My first memories -1

Been a long time now, when I look back I see a trail I have left behind, not the best trail that one could leave, but anyway its mine, I have always had the fear that i may someday be rendered redundant, thank god thats not happening soon, for there lies a path ahead of me, that seems good enough atleast for now.
The title was not to suggest that,
unlike many of my brethren who came from towns back then I came from a village, and a village that most people do not know exists even now, except a selcet few, thats when I found myself in HOSTEL, I was 5 then, and the year was 1993, no fond memories of back then, but I remember my first evening very clearly and vividly, a scared little child, thrust out into the unknown, having completley no idea what had just happened.
I vividly remember RAMESH Daju, from singtam was in class 9 or 10 then, when my parents were arranging my belongings, he had taken me out for a walk and shown me the hostel compound, it was a big place, I walked around with him unaware to the fact that I would live in this place for the next 10 years, he showed me the place quite beautifully I remember, one view in particular remains very fresh and vivid in my mind the view of the road turning, on the seperation to the church path, maybe ill attach a picture later if i can of what it looks like now although it must not be as good as it was back then, that was in the afternoon.
then my parents left, I remember seeing many kids crying, all were older because I was only among the 3 people in UKG , thy were crying, wailing, but i was unaware what was going around so i dint even know whether to cry or not, then evening came, other older people were enjoying, recollecting how their vacations were but I sat all alone on my neatly arranged bed, for being new I was yet to make any friends then, all were talking in SMATTERING ENGLISH which I could not because I was still to get into the groove, but later yes I spoke SMATTERING ENGLISH too, small and lonely I dint know what to do, whom to talk to or how to adapt, a 5 year kid caught unaware.
as I wrote this post the picture I have in my head is very vivid and clear, I have forgotten many memories I have from back then but I remember the first day very clearly, and hope to retain it for the future too, another thing is that as I wrote this post , my throat clogged and i was at a loss of words, I cannot speak if someone comes into my room right now, my tear glands to have have become activated and a wet feeling is getting into my eyes, when I think of it I really feel for myself, I REALLY REALLY do, every kid who went to a hostel would understand , others cant, but i hope u do try.
P.S i have attached the location too so you can check that one out

a long journey !!!!

been sometime since i last wrote, so i had the time today and its raining outside so decided to scribble a few words down when i could, well that was the concept why i started this blog anyway, much has ben said and done in the month, i completed last month's posts only this month so im in full swing to make sure i get this month's posts up before it finishes.
much has happened over the course over this month, most of the achievements have nothing great about them but i regard accomplishments of any kind no matter how small  to be worth it ,and yes im back to my SOLITARY life, alone and single, and most of the time really liking the experience atleast thats what i am good at i guess, and yes another big change happened too, i got an offer for a job i've been waiting a long long time, wow i feel so relived now, and have choices to make as to which one i should go for now, but i hope its the one i waited for so long
and college is almost over and i should be able to escape from here by the end of may, wow i had been waiting for this day for so so long and now its finally here, nostalgic is something i will not feel much about this place when i get out from here, made some good friends here who id like to keep in touch with, hope to cross paths with some and some are just a pure waste of memory
yes, the best part is im going to be earning soon, and its a good package too so thank god now ill not have to call papa up and say dad this month is proving to be a little expensive so can i please get a little more, not that he says he will not, he always gives me what i need but its sometime a bit inconvenient if i can use the word, but its fine and yes getting posted in Gujrat, Varodara. so from the far east directly to the far west, but a better place by far from this shithole so ill like it i guess, and more things come up now, holidays, packing and bye bye parties had a lot of them this month, enjoyed them too,  cant get much out of my head right now so ill hang up here, and yes please keep reading. i know i write bad but feels good i have 2 followers, already met one and as for the second, i guess i will be having my orientation in delhi for the first month or so, so i would love to meet u in person , maybe ask for a few tips too,
looking forward to a new dimension in life , hope it turns out to be a good one !!!!!
FINGERS CROSSED !!!

March Diaries-3

I just posted the second edition of my March diaries and am determined to post the third instalment of the series so here I move though I guess its pretty late.
So as the second set of 10 days drew to a close I had a job, I could call myself an employed person (if I get my appointment letter later), well almost employed, and I could finally stretch and relax myself with the contention that 4 years of putting up with this place had finally paid off.
yes the third instalment of 10 days started with a bang as I would like to put it , you see we have a tradition of throwing a treat to the entire batch if we get jobs so it was out turn so on 21st we had our time, for I would always eat other peoples treats and wonder if my chance would ever come, well it definitely did come and came well at that too.
On the 22nd I was off to Bangalore or as they now call it Bengaluru, you see I had wanted to make this trip for a long time and I always wanted to do it as a student and it did happen, and all I can say about it was it was among the best laid back times I have had in my entire life.
College was on here, and I was bunking my class, and all I had gone there was to enjoy, and had a good time at that and met a lot of people too, some new faces some old but now that I know them all of them are old anyway.
Some people were fun, real fun infact, Maheep for one was one person who is a very good friend of mine, met him after 3 years, has become real WIDE now and if I don't meet him for another 3 years I have full reason to fear that he will be twice my size my then. Met Alvin da too, one of my real good seniors from school, had lost touch with him but thanks to facebook found him and now we are back in touch, has not changed at all although seemed a lot more mature than back than but still enjoyed meeting him after a full 10 years. Met Rahul da too, one of the people who inspired me to write, real good person, and a smile to kill for, totally the person i had imagined him to be and a real good person at heart. One of our dinners was at Nisha Di and Sachin Da's place, real fun people to be with , and great hosts and a great couple at that. Met Alisha too, one of the only good friends i have from the opposite sex, made her wait for 30 mins at brigade, but the smile melts all the anger anyway, met her after 2 years, she seemed very small, thugh she really is small, but she is still the smiley good girl I knew from school, has become more of a lady now but its all the same with all people I guess as time passed you got to grow up someday, met my brothers friends Vrij, Rahul, Tapan Da, the evergreen star Rob and Prakash. Would have liked to meet more people but i had a time constraint and some things dont work out anyway so left them at that.
I guess my brother deserves a para or so, so this para is for him, he was always the KANCHA (youngest) son type, naughty, complaining, rude and all that, and we both being in the same school our entire school lives I had to always fend for him, we went to the same schools and also were together in most of our younger ages. As all things change I had to leave him when I came to college and after that have met him just thrice for periods not longer than 5 days so it had been long since I had spent some time with him as an elder brother, so this was actually my chance, and it was him who was the actual reason why I visited Bangalore in the first place too, was actually surprised with him, has become much more mature and steadfast now, has shed the child phase behind and that brought a joy in me that he was finally becoming into a man, heck he even has more beard than I do so I guess he is indeed becoming a man.
Came back on the 28th and back to the Zoo as I like o call it and the month ended in a manner that set course to further my existence in life, altogheter a very satisfying time and a good month.
MARCH DIARIES !!!!!!!!!!!

P.S when I was in Bangalore I got that bad news that one of my batch mates hung himself , was a very unfortunate event and should never have happened, anyway for whatever you did it for I hope you find your rightful place in the afterlife ""REST IN PEACE ABISHEK SARKAR"" !!!!!!!!

March Diaries-2

I had started this series some days back and am moving on to the next ten days or so now .
after coming back from silchar i went through one of the moments when i actually felt good about myself and for the person i am, something so came to pass that it will determine my course if not for a long time then atleast for the next few years , well i got an offer for a JOB to put it straight. for many this is too big a joy for many it is another thing among many but for me. i wrote a little a week back and have not got back since. i think im losing touch but i am not , i will write or to better put it make myself write.
anyway the biggest significance of the second set of 10 days in march was that i got a job offer in a core company something i would never have imagined in the wildest of my dreams .

March diaries -1

i have hardly written this month and today seems to be the last day but i am in serious mood of making up for lost time so i am writing in parts so that i can get things sorted out more easily
some really good and memorable things have come by, things i will cherish for a long time to come, and some twists and turns have come to pass, the kind of events that will largely influence me and dictate a major part of the rest of my life.
i have been traveling a lot this month in fact, the beginning started off with a shocker and i had to go to silchar for an interview, met my really old friend chiten topgay, great guy, intelligent , simple and good looking too, but seems things have not been moving great with him anyway was really great with me and meeting after a really long time it was fun anyway, did all crazy things too, the evening before my interview i was howling with some of chiten's friends at their college fest, like i could have been doing anything better anyway , the thing was fine actually got through the rounds and was left hanging in the balance (READ: ""WAITING LIST""), no worries i am positive that i will be hearing from them very soon, well the start was pretty good that way, then came the twists and turns that i have been enjoying for the greater part of this month.
ill continue with the twists later so dont worry better things coming up soon !!

CATTLE CLASS !!

a few days i had to go to silchar, and the best and most convenient way to get there is to get there by train.
Coincidentally the train has only general bogies with those hard seats and which are stuffed to the brim with people who are making the journey alongside you and i had to pay like Rs. 33 for a 257 KM journey, and with that type of cut throat pricing you cant expect anything LITERALLY ANYTHING other than getting to your destination in one piece.
Sashi Tharoor got the sack for using the term but hats off to you, as i finally know the true essence of the term you made so famous.
HATS OFF TO YOU MAN
and now i can proudly say "you have never traveled in India unless you have truly traveled CATTLE CLASS"" !!!!!!!!

Anonymous !!

How far can you really go to be anonymous, seriously this may strange in the world today that I have even brought this thing up, in a world today when people vie for attention all the time how hard are you really prepared to remain unknown, unnoticed ????
have you ever felt the joy that comes out of being a commoner, many of us have not, and most of us do not even know that such a joy exists too, but sorry to break the image but there does indeed exist a feeling of infinite joy from being normal, to put it more appropriately ""A COMMON MAN"".
I have come across an infinite number of people who can go on and on about how they are seemingly different from the other people around them and how uncommon they are, but cut the BS people, no matter how hard you try you will remain no different than that person beside you so you may as well accept the fact.
I have lived a normal life, grown up normally and made my share of mistakes, had my share of victories and everything that comes in between, and I do not see anything different that most of the so called different people have done in their life. I have always striven to be normal and in fact I can say that I have done pretty well at it too, I can talk normally i.e without mixing two languages into one , I can eat normal food i.e without cribbing about ORGANIC and all that BS (I cook too so I know what it takes so as long the food is edible, I eat it), I can behave normally without asserting my superiority on others, and other normal qualities that makes me some guy on the street, heck I even travel on the back seat of the car as long as it gets me to my destination without killing me or breaking my back without complain.
Has anyone told you this "" OH !!!!!!!!!! SO YOU ""TOO"" ARE MR. Y'S SON, I THOUGHT HE HAD ONLY ONE SON""  , well the one son they are apparently referring to happens to be my brother, the too was meant for me, that's the anonymous me !!!!!
Seriously, I'm really proud of myself, for other than the closest relatives, close family friends and my village folk, people actually do not know that I am my dad's son, and now after many encounters and hearing some or the other version of the sentence mentioned above I just give a simple smile when I hear that, but I guess I have done my job pretty well too.
Strange as some people may say, for it may may appear so that I'm not proud of being my father's son, and for the record I'm proud of that but I have never lived in his shadow, I have weathered the elements on my own and made myself who I am today, though he has a great part to play in it but I still am ME, and I like being myself, for I am the original me, and do not go around advertising myself to be his son so that people come to know me, in turn generating a misplaced sense of self importance.
I am just another boy on the street who minds his own business, goes around doing his own stuff and likes being that way, for I do not need someone else to acknowledge my presence, I want to leave my own mark on the world, do things my way and live my life on my own terms, I do not wish to be someone's son, I do not want to hide in the shade fearing for what may happen if and when I leave, I chose to move on without the shade and the cover for I always know I will forever have the shade to go back to.
I wish I do not have to go back to the shade and I am able to grow wide and big and offer my own shade to others who may need it, and I do not know what fate has in store for me but until the day comes I will continue to be just another face in the crowd, another person on the street, just someone who is himself
""THE ANONYMOUS ME""!!!!!!!