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Thursday, 29 November 2012
Tuesday, 27 November 2012
Washed out!
The mind is like a
horse – works well when reigns are pulled. If left to itself, it just goes out
of control. Till yesterday, stressed by exam fever, my mind was at its creative
best. It was brimming with ideas, pleading me to pen them down. And come today,
with stress gone, my mind is in its own world. All the ideas have vanished in
thin air. Me wonders what to write….
A horse@ IMA Dehradun |
Monday, 26 November 2012
Silly Point
I have shared my blog with a few friends and listening to
their reviews, I feel on the top of the world! Thanks all of u for your encouragement!
Thanks to your encouragement, I am confident that regardless of whatever CGPA I
fall into, I will surely do something good in life.
Well,
now a serious problem I want to share with you all. Unknowingly, I have become
a blogaddict. Sounds cool but I feel like a fool. I have a monstrous exam
tomorrow and while others are busy practicing, the blogger in me has overpowered
the studios me. Blog addiction is worse than any other addiction. Coz when u
feel the urge, u have to satisfy it there and then. And your creative mind can
have the “Eureka” moment anywhere – in the middle of the lecture, on the road,in
the metro, at a social gathering, in the
washroom or even in the middle of the night. If not addressed at that moment,
the idea vanishes, leaving behind heaps of regrets. Reminds me of my amateur
poetry days. The peom had to be penned down the moment it was thought!
Since stress brings the best out of me, I have given in to my
Eureka moment. And I have convinced myself to rush to preparation the minute I
upload this (result will be the same anyway, so might as well give myself a few
moments of joy).
Today’s blog is dedicated to a very special member of my project
group thanks to whom, I have spent 2 precious hours of my preparation time
completing something that was HIS responsibility. As I dug deep into the error
full work he had done, I almost reached my boiling point. And he simply made a
cute face and told me, “This is a group effort. Please complete it. You can
vent out your frustration later via your blog!” All through the process, instead
of taking onus, he has been simply doing status checks & motivating us that
he trusts our capability. To top it all, when I was taking notes in the class,
he asked me to compile everything and mail him a ready reckoner! Wow!
Whoever said diversity enriches the group should come now and take tomorrow's exam on my behalf. And as for the group member, on an optimistic note, I’m
glad he atleast made an effort (though an effort full of errors). But then, in
the words of all the bosses in this world, that’s what people management is all
about!
Saturday, 24 November 2012
Raja@Neemrana mod
Few days ago, I was at Neemrana mod to catch a bus. And look
at what I saw! The doggie on this cart looked like a maharaja enjoying his
ride. He seemed glad God made him a dog and not a horse else he wouldn’t have had this luxury! I immediately nicknamed him "Raja".
Look at him...
The Maharaja enjoying his sawaari |
Friday, 23 November 2012
What to do in a boring lecture
Hi,
I am sitting in a boring lecture. I usually am a 100% attendance person
and try my best to be attentive but this particular class is as torturous for
the students as it is for the professor. I look at him…words flow like a rap,
you can just feel the bass without making sense out of the song!
Since
time is as judicious as the non renewable sources of energy, I thought why not
spend this 1 hour doing something I like! Lets blog! So I began thinking what
all can be done and in the process traveled from my school days to college, to
office training sessions & MBA days.
Today’s blog is dedicated to all the wonderful things you can
do while stuck in a boring lecture. I call it captive creativity! Here’s a list
of options -
- Surf net on your phone.
- Update your friend about the latest gossips.
- Finish off the Tiffin (did that so much in my 12th standard physics lectures)
- Play game on the phone (mute mode!)
- Plan for the day ahead
- Sit on the back bench and complete assignment of any other subject (pretending you are religiously taking notes)
- Catch up on sleep
- Plan for the blog (for a blogaholic like me!)
- Watch cricket match live on your laptop
- Draw a cartoon of the professor
- Read newspaper (mostly applicable for MBA finance students)
- Practice arithmetic – count no. of seconds left for the class to finish
- Concentrate on professor (only if good looking, if guy. If lady professor, note the clothes, jewellery, makeup, hair and all that girlie stuff) and gossip about it
- Organize eyes wide open sleeping tournaments
- File nails
- Practice maths - Calculate probability of good food in the mess (if a foodie like me)
- Plan what to cook for evening and inventory situation inside refrigerator (if u r married…used to do that in my evening French classes)
- Practice maths – count number of lectures to attend to qualify for minimum mandatory attendance requirement
This isn’t an exhaustive list. Please feel free to
contribute for the benefit of anyone who in future may refer to this blog to
explore options while stuck with a boring, buzzing professor.
Tuesday, 20 November 2012
Doggie@Amrita Shergill Marg
Delhiites love to
take their canine companions with them wherever they go. The lush green spaces
of central Delhi provides ample opportunities for dog lovers and u’ll see many
people flocking to Lodhi Garden with their proud possessions.
While passing by Amrita
Shergill Marg, I saw this dog at the traffic signal in an auto rickshaw. He
looked well fed and taken care of. Being used to the comfort of air
conditioner, he probably wasn’t enjoying the autorickshaw ride & so chose
to look outside for timepass! He looked too cute & adorable & the
shutterbug in me just couldn’t resist. Here’s a pic…isn’t he cute?
Sunday, 18 November 2012
RIP Bal Thackerey
A leader is
born, not made. And when they walk, millions walk behind them, trusting the
path they follow. Such a leader was Bal Thackerey. I have never seen him nor
been to Mumbai, but sitting in Delhi, I have always heard of his headline
making comments in media. When he roared, the roar reached Delhi in no time. I
was feeling not too optimistic about his state when I read 2 days ago that
filmstars cancelled their events to visit him and when I read about his demise
in the morning paper, it reminded me of my mother’s demise last year. Since I
lost my mother, I have developed a kind of empathy with every departing soul.
Whenever I come to know of someone’s demise or see a cremation mass, I pray for
peace of the departed soul, strength for his family and happiness for my
mother, wherever she is. Sometimes, when I see a corpse being taken to the
cremation ground, I silently ask him/her to tell my ma how much I miss her. I
know it sounds weird, but when u suddenly loose someone u love so much, u crave
for even an atom of that soul.
As the last
rites were being telecast on TV, I could see his son, trying to hold his
emotions, following the directions of the priests. Celebs too are humans. There
are moments when you feel like being alone and manage your grief. But when their
happiness is public, so is their sorrow. And he looked alone among lakhs of
people who joined him in his grief.
In this age
when people are bound to gather for a common cause or have to be enticed to
come for rallies or protests, it’s amazing that lakhs of people came to pay
their respects to their leader. People who were unrelated to him, cried
bitterly at the loss. In life, we all strive to cater to our desires,, ambitions
etc. But there are people who look beyond and walk to make a change. And they
are remembered not for who they are but for what they did and how they made a
difference to the lives of people they worked for. Such was his leadership. RIP
Bala Sahab Thackerey
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