Monday, March 31, 2008

MARCHed

The month of March has always been very important in my life.Not just because the board exams are scheduled to happen this time of the year, its also because its the first month after I was born :D.
Many Significant things happened during various March in my life some sad, some happy and there were uneventful Marches too.
But the March of '08 is one of the most cherished ones in my life(March of '07 became one such March after some events that followed it).But coming back to March'08, I went back home after a long time.For a person who had never left home for more than 2 months an eight month stay outside ones homeland is a huge time.
I was back home for just 17 days, but filled all the days with as much things I could do in a day.I enjoyed a lot with my brother.I missed him the most in my life outside home, he was a lot of support and gave me lots of insane ideas.Even at the most diff situation his advice could bring smile to my lips.
I missed the sounds of the day in an average Chennai day.Simple things like the milk cooker whistling, the birds chirping, the vegetable vendor crying hoarse to sell vendakai, the cobbler calling out for torn slippers.I missed the mosquitoes, I missed the bumps on the road..I was missing everything that had been a part of my life in the city.Most of all I missed home, the smell of mom's cooking.
I took all of these things I missed and tried to take in all of them in one go.One March, a two week period, I lived the life meant for the next one year in India.
I would never agree that I had enuff of it, but still I made an attempt to get content with this trip.
It felt like time was flying, indeed March just marched past me.

This is a post to thank all my friends and my dear family for putting up with my
insanity.I miss all of u a lot.Spl thanks to those ppl who bunked work to go out with me ;)..I know I have taken a lot of your casual hols, hope u would agree it was all worth it :).


SAy NO to Reservation!

Sunday, February 24, 2008

public Transport

I have been blogging for about 2 years now.So looking back I have blogged quite a lot about the day to day problems I got to face in India.Things that I felt were issues and problems for which I strongly sided.But after moving to the US, I found that the problems I am facing in everyday life are more at a personal level than in the surrounding.Yeah I guess thats why problems here are way too different than the problems in our cities.

A typical example would be traveling in a bus in my city in India, it was an experience unto itself.Getting the bus on time was a problem and it not being crowded was another.But still it was very well ventilated.So when ever you are in a typical public transport bus, unless you are inches away from the next person or some one is drunk, the place does not exactly feel nauseating.But here we have air-conditioned buses, I don't know why every possible way of getting fresh air into living spaces is stopped.But anyways,so here we are in a absolutely cold bus with sleepy faces sipping morning coffee or coke and most of them smelling of sleep(u know that muffled smells of sleeping).Hence as soon as u enter the bus the smell is over powering and you start feeling sleepy right in the morning.

You would think whats personal in this, well me feeling sleepy rt in the morning after all the bathing, coffee drinking and breakfast eating is not a good thing to happen.

By this post, I don't glorify public transport in my city, its just a random comparison of simple joy of breathing fresh air, with lot of dust, automobile fumes, random chicken shop egg curry smell and may be a drunken fella in the bus and extremely comfortable looking, sealed from any weather and boring mode of transport.

SAy NO to Reservation!

Thursday, February 21, 2008

Lost

Yeah I have been to Lost in thoughts these days.At any given point of time I simply keep thinking about something or the other.Its not that no one does it, but I am this no care person who keeps observing my environment all the time, but today I sit here and not look too much around.As soon as I am to myself I quit observing around and drown in my own imaginary world of thoughts and arguments.

I was not this kind of person before.But too much into this weird kind of thinking about something all the time, is not keeping me cool.So those who are reading my blog can u tell me what to do about this, have you ever been so much into thinking aka worried?
SAy NO to Reservation!