Life's Onward Journey...

I am still not tired of lazying around. In the last 14 days which I have spent at home I have just been eating, sleeping, watching TV, random (and some not so random) internet surfing. It is true that I have been on this kind of vacation after 6 long years. And I am enjoying it. But that does not mean that am not missing the life I had been leading before coming here. I am missing every bit of it, both the pains and the gains. I miss Bombay. I miss my friends. I feel like a nomad these days, traveling with a part of my life packed in a suitcase and the rest scattered hither thither. The place I called my own for 6 years belongs to somebody else now... All that deserves a separate post. Also, a lot of introspection has been happening since the day I have been lying idle. Will see if i can share a part of it here. But today there is something completely different which prompted me to return to my blog. I remembered a scene from Aamir Khan starrer Ghulam . Ghulam does not come under the

Since the past few years many of my close friends are located in different far-away lands. Every time one of them left from here (i.e. India) I used to get this feeling that things will not remain the same between us. And its true that life is not the same without them being physically present around me. But having them just a call away provides the comfort which keeps me going. In the past few stressful months all of my far-away friends have shared my mood-swings and irritations as much as those around me. Whether it was general cribbing or a teary conversation, a wake-up call or a gossip to share...all on international calling rates. Just yesterday I spoke to a friend after a long time and I completely forgot that he was on the other side of the world and we discussed all the possible stupid jokes that we used to share and laughed uncontrollably. He giggled as he used to after cracking those silly jokes. Felt so much like old times... Later when I was lying in bed trying to sleep, I

...I was on my way to Frankfurt. Actually I was going to Austria to attend a conference related to my work. I chose to fly to Germany and travel by train to Austria for quite a few reasons. Firstly, most of my friends whom I was meeting stayed across Germany. Second reason is more obvious... I love travelling by train . Also, Train travel + Europe = DDLJ Ok I didn't succeed in meeting my Raj, but there were plenty of other 'interesting' experiences. One of them I have already shared here . I will write about the rest some other time when I feel like. This post is about something else. As I was waiting to board the flight at Bombay Airport, thoughts of several kinds kept me busy. I was excited as this was the first time I was travelling out of India and I was scared for the same reason too. I was happy that I was going to meet a few friends after a long time. And I was nervous for my presentation at the conference. And I was prepared to feel all this and deal with all these

...you lie down to take a short nap after staying up whole night and then you wake up 4 hours later and discover an sms from the BOSS asking you to meet her at a particular time which is nowhere near 'future' or 'present'... With shaking fingers and trembling heart I called up the BOSS to apologize. One of the rare moments (yes it has become a rarity at this juncture) or may be I was lucky, I did not get screamed at. That has made my day! The current state of events are such that I don't need an 'active-good-event' to cheer me up. Absence of 'bad' ones is sufficient. :) And I have still not watched a movie (been more than 2 months). This is the longest I have stayed away from theatres. The blood-movie-level is sub-zero. I want to survive this difficult phase. (There is a chance of watching a movie tonight...lets see if it materializes) I want my thesis to finish itself (i don't mean commit suicide). And then I will be free.... Let me dream for a