Memories

After months of hibernation, suddenly I remembered, "Oh my God!!!, I have a blog and it's my space to write what I want to"..well I still hesitate, a wee bit, come on, trying hard to get rid of that feeling.

While I wanted to read the comment from my friend on my earlier post, which by the way was hilarious, in it's own way, I came across another blog to which I am subscribed. A little background on that - it was started by one of my lecturers from the University who wanted to see the lazy bums in her class to get a little active, if not anywhere, at least online and thus, the blog was born.

Needless to say, I have never, ever written a single entry on that blog, of course while in the Univ., did muster courage to comment on somebody else' post. I know, what a sissy. Anywhooo, happened to take a look at it right now. The latest entry on that blog was a year and a half ago and another friend commented on the same five months ago :D .

I have mentioned in my previous post as well, I am in love with my alma mater, mostly because of the flora and fauna that I used to get to see. While reading the above mentioned post, I was made aware of the fact that the greenery, the beautiful water-bodies are drastically receding. They are cutting down trees big time. The last I visited the Univ. was two years ago and I always yearn to go there and see everything, which was so special and vital for me for two years. It is very sad to know what I cherish about that place is no longer there. I guess memories are all what I will be left with. I actually am glad I didn't get a chance to go there. For me, I would like to remember that place the way it used to be, so close to nature.

I got my answer in a day. It always, always holds good. As difficult and hopeless, a situation looks, something good does come out of it. No questions/doubts/concerns about it anymore :) :). I had read a long, long time ago and I strongly believe in it ,"The two most powerful words in the world are, 'Faith' and 'Wisdom'." Got another reason to believe in it even more strongly.

Not that easy...

You can look at a glass, either half full or half empty. Depends on your way of looking at things and apparently this simple answer decides whether you are a pessimist or an optimist. But is it so simple? Is life either black or white? Aren't there many grays? I would like to think that the glass is half full, that should make me an optimist. I don't think so.... There are so many other things which come to a person's mind.

According to me, it is impossible for a person to be positive all the time. I see many good things happening in my life, but it doesn't stop me from thinking about things which can be better, rather aren't going so well. I wake up every day, with a different outlook. "Look at all the good things in life, forget the rest. Time, hard work, perseverance will take care of things", I am told. I would like to believe it in. For most of the part, I do.. but then, I am just human. I go through days when I am uncertain about what I am told. Does it always hold good?

A new day has come

A little late to write this post, but better late than never. A new year, new aspirations, promises, dreams and a whole lot of things. Quite an eventful and important year in my life.

A little note on the year which went by. Eventful in its own way. Not a good start to the year,an all time low and gradually things kept getting better and better. Roses to conversions to loved ones getting married... what a year! Lost some , found many ... Helping a friend e a life-changing decision is one of the proudest moments for me of 2008!

Looking forward to the new year. At winter's end.. waiting for flowers to bloom..waiting for the year to fulfill a long cherished dream :)

Nothing makes any sense at all.. lets talk

I was trying to figure out what to do with my time, while I was listening to this song by Cold Play.'Nothing makes any sense at all.. lets talk'. I mean not necessarily if you talk , you can make sense of things. Just started thinking about things. At times, when you are trying to make sense of a situation and you start talking, it doesn't seem to help. You seem to be saying something, the other person interprets it in other way.. which brings me back to the question, does talking help all the time, or do you need silence as well to make sense of things? After all, silence is golden.

Good Old Days

My colleagues and I have recently gotten in the habit of walking for some time after we have our lunch. The conversation varies from office talk, movies, family, upcoming personal events and what not. Today, two out of five in our group couldn't come with us, and that left three of the most talkative people in each other's company. Trust me, we CAN TALK!!!

I don't know who started it, but we started talking about our school days and about the things which seemed so mundane at that point in time. The craze about having fancy pencil box. There was a time, you could only have a plastic pencil box, which was later updated to disney pencil box. I remember I created quite a scene to have a pencil box with white bottom and sky blue lid with pretty Daisy Duck on it. Oh! it was such a pretty little thing! Of course higher classes demanded 'geometry box' and nothing less than 'Nataraj' would do :) . It is a pity, if you have an older sister or brother, you have to make-do with hand-me-downs. Then there were pencils, which had fancy caps on them, I remember one which looked like a hand! How can we forget fountain pens and very strict instructions from parents to not lend it to anyone else, as it would hamper your own handwriting. The list goes on.....

The best part about today's lunch and post-lunch conversation was all of three of us are from different cities, different backgrounds, and have some age difference, yet we all were able to understand each other perfectly. One would start describing the object and the other would end it and then there would be squeals of laughter!

Never thought I would remember those things so fondly. And have company in doing so :) . Good old days ,they sure were, my school days.

Nostalgic

I love listening to songs, come to think of it, I don't think there is anybody who doesn't like to do that hmmmmm ( thinking)...
Moving on, I have this peculiar habit of associating songs with a particular time, place, person,situation. And regardless of when I hear that song, it will always make me nostalgic about the person and the situation. Wonder if its the case with everybody.(Wondering quite a bit over here, actually).
The feeling most of the time is great. "aaoge jab tum o sajna, angna phool khilenge", was listening to this song some time ago which made me write this post. Every single time I listen to this song, it reminds me of the first few months at the beginning of the year. Everything about it, comes rushing back to me. Would not divulge much, just that brings back memories, good,bad both.
It is just one of the numerous songs which are close to my heart and as afore mentioned, makes me nostalgic.