Life has changed

Reading through my blogs, some as old as 7 years, was one surreal experience.

Felt as if it were written by some other person with better English.

Whatsapp and all the plethora of other chat windows have definitely ruined by sentence constructs.

The life on the go is no more letting me take time out to contemplate on the past/present/future.

World is definitely getting flatter  -  all of us dressing, speaking, looking, acting out in similar ways.

What happened to distinct identities when you stood for something. In this era of social media are we getting lost in the crowd?

In the era of 1000+ friends on Facebook, how many can you really count on? Few I say!

It is easier to stay in touch than actually make a difference in that person's life.

Life is a race and just getting more and more competitive. Sometime it is surprising to see how far we are ready to let go of personal lives just to do well out there. In the end, what for?

With more buying power one forgets to relish the Rs 10/- frankie at the street corner.

World is getting better or worse?

Birthdays - loop of guilt

Celebrating birthdays always put a obligation on others to do the same for you.
It doesn't make any sense.
Such sweet things should come naturally and not out of guilt.

New beginning…

Just after CAT exam I remember I had cribbed saying I wont even get a call from SP Jain not even MDI.

After XAT exam I thought ok that’s its Roopa you can officially forget about A list colleges.

And my prediction came true in the 1^st list I couldn’t get through SP Jain

Results came out and guess what got 96.08 in CAT and 99.08 XAT.

Got calls from SCMHRD and NMIMS

I didn’t want to go to NMIMS so was neutral when I got call from NMIMS.

After some 2 3 weeks got through SP Jain. God I was so happy.

So I had 3 calls in hand, was sure about 2 of them.

Was all ready to join SCMHRD; because I was sure I will get through that one.

Then got rejects from both SCMHRD and NMIMS.

I was like if I cant get through these two how in the hell am I planning to crack SP Jain.

Morale was down for 1 week. But then I was like oh forget it let me try atleast.

I gave my best because I was confident. And I wanted to do the best.

And I got through the very 1^st list of SP Jain.

I was so happy it was like a dream come true.

I couldn’t believe a institute I thought I could never make it has taken me in.

And today I am starting my new phase of my life.

I am joining SPJIMR – SP Jain Institute of Management and Research.

Andheri- my home for the next 2 years, will have lots of fun.

I have made so many friends in the past, my childhood friends,

Junior college friends, College friends, fevicol group, Siemens Friends, thane friends(courtesy nishant)

The list is endless, will miss all of them.

Will miss my family and my best friend.

I will miss everything but in the same breath I am excited about this new beginning.

White Tiger

Lately I was afflicted by the “I want to write but what do I write” syndrome.

And then I was buggered by the “Excellent I will write on this topic but when do I write it” disease.

But I couldn’t resist from writing on what I have hit this time around.

WHITE TIGER BY ARAVIND ADIGA

Described as “With remorselessly and delightfully mordant wit”,

I seriously doubt that delightful part.

I know every one is gaga over the fact that the book has won the bookers prize.

And 99% of the people are hitting the bookstalls for this reason only, after all a award winning book by a Indian author has to be read by every Indian.

A brilliantly written book, one you surely can’t ignore once you have started.

The simple yet non colloquial way of narration has been tastefully done.

But the only thought that used to run through my mind while reading was doesn’t the writer find even one good thing about our country?

The author I feel has twisted every existing belief, custom, life style, behavior etc into a negative aspect just in the name of reality check.

There are numerous beautiful books out there which have exposed some of the most horrifying truths but have also appreciated the few things that are still good.

An apt example would be The kite Runner and A thousand Splendid suns by Khaled Hosseini.

Both the books explore the war ravaged country Afghanistan, the brutality faced by the inhabitants of that country, the atrocities inflicted on the poor people, the dirty politics and war that have eaten away a once beautiful country.

But Khaled has also highlighted the fact that in the sea of negativity there still exist some hope, there still exist some good men out there who genuinely want to do good for others and for themselves.

Life and people are not as evil as has been portrayed by Mr Arvind Adiga.

I don’t think everyone in this country is as morally depraved as the characters in that book.

Neither am I denying the existence of such people, but this holds true for every nation not just India.

Don’t accuse me of not being able to accept the truth.

I am full aware of the fact that most of the things mentioned in the book are true, but not all.

I firmly believe our people are not so amoral, depraved and insensitive.

True for me....

So many times I had this weird feeling that the same sets of events have already taken place.

As if I am living through the sequence again and again, going in a circle.

Whenever I feel this I try really hard to remember the exact circumstances of my previous encounter, but try as hard as I might it still eludes me.

But still have this gut feeling that I am not wrong.

It’s kind of like a déjà-vu.

And this feeling fascinates me because the key to the puzzle eludes me.

Each such encounter feels like a teasing, a reminder that I have yet not cracked the bounded coloured box.

What if it actually turns true, that we are indeed living in a time loop?

Guess this is what makes life exciting, the unexpectedness that lines every aspect of our life.

Have you ever woken up feeling you just fell from a height.

A feeling of weightlessness because of the illusion of falling marks this experience.

Free fall which lasts a split second and before you know what’s happening you are awake.

Some things are best left alone, knowing everything takes away the charm of curiosity.

Updates....

Long time since I jotted down my thoughts.

Many things have changed in a short span of time.

College days are over for me and a new professional life has taken its baby steps.

Complete carefree days has become a thing of past rather than being the norm of life.

Responsibility has taken the centre stage.

Managing your time and resources , taking responsibilty for things that happen around you.

No more th defense of "being just a student" comes in use.

Offcourse this in no ways mean that there is no exictement in what am doing right now.

Infact I feel so good, as if atlast am doing something constructive.

But I have realised with the right environment you can be encouraged to do even the most pathetic job in the world.

Positive vibes matter a lot, and I have been blessed with a wonderful work environment.

Once you start working you truly come to know your strength and weaknesses.

You come to know what you are cut for.

The cluttered image becomes less confusing with each step you take towards working on yourself.

But I miss my friends.

Now also when I meet up with my old friends I feel as if am back to my zone.

The same old crappy talk, back to jeans and tops, hogging on junk food and basically doing all the time pass in the world.

Its like a breath of fresh air when I sit and speak utter crap and not having the pressure of being always right running through my head.

In college every mistake was forgiven with an indulgent view.

Another dissatisfied soul......

Sometimes I feel today’s work culture erodes the family culture in a way.

An ambition for which diligent work has to be done somehow leaves mortal people who are part of your life in the back burner.

Like you are working towards something you feel will make your life secure and perfect yet loosing track of the purpose for which you were creating a secure world.

So where are we heading. Is there a solution for this thing?

Can’t we balance out things, remain ambitious yet be less greedy rather than dredging the same old loop of aspiring, achieving and dissatisfaction with the achievements.