The Journey across the Atlantic

Every once in a while, you are confronted to start a new thing. Be it to walk or talk when you were a toddler, or going to kindergarten, or preparing for your first exam as a kid, or your first journey alone in train, by flight. These experiences can be very overwhelming when you do it for the very first time, but as early as second time itself, they become more of a habit! But, then come some special occasions in which the same experience can bring jitters to you all over again! This could be participating in a marathon, elocution, or going to a new school, or writing exams like IIT-JEE, AIIMS or, in my case, an international journey by flight!!

The PhD plan: Pre-journey worries!

Sometime in Jan-March 2010, My cubicle in Hyderabad office

"Doode, your CGPA is brilliant. The professors will definitely remember you man. Though you might need to meet some of them to jog their memory a little. But, if you want to do PhD...things like you went into corporate world etc will not matter much. I mean you have been working for less than a year now. More importantly, the IIT brand has not lost its influence as yet among the US universities! You can definitely get it!! At least, you should definitely try!"

But, the fears remained seeded deep within and these words from a dear friend were not enough to break those fears as yet!

June 8th 2011, Bangalore Railway Station

"You have to decide something, Balu! Either start making plans for settling down or start doing something about any future education plans!!" My mother's words woke me up from the deep slumber I was in!!

Who is Right?

It was another rough day for the man at office. But, he dreaded a rougher time at home. So, it was obviously odd when a silent apartment greeted him as he climbed up the stairs. But, as he entered the house and opened the door to his mother's room, he realized the storm had already passed. There she was, looking at him with eyes bulging from hours of crying. He came in and sat down to listen to yet another day's rant on his wife from his mother.

Just Rationality and Logic?

Sowmya and Satish had been friends for as long as neither could remember!...But, the reactions from Satish today have stumped her! This is certainly not the friend she knew for all these years, the one she admired, respected, and cherished the company through thick and thin! The qualities which made her fall head over heels for him are nowhere visible at this moment!

Lying on the ground, Satish was in a trance. He did not feel the high of the alcohol running through his veins anymore. More than what had happened, it was the slow realization of his misbehaviour that had sent him into the shock! He was in no mood of getting up! He just wanted to die lying there rather than realize completely the situation and then, worse, face the disheartened and shattered Sowmya!


Few years back...

Care for the Larger GOOD?

He clasped the object as if his whole life depended on it. The breathing was heavy, the heart pumping blood with huge thumps and his eyes bulging and confused. He was sitting at his usual spot near the wall-side of the street dustbin, with his legs folded up to his chin and watching the object intently. He did not understand the change the object brought into his life. 


As thoughts flashed away in front of his eyes,

Laziness...Or is it lack of interest?

Blogs had always invoked a special interest and enthusiasm in me. The idea of being able to collect your thoughts and put them out there for all to appreciate and reject, seemed to be the best way to improve my understanding of the world and to gain some perspective on the range of thoughts out there. I had been suggested by many, my own conscience included, to put down my thoughts on the net since they were either raw and mindless or thought-provocative and meticulous.

But, the major factor that had been hampering this long term wish had been LAZINESS...or so I thought!!