Is it the beginning or the end??

Well well well!!! It's been so long since my last post that I even forgot the password for my account. But what a period of life this has been when i remained blogless. (Sigh!!!)


Considering my miniscule blogging experience (Just 3 blogs so far) this might not b a very readable or interesting post. But i assure u this is not just the end. There's still lots more to come.


Well talking about ends, recently i happened to end the first quarter of my life. And what a well timed qaurter this has been. In the first 25 years of my life i have completed my formal education and am moving into the new phase with a job in hand. For those of u who don't know what the heck am I talking about; well this particular phenomenon is in direct conformance with the postulates of life laid down by sages in times long forgotten (The ones in which they divided the whole human life cycle into 4 satges of 25 years each).


But am I happy about this end? Not really. One part of my brain will never accept the fact that my student life has indeed ended. And especially the last 4-5 years of this phase were such which nobody in his right minds would ever like to end.



The next question that comes to my mind is am I contented? That surely I am. I couldn't have asked more out of life. To hell with people who say u shud never get satisfied in ur life. Well with all that i have got how could i ever complain?


And who made it possible? It was the love, support and encouragement of people around me (Some of them especially). People this post is dedicated to u all who helped me all the way in getting where i currently stand. And with all ur best wishes i march into a new phase with head held high, proud of the fact that i have been associated with such people in my life.


Am I ready for the new beginning? Well that is one thing I am not very sure about. Now starts the phase when u start meeting new people. But these new faces will b a lot different from the older ones. And by this statement I don't mean only in appearance. Unlike the friendly faces that were so easy to find in the college these will b faces of competitors and hardcore professionals among whom it'll be really tough to spot a real friend. Well I might b proved wrong in due course of time about this. But this seems to be the general trend.


Also at the same time this marks the beginning of my own 'professional career'. To do 'justice' to whatever i have 'learnt' so far :P.

So to sum it all there is such a fine line between good and bad, truth and lies, beginning and end that it's hard to tell the difference. So the moral of the story is :

“Every new beginning comes from some other beginning's end.”

City of Concrete, Dust and Dogfights

Where do I begin? This seems to be the most sordid tale one could ever tell of. Even writing about it leaves a bad taste in your mouth. This city is rotten. And i wanna get out of here as soon as possible. Yes guys, m talking about Gurgaon, a so called highly developped and posh city. FYI, m here for 2 months for my summer internship. Not too long you would say? Well if u think so, u ought to come here n see it for urself.

Now you might be wondering that why have I developped such strong feelings against this place. Well, averagely m a very adaptive guy. So far in my life i have never had problems settling anywhere. Wherever i went, i relished the place for the best parts of it. So much so that the relatively worse features did not make me hate that place. But right since I have come here, I have been searching for one good thing that I could tell you guys about here. And after about one and a half month of looking around and tolerating it, I finally give up.

This city is nothing but a vast expanse of concrete jungle developed by a so called visionary Mr. K. P. Singh (the DLF owner). And where this jungle ends, begins the real Gur 'Gaon'. This infrastructure development that he is responsible for was a boon for the big corporate houses that filled his pockets with gold. The one thing that Mr. Singh didn't realize was that he created a bigger menace for the 'stupid common man' who walks the streets without any artificial air aroud him to comfort him; he made this place a city of dust. Within days of entering this place the dust sickened me, a problem that i still carry along. The moment i get some time to recuperate, some more dust fills my lungs. Tonnes and tonnes of dust are airborne here at all hours of the day. In our terms we call it SPM (Suspended Particulate Matter). But who cares whatever it is called. It's irritating and dangerous all the same.

That was about the dust monster. It can still be conquered if you are in the right state of mind. For being in a right state of mind you need to be surrounded by people who are supportive, cooperative and understanding. But here I have personally witnessed at least one dogfight on every street i've been to. The only difference being, there were no dogs involved.

I see frustration all around here. And it does no good to my spirits as well. It's this frustration that I am trying to relieve through this post.

It's very difficult to figure out the problem with thise place. But one thing can be said for sure.

"Something, somewhere, terribly went wrong"

The Opening Statement

Hey u all lazy buggers, sleep lovers, work haters and bench warmers. This blog is to announce my arrival on the blogging scene. Now people who don't belong to the groups I just mentioned in the opening statement i am terribly sorry to make u realize the truth. If you dont have any single of the above mentioned qualities you are human no more. And these very qualities give, if not full, a near complete description of my personality. And people who do have these qualities are my brethren and can count on me to uphold their pride :).

As of the blog's title; life indeed is a journey. The modes of travel differ from stage to stage. Sometimes u fly by huge distances making no stops. U make stupendous progress just like travelling in a jet. N then there are times when u feel like your life has just stopped as if u r caught in a traffic jam in a busy street in Mumbai. There are so many stops which u wish u wouldn't have halted at n there are so many of them where u wish u could've slowed down just a bit. Through this blog i wish to share my journey with you.

Since this is my first blog there's so much i wish to write. But i wouldn't bore u with all the uneventful happenings of my life so far. I'll tell u of all the interesting stops i make in my life from here on.

So whenever you find the time hop on to my blog n take a ride through the funniest, darkest or most adventurous parts of my life. Do share your comments on every post.