Been a long time since i penned down something...
Things are changing... life is becoming busier...
No longer do I get the previlege of having hour long lunch breaks like I used to when i joined work... no longer do I relish my food... i finish my food rather.
Things are changing... life is becoming busier...
No longer do I blog, not that I used to frequently earlier.. but I dont get time to log into it for days together..
Things are changing... life is becoming busier...
Life is mechanical... days are plastic... tasks are monotonic... weekends are a different luxury alltogether...
Things are changing... life is becoming busier...
I was a shy and reserved guy earlier, talking to only those i liked, now I interact with every Ravi, Ram & Shankar
Things are changing... life is becoming busier...
Watching TV, playing cricket were my favourite pas-times like every starry eyed boy in India... pity I get time to do neither
Things are changing... life is becoming busier...
Happiness drove people to be more productive at their jobs... but now, productivity drives the appraisal and appraisal drives the money and money drives happiness... the cycle has turned 360 degrees over...
Things are changing... life is becoming busier...
You like it or not... this was meant to be the order.. order of a day that commands its people to be ahead in the rat race.
Win.. win.. people say... else you shall not survive, people say... i run.. i run.. i ... but then i remember there is a cat at the end of the race and i am running right into it... right into its open jaws...
i still realize i have some distance to go... let me slow down... i tell the people by my side... some listen.. the others run...
the winners reach their end faster...
we realize and reach slower...
please slow down.. let the world get busy... let the world pour its unhappiness on you... just grab an umberella and dont get wet ever...
slow down to such an extent.. that the cat gets bored and goes away...
live the same life of the 90s... and be happy forever
and then you shall never say again..
Things are changing... life is becoming busier...
Thursday, June 19, 2008
Wednesday, March 26, 2008
sleep is more enticing than women...
Believe me... right now... after a great indian dinner (we had a project party yesterday) in the midst of a boring routine in Moscow... and lunch today.. i feel like dozing off in the office could just be the best thing to happen to me ever.
Monday, March 24, 2008
reminiscent..
Last weekend was one of the laziest weekends ever.. i generally tend to do something good on weekends.. i reserve my best for the last two days of the week...
but the last 48 hrs... i was lazing around on my couch... I could put a sloth to shame.
I watched 6 movies in all... but the one that took the cake was 'Happy Days'.
It was a surprise winner.. nothing great about it.. no dramatic sequences.. no superlative performances... no high flying effects.
But it had something which every college going guy/gal in India could relate too... it was so humbly down to earth that it walked with reality hand in hand.
It surely reminded me of my college days.. I could laugh, be sad, feel bad for the guys so genuinely.. and yet i say it was not a great story.. it was an ordinary one... but the subject is what had all the aura..
The formative years.. those years of fun at the hostel... those friends who care a damn about everything...
Those lingering walks and discussions with friends... claiming who liked whom and why....
Those evening samosas... and cursing the hostel food at night....
Those were the best days of my life...
but the last 48 hrs... i was lazing around on my couch... I could put a sloth to shame.
I watched 6 movies in all... but the one that took the cake was 'Happy Days'.
It was a surprise winner.. nothing great about it.. no dramatic sequences.. no superlative performances... no high flying effects.
But it had something which every college going guy/gal in India could relate too... it was so humbly down to earth that it walked with reality hand in hand.
It surely reminded me of my college days.. I could laugh, be sad, feel bad for the guys so genuinely.. and yet i say it was not a great story.. it was an ordinary one... but the subject is what had all the aura..
The formative years.. those years of fun at the hostel... those friends who care a damn about everything...
Those lingering walks and discussions with friends... claiming who liked whom and why....
Those evening samosas... and cursing the hostel food at night....
Those were the best days of my life...
bored
Monday's are so damn boring... got new work to do... my tasks are no longer related to my tasks alone.. :(
i have to track other guys' tasks.. do the tracking and stuff...
its no more carefree...
i somehow feel the best days are the initial parts of every phase.. in school... i felt kindergarten was fun... in college i felt high school was fun... in the job i feel college was superlative fun..
and now i feel the initial days in my job were fun..
Anyways i have become more responsible now... at the cost of my more carefree times...
With great power.. comes greater responsibility...
Yes... maybe.
i have to track other guys' tasks.. do the tracking and stuff...
its no more carefree...
i somehow feel the best days are the initial parts of every phase.. in school... i felt kindergarten was fun... in college i felt high school was fun... in the job i feel college was superlative fun..
and now i feel the initial days in my job were fun..
Anyways i have become more responsible now... at the cost of my more carefree times...
With great power.. comes greater responsibility...
Yes... maybe.
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