It was 4.30am. The alarm was stopped before it rang. It was like I alarmed the alarm. In fact I didn’t even sleep the whole night. Four hours at the maximum would have been a pleasure I would say, but unfortunately I didn’t even get that. Friend visits, phone calls, SMS’s, etc just kept pouring in as if I was leaving for good. It was just a holiday, I kept thinking. But having to think about me when my friends where going for their vacation, I would say I did the same.

A guy walked into my apartment with a cross-stud hanging from his right ear. Asked me to name my room number to check my authencity. After he was convinced I am the one, helped me settle into a big 8 seater cab, where the rest seven seats were filled. I loaded my giant truck into the cab. A thought flashed in my mind again – Would it be under 25kgs. I wanted to reaffirm my initial gut about the baggage.

A loud shut noise of the door made me realize I am within the cab. I checked around to get a feel of the people around me. My vision was blurred by the absence of light. Cleared my eyes a couple of more times to see if I am comfortable. Its been two weeks since I got rid of my glasses. After serving its life, my Bentley designer glass died. A crack sound, the lenses were parted, the couples separated, with me holding them in each hand and wondering about the future. It was two hours before my exam.

I gripped the thoughts back to the present. My thoughts kept flickering. I started enjoying the ecstasy of the thought-life-cycle (Trademark!). Thoughts are sometimes connected to emotions, emotions controlled by various random variables, some predictive to an extent.

I remember the day the flight took off from HAL airport in Bangalore. The cab drive to the airport was the scene which struck my memory then. I tried to find a correlation, but just could find one relation – arithmetically; the cost of my flight ticket. Otherwise right from the very scratch it was different.

Before I could think about anything else, Kingsford Smith stood in front of me. International terminal was filled with people at 5.30am. Travelers. I love them. I envy them. I wonder about their experiences. But this time it was all about my experience – interesting!

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The day before the journey is always a profound experience. You are running around to see if everything is in order. IF you are a guy like me then you would probably have things packed a day before leaving the small things to be packed the day before. Moreover since the flight is an early morning one, you better be in bed before it gets too late else you are always scared you wouldn’t get up. At times being organized is a real pleasure but on the other hand, you will never be able to experience the last minute mishaps.

You have finished all the pending work that you can think about – Informed the Bank, got the mobile phone guys sorted out, leave in a particular day when your rent for everything ends in time, meet with friends, get their lists in order, write down all the gifts that is going through you to which friend’s family – at times you may get mixed up with the gifts, change rooms if you have to contend that, plan your trip to the airport, buy gifts – now this is where half the profound experience I wrote about before is experienced, sort gifts in order of whom to gift – you shouldn’t forget the second cousin’s third daughter-in-law’s son by mistake.

After you have done all these, then you may finally believe “Yes, I can make it through to the flight”. But your fear of carrying excess baggage always strikes bell toms for Christ sake and you repack everything just to make sure it’s right. You also try to weigh them with bare hands since you are an experienced weight lifted to find out the abnormities in the weights that have been approved for the baggage.

When you are trying to all these you get call saying that you have been offered a Graduate position starting after your MBA, with the icing on the cake being that you are also being offered to work with them Part-time till then to get you geared for the work. Now you are more confused than excited since you don’t know which one to choose, the current job which has been influential in getting the final job and continue with that till you graduate or the new part-time job at the same place where you are going to work full-time post MBA.

But despite all these you are excited, astounded, joyous beyond spoken words, elated about your Indian trip.

Its less than 10hrs left to depart and I have no words to express about how I feel.


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We live in a networked world. All that binds us are clusters of people defining various relationships to us, the key here being the word relation which defines the relationship. We are connected by a sea of people, may be gazillion ones. Studies show that every sixth person in the world is connected.

The moment we are born into this world crying, we join this gazillion front and start defining these relations. We are shown to different people, different people see us; yet we still search to define that relationship. People we love, people we care about, people we live with, people we hate, people whose company we cherish, people whose company we wish would be everlasting, people who we cry for, people who we laugh at, people who we comfort us with, people we go to in the time of crash, people who form our circle of influence, people who form our supportive system; yet just one term distinguishes or cuddles us – relationships.

I don’t just mean a man-woman relationship here whenever I quote the word; rather I mean the sea of networks which can’t be lived without. I mean our parents, our brothers, our sisters, our friends, our enemies, our cousins, our aunts, our uncles, our grandparents, our affinities to name some. Yet we still keep searching for the key to build them and live with them.

What is that that defines this script? Is it the power of love or is it the power of want? Is it the power of network dependency? Or is it the power of comfort-zone as most term it as? The answer is still a mile away from quest.

Why do we live? To make a difference or to make money or to make this place a better place to live in? What is important? The power of brands or the power of why-the-brand-is-powerful? The thirst is still unquenched.

Meanings are being sought, options are being given, answers are being adopted, words are being customized, but nevertheless the power of the truth never fades. What brings darkness? The answer is simple. What brings peace or joy? Is the answer still simple?

Does where you do it is important or what you do there is more important? Or does the ability to prove why you did there regardless of what you did or where you did it is important? The answer is a jigsaw.

Yet for these questions we get to those people listed in the second paragraph for answers. The questions are asked by them and the answers are given by them – yet we get convinced. Still we feel the convergence is necessary. If homogeneous is the name of the game, then where would differentiation fit in? But if heterogeneity is the name, then where does expectation fit in. But if “expectations” is the name of the game, then where does real “relationships” fit in?

Unanswered questions are plenty, but it’s the mind which chooses which ones are to be answered and which ones to be left with a question mark?

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Finally the day has arrived where I can announce to the world without holdbacks that I am going to India for a month on a holiday!

Thoughts just don’t seem to flow into words at this moment in time; nevertheless I am so excited that you should be me to feel it. It has been over one and half years since I left the HAL airport in Bangalore and it would definitely be a delight to land at the very airport with a big bag of chocolates (the usual NRI style!).

I am looking forward to everything that I have been missing over the last so many months. My excel skills are being put to use now to its optimum, by preparing long lists of things that I want to certainly do while I am there. I guess the adversity of the trip would be that I would just get to spend about one month at home. But for the amount I miss the place and the list of things that I want to really do, there seems to be no real end and not enough time to engulf it. Regardless, I need to fit in the most trivial activities in the span of the time that I have.

I will try my best to keep afresh with the blogs this time around for sure, since I know for a fact that its been over few months that I haven't really written anything exciting. But I certainly promise there would be a lot of activity in this corner.

The most exciting part about the whole trip is that I have bought a new camera to capture the images to remind me of these wonderful days that I am going to be in India. It will rock this time without doubt.

Mama – I am coming home!!!

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There are so many beautiful women out there, but sadly I don't know them!


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