There are connections which seems to be lifeline at one point of time, and you feel you can't survive without those. But time and work makes survival possible even without those.
Life has been very happening lately, witnessed many new things. Don't know whether I should write or not. But anyways I have to express it somewhere, If not to my closest friends then at least to my diary .... my blog. Here it goes .... One of my best friends came back from his onsite. Since morning I was in regular touch with him. Although I was in office but for the greatest invention of man called mobile I was in touch with my friend, or you must say this was what I assumed. Then, at 1'o clock he let me know that he has locked himself out of the house and he can't enter. Actually my house has a strange locking system identical to cars. If you haven't taken the keys out of the house and somehow the gate gets locked then you have no way to enter the house. He stepped out of the house and due strong breeze, a blessing of Bangalore, the gate got locked. He called me for help. I told him to ask the security guard who is small enough and can easily get into the house throu...
This is from the time when I didn't know how to swim. I can recall two incidents from that time which are worth mentioning. The first one was at chhatth'2000 and the second at chhatth'2001. In our village we used give aragh at the bank of the river opposite to our village as that bank had sand. We used to call it baluahi ghat. So, the day before teenagers from our gaon used to swim across to decorate the other bank. Decoration was a symbol of reserving the place for us. We used ribbons, series bulbs, banana trees etc, to decorate the place. Back to the point, it was the day before the festival. All teenagers were crossing the river. There was a boat also and as I was a novice swimmer(that would also be boasting, I just used to throw my arms and legs), I was on the boat. As the boat reached the mid river my uncle asked if I knew swimming. I don't know what occurred to me, I nodded in yes. Then he just said jump in the water why the hell are you on the boat, enjoy man. Wi...
Lately I read the FountainHead. It turned my whole concept of these two words. Earlier I had attached good feeling with the former word and bad with the later one. But now I guess things are changing. Altruism means for others. Others must matter above you. Their thoughts their needs everything. Then you start doing a thing so that others might appreciate you. They must approve of you. And not that you really want to that job. The result that perfection and determination can never come in such an act. Thats in a sense curbing your independence. If I look my life its much more comprable to the charachter of Peter Keatings although I never achieved success like him. But yes the thought process was the same. Always thinking about others. Never doing a job because I really loved the job. Everyone was running for a seat in reputed college for engineering, I also ran in the same direction as my family members thought it was a good thing to do. Here also in job, do this thing as your manager ...
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