One fine afternoon...I was feeling sleepy...All of a sudden ma mom declared that I should join her to her friend’s house...GRRRRRRRRR…NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO…I said...But after a lot of persuasions and threats I went with her...The host is ma amma’s friend whose son is back home after being abroad for sometime...He is ma childhood buddy...But after 2nd standard we departed as his father got transfer to Calicut and later this child hood bandha moved abroad for his MBA..
We entered the house as the aunt came greeting us...we sat in the sofa that the usual comment came “Chechi...Sangita has grown up...Years passed just like that Na?”...I sat there smiling as ma eyes ran over the photos and trophies kept in the show case...Amma and aunty got busy in the conversation..So I got up to see the photos kept there...As I was reading one of the trophies there came the aunt’s voice...”U know titu (her son) got that for football match...” I said “ok good “...As ma eyes moved on to the next, there came again “Titu got it for the debate in twelfth”... ”ok...Nice aunty”...I replied...I knew if I dared to go for the next trophies I would have to be in the the “prize distribution name calling scenes” again and again...So I came back to ma seat...Still I could hear again and again “Tittu did that, Tittu did this...”HMMM...I was so bored that I asked “Amma can we move?”..
Aunty came with a sweet smile “Sangita has come home after long...And am seeing ma friend (my amma) after a long time..We have a lot to talk...And you haven’t met tittu Na? Wait he will be back...Went to his friend...”...”ok “ I sighed…I was thinking what to think….There was an aquarium near to me...so I went and gazed at the golden fish in it..
There came our hero “tittu”…A fair lean guy, hmmm 5 9” I guess, donning a goatie and spiked hair appeared…He saw me, smiled and went to his room upstairs...Aunty came calling “Tittu… Come down fast...Sangita and aunty have come after long time...” “Wait moms...Am changing...” Came the reply...TADAA... Pardesi baabu was rolling up his sleeves while he was coming down…He rushed to the divan kept in the drawing hall and asked me “Sangita right? It’s been years since I met u...Right? ”… I thought to myself ”yeh right ka baccha GRRRRRR”... I said “yes “... He went to the kitchen, had a chit chat there and came back with pappads in his hand...He came to me and gave me one...I was about to say “No thanks I usually don’t have oily foods”...But thinking about this “right ka baccha” I received it...Aunty and amma came “Monu do u remember sangita...??Whom you used to call “sangeee”?? ”and both of them laughed...The right ka baccha laughed and nodded; so I gave a fake smile…”Sangee is bored...Show her our house “…“its ok auntie...”
“Come on, I will show you around “He invited ...I went to rooms one by one...He talked to me about he culture both Indian and American, food, education, football match, restaurants and blabla..The guy is smart I thought…He showed me his room...I could say it was so neatly and orderly arranged and his comment on his room was like “You know it’s a boy’s room… So don’t expect neatness and arrangement like you girls“...I thought “Abhe right k Bache...If you enter ma room you would think you have entered a forest “...We sat in the sofa and he asked me “Why are you quiet? Ask me something Sangita, I remember you as a chatter box...Well you are so silent now...You are an IT ian now and IT guys do speak a lot I guess …Is this some sort of a starting problem? “... “Well umm so you have grown up… ummm... You have a moustache and goatie now “...He giggled and said “uhh yes ...Well you have also...You have turned into o a beautiful swan “… I thought “what does it mean? That I was an ugly duckling? Anyways “...I giggled...
We joined aunty and amma in the drawing hall …They were talking about everything under the sun I guess. The topic then was old age homes ... Aunt was telling “You know Pushpa (ma amma), the old age homes where today’s children dump their parents? Weird places where there are no facilities or proper food...I know I read an article about this”...Ma amma and I were listening to it while the tittu’s comment came all of a sudden “Don’t worry mamma, when I go to get you guys admitted therein old age homes, I will damn make sure that it’s facilities are of five stars’ “… WHACK!!!!!!!!!….
I and amma couldn’t stop laughing …While the aunt sat there sweating profusely…..Pardesi baabu was stretching his legs then….
Saturday, May 22, 2010
Monday, May 17, 2010
PASSION AND THREE IDIOTS ..
Saw three idiots yesterday...Yes after a long time after it was released…I have the habit of downloading movies and keeping it in the folders for long...Never have a glimpse of it then…After several months I watch the movie..What is the use or thrill in that?? Don’t know...
I laughed a lot watching the Chatur’s speech...Laughed to an extent that ma amma came to ma room and said “you have gone mad”…And about the moral the movie gives...Weise I don’t know how far it is practicable “To strive for excellence and not mere success”...I had a talk with ma friend one fine day and we discussed about life, profession and the dreams he had for his job..That time I had just resigned from ma previous job and he asked me what next...To be frank I was so speechless that I said “I don’t know...”…Then he asked me to watch three idiots ...But after watching the movie nothing has changed in me...Is it a bad news or good one I don’t know...I have always tried to learn something new in ma life everyday even though the gyaan is from a different arena from what I studied …I remember yet another person who asked me to watch three idiots..The person could be termed as a damn fool in his life as he has a measure for everything...A yardstick for measuring everyone...Even human beings and their feelings…and the most funniest thing is that he advised me to follow excellence...Heeeeee...thinking of the words “Human beings are just so different; they always advise you to seek help from them when we need; and when we ask them for help they end up showering us with advices”..Well that dumb*** is off ma life now...Thank god...
So back to three idiots...How can be it applied to ma life? What am I passionate about ?Am passionate about everything and nothing in the world...By profession am an electrical engineer who landed up in the land of coding, software engineering...But what do I wish to become at the end of the day??...I still don’t know...I don’t like electrical or information field...Its not I don’t like it...I lack the passion, the enthusiasm that I ought to have for those fields...Feeling strange...Yeah It’s strange...I discussed this with ma amma...She got confused and declared “what do you want to do in your life then? To live in today’s world man and wife should earn well “...I said “But amma, earning is not ma passion”
Dad responded all of a sudden “What about being a House wife? Do u wish to be one?”
Mom said “Very good option…I have been in that profession for the past 33 years...And that too without salary”
I replied “Stop it guys...You won’t understand “
I went to ma bros...I told him the entire story so far...He got mad and he shouted “you don’t wish to be in Electrical and IT, though you could do well in both fields ...Hmm...Better you join a call centre”
Heee……under employment I know...But still hmmm...
One night I thought about all the passions I had from childhood...
1. In 6th standard I wanted to be an archaeologist...Then that wish got buried I don’t know how…
2. In 8 Th standard I wanted to be a beautician, still I didn’t make up ma mind…
3. In 10 Th I decided I need to be a fashion designer, but that design didn’t get appreciation …
4. In 12th wanted to be a singer, but ma song never released …
5. At engineering first year wanted to be a doctor; But why? Still I don’t know...
6. In 2nd year wanted to be an astronaut…
7. In 3rd year wanted to be air hostess…
8. In 4 Th year wanted to be an IFS officer…
By the time I dreamt off all these I was given the bachelor’s degree with first class, how come? Don’t know...What is ma passion bhagwaan? Pls help...I prayed lot that night...I knew I was not aimless and that I am talented...
Next day morning I received enlightment...MBA, HR MANAGER...a friend of mine suggested:”why don’t you do MBA...HR manager??”WOW...even I thought about the same…he he...Yippee…I got ma passion…I told about ma passion to ma brother...
He told me “MBA? HR? It’s not creative...you should opt something related to what you studied”
Tadaaaaaaaa...Just see how water falls on ma dreams every time…it took me 23 years to find out what ma passion is and now this...GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR…
I talked to ma friend that evening...She told me “MBA? HR? R you mad? Try something like IT...SYSTEMS...Do u wish to be a house wife? Is that why you r opting HR? No man you shouldn’t opt for that”…GRRRRRRRRRRRRRR again…
That day I decided NO I would be an HR by profession and will try for IFS for sure...I wont lend ma ears to anyone from now...Its ma life...It’s now or never...
I laughed a lot watching the Chatur’s speech...Laughed to an extent that ma amma came to ma room and said “you have gone mad”…And about the moral the movie gives...Weise I don’t know how far it is practicable “To strive for excellence and not mere success”...I had a talk with ma friend one fine day and we discussed about life, profession and the dreams he had for his job..That time I had just resigned from ma previous job and he asked me what next...To be frank I was so speechless that I said “I don’t know...”…Then he asked me to watch three idiots ...But after watching the movie nothing has changed in me...Is it a bad news or good one I don’t know...I have always tried to learn something new in ma life everyday even though the gyaan is from a different arena from what I studied …I remember yet another person who asked me to watch three idiots..The person could be termed as a damn fool in his life as he has a measure for everything...A yardstick for measuring everyone...Even human beings and their feelings…and the most funniest thing is that he advised me to follow excellence...Heeeeee...thinking of the words “Human beings are just so different; they always advise you to seek help from them when we need; and when we ask them for help they end up showering us with advices”..Well that dumb*** is off ma life now...Thank god...
So back to three idiots...How can be it applied to ma life? What am I passionate about ?Am passionate about everything and nothing in the world...By profession am an electrical engineer who landed up in the land of coding, software engineering...But what do I wish to become at the end of the day??...I still don’t know...I don’t like electrical or information field...Its not I don’t like it...I lack the passion, the enthusiasm that I ought to have for those fields...Feeling strange...Yeah It’s strange...I discussed this with ma amma...She got confused and declared “what do you want to do in your life then? To live in today’s world man and wife should earn well “...I said “But amma, earning is not ma passion”
Dad responded all of a sudden “What about being a House wife? Do u wish to be one?”
Mom said “Very good option…I have been in that profession for the past 33 years...And that too without salary”
I replied “Stop it guys...You won’t understand “
I went to ma bros...I told him the entire story so far...He got mad and he shouted “you don’t wish to be in Electrical and IT, though you could do well in both fields ...Hmm...Better you join a call centre”
Heee……under employment I know...But still hmmm...
One night I thought about all the passions I had from childhood...
1. In 6th standard I wanted to be an archaeologist...Then that wish got buried I don’t know how…
2. In 8 Th standard I wanted to be a beautician, still I didn’t make up ma mind…
3. In 10 Th I decided I need to be a fashion designer, but that design didn’t get appreciation …
4. In 12th wanted to be a singer, but ma song never released …
5. At engineering first year wanted to be a doctor; But why? Still I don’t know...
6. In 2nd year wanted to be an astronaut…
7. In 3rd year wanted to be air hostess…
8. In 4 Th year wanted to be an IFS officer…
By the time I dreamt off all these I was given the bachelor’s degree with first class, how come? Don’t know...What is ma passion bhagwaan? Pls help...I prayed lot that night...I knew I was not aimless and that I am talented...
Next day morning I received enlightment...MBA, HR MANAGER...a friend of mine suggested:”why don’t you do MBA...HR manager??”WOW...even I thought about the same…he he...Yippee…I got ma passion…I told about ma passion to ma brother...
He told me “MBA? HR? It’s not creative...you should opt something related to what you studied”
Tadaaaaaaaa...Just see how water falls on ma dreams every time…it took me 23 years to find out what ma passion is and now this...GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR…
I talked to ma friend that evening...She told me “MBA? HR? R you mad? Try something like IT...SYSTEMS...Do u wish to be a house wife? Is that why you r opting HR? No man you shouldn’t opt for that”…GRRRRRRRRRRRRRR again…
That day I decided NO I would be an HR by profession and will try for IFS for sure...I wont lend ma ears to anyone from now...Its ma life...It’s now or never...
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