. Although it made me extremely sad but also made me think about things. Things like what is life? What are we doing every day i.e. while we are at work or just sitting around and chatting with a friend or are watching a movie in a theatre/home or just hitting the pub at odd timings and coming back late on a Saturday Night? Yeah, I know there are many other things which we do apart from the things which I have mentioned but I thought I would list the most common and generic ways of passing time in everyday life.                                                                             Coming back to the point from where it all started. By 'it' I mean my thinking process of thinking things i.e. looking at grey areas of life. It...

Before landing at Indira Gandhi International Airport in New Delhi, I had never imagined that I'll see these three pictures on the wall and start thinking about my own life. I had never been a fan of art because I do not understand it. I don't hate it. It's just that I don't understand it. Sometimes I do not get the point of colours too. It's strange and weird but that's me - Weird and Strange.                                                                          So coming back to my point which is that this was the first art sequence which made me think about things. Things related to my life. My mistakes and good decisions. My achievements and losses. My will power and sometimes the lack of it. My determination in certain spheres of life and again lack of it in some. It made me think how I am ...

Have you ever seen a toothless human sitting in the shades of some temporary roof in summers just beside the footpath which leads to your office? Have you ever observed those people who have been so oppressed in their life that they obey any instruction given to them in stern voice by anyone? Have you ever met those people who are too poor to have proper meals but would serve you food of your choice if you visit their house as a guest? I have. I write and dedicate this write-up to all those I mentioned above and also to the ones which I meet in my day to day life.                                                                      The purpose of it is not to discuss the problems in the system which has lead to this. It is not even to blame the system. I write today because I have been inspired and motivated...

Leaving from a very long and tiring duty towards my mess I felt that I was Old and Alone. While crossing the main road (as we have to; to reach the other part of the campus) I took a step down from the sidewalk. The left knee buckled and I almost fell on my face on the road ahead which was full of traffic. The feeling of being old was pretty obvious from that but soon after the incident, I realised that none of the people (my batchmates) around me came to help. Not that I particularly wanted them to come and pick me up but enquiring about not getting injured was at least what I was expecting out of them. Before you judge me, read me a little further. I am no fool who would count this one incident as a reason to write about this topic nor am I a man who is particularly sensitive to share feelings and someone who wants others to pity him. These are just some feelings which I like to describe to my readers from time to time.               ...

Being born in the 20th century and living the 21st I consider myself as someone who is lucky. Having seen the time when we used to walk everywhere to the time when I fly back and forth to my hometown from my place of work easily (2400 km), I can say I have experienced the wave of change around me in a very close fashion. Waiting for long-distance calls to get connected to having an electronic device in my hand in which I basically live my life I can say that I am Lucky . Now the question which arises in your mind is - " Why the hell am I telling you about I or you being lucky?".                                                                                              My friend, with these examples I just want to touch some points which I might hav...

BLANKNESS - When you are void of Expression                                                               Have you ever felt it? Sitting in a room,]doing nothing, thinking nothing. Just sitting and relaxing.] Just looking at the wall in front of you staring it as if your life depends on it. Staring it continuously to that extent that at the end of it, you feel embarrassed for doing it.] I think it happens a lot when you undergo pressure situations while at work, at least for me. It not only points towards the strange and amazing way a human brain works but also towards the way we are living our lives.] The first one because I think it might be my mind's way of releasing the pressure so as to prevent a total crash and the other reason because I think it can be used as an indicator for the amount of quality of work one is doi...