Hours..

Jo called me a hyper case the moment I posted my last blog.. But let me tell you guys it doesn’t concern me in anyway… It’s about a friend whom I met after a long time and this change is pertaining to him.. What surprised me about him was once a shy and simple guy having strong moral values, doing stuff like this is kind of strange to me. So I just wanted to know if you guys also feel that way or not…

It’s been almost 6 days I am in Kolkata, sitting back at home and sleeping. Trying my best to help mom and dad so that things with my folks are in a comfortable situation once I go back to hell. Have been watching some movies off late… The Hours -- heard so much from so many people that I decided to watch it. I managed to get hold of the VCD after a lot of hard work. I had to watch the movie twice to understand it almost completely. I must say that apart from the beautiful plot which deals with the one day ( few hours actually) life of three unhappy women, the dialogue’s are very strong…They explained some mundane concepts with great subtlety -- happiness is a moment and not a phase… Mrs. Dalloway throws a party to cover the silence… No one couldn’t have been happy than the two of us… It goes on to explain the importance of that one person in your life and how things start looking meaningful in his or her presence… And when you think back every other moment spent in the company of others appears to be so stupid and meaningless… Beautiful movie, demands some attention, because the dialogues are important to feel and understand the movie…

At the same time, I have been missing my work place a lot and the people around me… There was so much to learn and grasp in the last two months… I spoke to a friend today who is still there and she feels the same way… She was also feeling bad to leave the place. I don’t know what magic has been spelled on us, but all of us seem to have a heavy heart when we are about to leave… Is it the work place only or the magic of Mumbai also…? I am sure that this feeling and realization will further intensify once we get back to Delhi, our old Delhi! The best part of my two months stay was that I regained my capacity to think, which I lost completely after joining Delhi School and wish to maintain that and not loose it again…

Questions....

He was standing in front of the mirror to realize that he is 23 and that things will get worse from now on -- in terms of looks. His hard work, his dedication to get that attractive look will all go in vain. He did all this to find the right girl for himself, someone to fall in love with. But he failed in the last couple of years…

23 and still single -- believes that life ends at 35 and that one should do and see and experience everything in life. Frustrated and tired he decided to get into a relationship with a gorgeous and smart girl -- he wants to be normal. Normal is a subjective word, but he defines it in a way which means that not to lead a celibate life and be like what many of the modern Indian youths are doing.. He wants to be in a relationship for the heck of it, no feelings from both sides, only lust probably and the madness involved with the idea of falling in love…

Is he justified to do what he is doing? Isn’t he being too pessimistic bout life? Isn’t the change he is undergoing not a change for the better future? I want you to reply to it seriously.

Anxiety awaits...!

With a heavy heart I left office on 29th evening. The experience was good, the learning was excellent. It’s not so easy to get away with what you love and its actually a major pain, something which I have been through in the past, something I would look forward to in the future… The experience of going to the airport on 30th was equally enticing! With incessant downpour and will scarce public transport plying on that day, things were even more challenging. Roads becoming river, NGO’s trying to help smooth out the entire process of commuting and rescue, kids playing on the roads were a welcome sight! Moving around with your own bag and watching the frustrated passengers at the airport and the airport officials desperate attempt to answer the frustrating passengers was a good time pass! The flight finally took off at 9.00pm to reach at around 11.30pm. Just like I was emotional to leave home last year, it was emotional for me to leave Mumbai and my workplace. I loved my work and enjoyed every moment spent in Mumbai. Some of the things were not upto my expectations but they were compensated by many of the other good things which have happened to me during my stay. Good that I came back on 30th evening to know that things at home are not just fine and I have to work towards it with the rest of the members to help improve the condition at home and to help mom and dad to ease much of the tension they are going through. We two brothers are doing just that and hope to tide over the crisis in a short time…

Two months, the best two months of my life in the last 4 years, were so good that I cannot probably explain it in words… To all, enjoy Mumbai and feel the positive vibes the city sends out…

Back home and soon will be back to hell, period of tension and anxiety awaits me from the 16th… Will my new self help me tide over the situation.. The questions is haunting me… The answer is awaiting…!