I will start out with a book i am reading currently. It is called Zero percentile and deals with hopeless situations in life, when you realise that things are beyond your control, however hard you try. Then it is about opportunities that life throws at you when you everything is going against you.
What i liked about the author is that he makes it very simple, something that most of us have gone through in life. It transported me back to my school days when I used to share my tiffin box with my school friends and also the student teacher dynamics have been expressed so well out here in this book.
It talks about the growing up years of our lives and how priorities and perspectives changes. Mind it, the author is no chetan bhagat but that is where the beauty lies. You don't know what to expect and that makes it so beautiful.
Then i remember, during my engineering days at Himachal Pradesh, I always used to tun away home during my holidays and then realised what i had missed. Some places in H.P. like Sangla valley, Kalpa valley etc were some of the most beautiful and unexplored beauties which are yet to be seen by me.
I beleive that sometimes, the unexplored and unknown offers you the best one can never even imagine.
Monday, 23 November 2009
Sunday, 22 November 2009
Sweet November : The winters have set in finally........
I was away from here for a fortnight, why so? Well, the delhi winters have made me lazy, not that i am not used to it, how can one note be after spending the majority of his life out here. It is just that this time, it has started getting chilly very soon, from November itself.
So what happened till now? I was a witness to one of the most power packed protests of recent times when i saw 2.5 lakh ( yeah, dats true) farmers showcasing their agitation against the government for sugarcane pricing which was not in their favour. This was happening at the heart of the city (CP,Janpath) right outside my workplace. What you all saw in the newspapers the next day, i saw it happening right before me and trust me, that could have gone violent had it there was representation from the youth, only oldies were there that day.
What else, i took the metro ride via brand new NOIDA metro ( enroute CP to NOIDA) for the weekend to spend time with my friends at Noida. And today i pampered myself the royal way. /i got a full fledged Bengali lunch packed for me (right from aloo bhaja, dal, papad, maach bhaja, rui + hilsa) and top it up with mishti doi and rasogalla...........so after a long time i had let the bengali in me set free, and it was a day of calorising as much as i could. So , here ends a great weekend. And yeah ' Kurbaan' - i did watch it altough it could have been better.
So what happened till now? I was a witness to one of the most power packed protests of recent times when i saw 2.5 lakh ( yeah, dats true) farmers showcasing their agitation against the government for sugarcane pricing which was not in their favour. This was happening at the heart of the city (CP,Janpath) right outside my workplace. What you all saw in the newspapers the next day, i saw it happening right before me and trust me, that could have gone violent had it there was representation from the youth, only oldies were there that day.
What else, i took the metro ride via brand new NOIDA metro ( enroute CP to NOIDA) for the weekend to spend time with my friends at Noida. And today i pampered myself the royal way. /i got a full fledged Bengali lunch packed for me (right from aloo bhaja, dal, papad, maach bhaja, rui + hilsa) and top it up with mishti doi and rasogalla...........so after a long time i had let the bengali in me set free, and it was a day of calorising as much as i could. So , here ends a great weekend. And yeah ' Kurbaan' - i did watch it altough it could have been better.
Monday, 9 November 2009
IIFT Alumni Nite - What a Show !
7th November 2009 was special for me. It was the first time i entered the IIFT campus on a function as an Alumni. We have seen this night happening for the last 2 years and could realise this time, why it is one of the most grand and special events at IIFT. Being a passout this year itself, i felt still like a student. It was not that nostalgic for me the way it was for people who were coming here after years.
There were a lot of surprises in the form of balley dance being performed by special troupes - the first time in the history of IIFT. The campus was lit up so well that it looked like a newly crowned jewel. Aslo, there was huge participation from our batch which gave me an opportunity to reconnect with my old pals. Everyone was so excited about coming back to IIFT. Then add to it good food, cocktails and the rocking DJ dances, it was a very memorable time out there. Most of us never felt like going back, we got transported back to our MBA days when we use to dance till wee hours in the morning at such functions and the DJ never used to stop.
Somethings have still not changed like little bits of emosonal atyachaar ( for those who can interpret it), the undying spirit of the students, the booing happening in the auditorium and the memories, specially of the PDPs area, where we all went again and sat on the stairs, the way we did during our first few days at the campus 2 years back. It was so good to see so many of our batchmates , some of whom came from out of Delhi just for the event and many who were also equally enthusiastic but could not make it due to some constraints.
There were a lot of surprises in the form of balley dance being performed by special troupes - the first time in the history of IIFT. The campus was lit up so well that it looked like a newly crowned jewel. Aslo, there was huge participation from our batch which gave me an opportunity to reconnect with my old pals. Everyone was so excited about coming back to IIFT. Then add to it good food, cocktails and the rocking DJ dances, it was a very memorable time out there. Most of us never felt like going back, we got transported back to our MBA days when we use to dance till wee hours in the morning at such functions and the DJ never used to stop.
Somethings have still not changed like little bits of emosonal atyachaar ( for those who can interpret it), the undying spirit of the students, the booing happening in the auditorium and the memories, specially of the PDPs area, where we all went again and sat on the stairs, the way we did during our first few days at the campus 2 years back. It was so good to see so many of our batchmates , some of whom came from out of Delhi just for the event and many who were also equally enthusiastic but could not make it due to some constraints.
Some people never grow up !!!
Let me tell u all something ridiculous that happened to me on my birthday. on th night of 13th October 2009, after the cake cutting sessions and the ritual ass kicking stuffs, i thought the agony is over but i was wrong.
Now, i am going to give u a live description of violation of basic human rights which was conducted by my 3 flatmates. I was brought to our drawing room and then they started building up some nice conversation with me. Before i realised what was happening to me, i saw myself tied to one sofa set and then the three of them kept on continuously tickling me for the next 15 minutes.
They very well knew this is something i am allergic to and returned it back to me. i kept on shouting slangs and abuses but it fell on deaf ears. To my horror, they started capturing the whole act on camera and threatened to post it on YOUTUBE. I guess, they have not done it yet, who knows they might do it after reading this blog.
I kept on shouting at them to grow up since i was not a kid anymore but they didn't listen. Initially, i was very angry at them and wanted to vent it out to them but then i realised when was the last time someone had done something like this to me and i could not think of such a birthday even as a kid. It was strange but i was feeling happy, i was smiling.....in fact i loved it, what hey did to me, it was such a fun.
That day, i realised that sometimes we should just let go of it. We should let out the child in us. They gave me a noisy, loud and fun filled birthday which could have been very boring without such set of friends, i could have been clebrating this birthday alone too.Because they gave me something i will remember throughout my life and this birthday became one of my special birthday.........and i realise that perhaps, sometimes, we should never grow up !!!
Now, i am going to give u a live description of violation of basic human rights which was conducted by my 3 flatmates. I was brought to our drawing room and then they started building up some nice conversation with me. Before i realised what was happening to me, i saw myself tied to one sofa set and then the three of them kept on continuously tickling me for the next 15 minutes.
They very well knew this is something i am allergic to and returned it back to me. i kept on shouting slangs and abuses but it fell on deaf ears. To my horror, they started capturing the whole act on camera and threatened to post it on YOUTUBE. I guess, they have not done it yet, who knows they might do it after reading this blog.
I kept on shouting at them to grow up since i was not a kid anymore but they didn't listen. Initially, i was very angry at them and wanted to vent it out to them but then i realised when was the last time someone had done something like this to me and i could not think of such a birthday even as a kid. It was strange but i was feeling happy, i was smiling.....in fact i loved it, what hey did to me, it was such a fun.
That day, i realised that sometimes we should just let go of it. We should let out the child in us. They gave me a noisy, loud and fun filled birthday which could have been very boring without such set of friends, i could have been clebrating this birthday alone too.Because they gave me something i will remember throughout my life and this birthday became one of my special birthday.........and i realise that perhaps, sometimes, we should never grow up !!!
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