I’ve long wanted to write this post, but didn’t due to professional reasons. Now that I’ve resigned, here goes.
I’m leaving Indian shores in a month to the American West Coast. For higher studies.
Yes, I was supremely happy when I got the notification. It’s sort of worn off now.
What’s not worn off is the gratefulness I feel towards all those who stood by me through my trying times and pushed me to get this far. My parents, first and foremost, without whose encouragement and support I would probably have taken the easier path. And all my already-slogging-in-the-USA pals, especially Shruthi, Swati and Bigshow without whose “App off this year, don’t waste time” lectures I wouldn’t have filled in any applications this year,… without whose large doses of help my apps wouldn’t have been as good. And the friends in Bangalore, who made my time here much more fun, much more bearable.
I’m aware life’s not going to be easy. Not after being used to more Sodexho coupons than I can handle, and having to get used to preparing my own meals. Not after being used to always having enough to get some glad rags or handy gadgets and having to get used to living on a student budget. Not after being used to having a part of the day to myself, when I can forget about work, to having to get used to being a student 24/7. It isn’t going to be unmanageable, but it isn’t going to be a cakewalk either.
But what the hell, that’s part of the deal of being able to work on what I like.
Or atleast, what I think I like. I’ll know in less than two years from now.
All the worries, doubts and reflections aside, California, Here I Come.
Quite, quite frequently, we get these mails or shares on Google Reader or random quote on some website which says that HORROR OF HORRORS, your computer keyboard has more germs on it than a HORROR OF HORRORS toilet seat.
Then everyone gasps and nervously wipes their keyboards, before forgetting all about it…. remembering only to quote it time to time.
Oh, why doesn’t anyone, ANYONE ask the difference in the lethality levels of the microbes found on a toilet seat and the ones on the keyboard? Or a banknote?
Or, for godsake, the human mouth?
There’s a difference, isn’t there, with the sort of movement the keyboard sees, and the sort of surfaces it comes in contact with? Much different from a toilet seat, isn’t there?
There’s a marked difference, isn’t there, between a strain of Botulinum and a dish full of cold viruses?
That apart, the last bit of Rakhi Ka Swayamvar is to be telecast tomorrow. I’m simply dying to watch. Oh, my, what’s happening to me, me who can’t watch a K-serial to save my life, now addicted to the pre-fixed saga of this girl living out her fantasies?
Still preoccupied with quite a few things. This post was just to stay sane. Just a few more days… and then I’ll probably be even more preoccupied. Oh, well, you know what they say…. The Reward for Hard Work Is Only More Hard Work.
I have half-a-dozen drafts very close to completion. I just can’t seem to find the patience to do that. They are on various topics – fairness creams, national integration, some of the stuff I had said in my innocent childhood which don’t sound as normal in the post-Article377Awareness world, Rakhi ka Swayamvar, the i-pill, movies I watched last week – Via Darjeeling and Nadodigal (both with very disappointing endings, though their premise and execution were rather good), why I like TV better than having to download movies and watch them, my general pissedOffness at the decentish Pammal K Sambandam being remade into something totally unwatchable (Kambakkth Ishhq) by even a hardcore Bollywood freak like SG.
But all I seem to be able to post are random one- and two-liners that should have been tweeted instead.
Either that or really long-drawn-out posts that ramble on and on without any focal point.
It’s been pretty long since I wrote a nice 1000-word long post which doesn’t diverge from its point too much. Hell, why this Intermittent Writer’s Block?
Maybe it’s because I’m a bit busy and distracted on various counts these days. Or maybe it’s just the moon which drives me loopy and dreamy beyond tolerable limits when it’s full.
Or maybe I just find it hard to articulate things well these days.
<Voice of Bill McNeal>Which is it? *superior chuckle* The world will never know.</Voice>
And now I’d better post this before the power snaps and this languishes in the account as yet another draft.
Till we evolve to sync the layer in our brain (mind?) that feels emotions with the one that articulates them into words, good luck to us.
If we manage to keep from wanting to kill everyone else around us till then, that is.
Ive been really bored lately. Thats something to say, as boredom is my usual state of mind. Now I seem to have hit rock bottom.
Ive exhausted all my feeds, logged in and out of all my accounts too many times. Im not finding interesting movies. I can no longer listen to the same old songs. Ive gone out just too many times. Exhausted my sleep quota. Im not getting any new ideas to work. Nothing else is interesting me.
I guess its the soggy weather.
There, now Ive blogged about this too. Nothing else to do.
Bangalore is Silicon Valley, eh?
As well as being the Capital of Karnataka?
If that is the case, why the hell isn’t there an IMDB entry for Upendra? Bloody hell, even some Miscellaneous Crew Member from Dilwale of the same name gets a mention. Why not our Uppi?
It gets worse.
All that Ka.Ra.Ve does is write ‘Kannada is in our blood’ etc all over Gandhinagar. Why can’t they do the basic needful for Kannada on the Net? Is there no Uppi fan who knows Wiki and IMDB can be edited?
What a sadness.
[I'm no fan of Upendra, not watched more than a couple of his movies, and I found A too... weird. But hell, IMDB entry atleast!]
Update: Here it is, the Wiki page for A. Add content, do.