I almost forgot I had this blog and put Calvin's thoughts up here. Come to think of it, I saw the date I put my first post. Couldn't believe I did this when I was probably going through a very very bad patch. Seemed like my ship had hit a huge sandbank right in the middle of no where.
But its almost 2 years since then. There have been more trying times and I have just grown up. Its funny because I think I've started to believe in the maxim that "If is does not kill you, then it makes you stronger".
I dare not say I can try and find the under-currents or the real motive behind what anyone says to me (unless of course they are direct)but I know some instances where I could feel it. My instinct told me, "Dude, what you guess is right". I often did not follow it. Seemed my near misses during my younger days have been quite a strog reaosn for me to no believe my gut. Think I should start trusting it more now.
So, after my PG, I was still without a job and kept prospecting for just one thing. A good job that will get me closer to Oil and Gas. I was so Passionate / Persistent / Rigid that I even had a little dis-agreement with the director of the college. Nevermind that. I went back-packing with Rohan to Chennai, Auroville and Pondicherry. Ofcourse the real motive for us was different. I went there to prospect a job and Rohan to have a look at A.R. Rahman's Music school. Both of us did not find what we wanted. We were not so satisfied with it. Anyways, that was not our problem yet. We debated whether to go to auroville or not or stay put in Pondi for 3 days. Seems our decision was good. Enjoyed our first ever wild ride, stayed at friends homes, a cheap hotel, rented a Luna for 75 bucks a day and see Pondicherry our way.
Fate did have something for us in store at home. I got a new job which almost gave me what I desired and a lot of foreign travel and Rohan cleared all his exams and got a great internship for 6 months. Life did give me a good high tide and get my boat off the sandbank. Its over 4 months I'm out of India and will continue to do so until the end of this year.
Boats still runs into sandbanks, unless navigated carefully. I hope I navigate wisely. Although one sandbank is due...soon.
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
Me, Myself and Calvin
To Quote Calvin:
“I’m yet another resource-consuming kid in and overpopulated planet, raised to an alarming extent by Indian Culture and Bollywood, poised with my cynical and alienated peers to take over the world when you’re old and weak.”
Or atleast thats what I like to go with.
I'm all for Bill Wattersons thought process and views about almost everything.
Here are some thoughts I readily stand by for:
“Why isn’t my life like a situation comedy? Why don’t I have a bunch of friends with nothing better to do but drop by and instigate wacky adventures? Why aren’t my conversations peppered with spontaneous witticisms? Why don’t my friends demonstrate heartfelt concern for my well being when I have problems? …I gotta get my life some writers.”
It’s hard to be religious when certain people are never incinerated by bolts of lightning.
“I’ve been visualizing the conceptualization process. That’s the hard part.”
“Well, it just seemed wrong to cheat on an ethics test.”
“If warped values are the price of a vicarious thrill, so be it!”
“People think it must be fun to be a super genius, but they don’t realize how hard it is to put up with all the idiots in the world.”
“These are interesting times. We don’t trust the government, we don’t trust the legal system, we don’t trust the media, and we don’t trust each other! We’ve undermined all authority, and with it, the basis for replacing it! It’s like a six-year-old’s dream come true!”
Leave it to a girl to take the fun out of sex discrimination.
As far as I’m concerned, if something is so complicated that you can’t explain it in 10 seconds, then it’s probably not worth knowing anyway
I think the surest sign that there is intelligent life out there in the universe is that none of it has tried to contact us.
Some people are pragmatists, taking things as they come and making the best of the choices available. Some people are idealists, standing for principle and refusing to compromise. And some people just act on any whim that enters their heads. I pragmatically turn my whims into principles.
The purpose of writing is to inflate weak ideas, obscure pure reasoning, and inhibit clarity. With a little pratice, writing can be an intimidating and impenetrable fog!
That’s the difference between me and the rest of the world! Happiness isn’t good enough for me! I demand euphoria!
A little rudeness and disrespect can elevate a meaningless interaction to a battle of wills and add drama to an otherwise dull day.
Life’s disappointments are harder to take when you don’t know any swear words.
I’m not dumb. I just have a command of thoroughly useless information.
“I’m yet another resource-consuming kid in and overpopulated planet, raised to an alarming extent by Indian Culture and Bollywood, poised with my cynical and alienated peers to take over the world when you’re old and weak.”
Or atleast thats what I like to go with.
I'm all for Bill Wattersons thought process and views about almost everything.
Here are some thoughts I readily stand by for:
“Why isn’t my life like a situation comedy? Why don’t I have a bunch of friends with nothing better to do but drop by and instigate wacky adventures? Why aren’t my conversations peppered with spontaneous witticisms? Why don’t my friends demonstrate heartfelt concern for my well being when I have problems? …I gotta get my life some writers.”
It’s hard to be religious when certain people are never incinerated by bolts of lightning.
“I’ve been visualizing the conceptualization process. That’s the hard part.”
“Well, it just seemed wrong to cheat on an ethics test.”
“If warped values are the price of a vicarious thrill, so be it!”
“People think it must be fun to be a super genius, but they don’t realize how hard it is to put up with all the idiots in the world.”
“These are interesting times. We don’t trust the government, we don’t trust the legal system, we don’t trust the media, and we don’t trust each other! We’ve undermined all authority, and with it, the basis for replacing it! It’s like a six-year-old’s dream come true!”
Leave it to a girl to take the fun out of sex discrimination.
As far as I’m concerned, if something is so complicated that you can’t explain it in 10 seconds, then it’s probably not worth knowing anyway
I think the surest sign that there is intelligent life out there in the universe is that none of it has tried to contact us.
Some people are pragmatists, taking things as they come and making the best of the choices available. Some people are idealists, standing for principle and refusing to compromise. And some people just act on any whim that enters their heads. I pragmatically turn my whims into principles.
The purpose of writing is to inflate weak ideas, obscure pure reasoning, and inhibit clarity. With a little pratice, writing can be an intimidating and impenetrable fog!
That’s the difference between me and the rest of the world! Happiness isn’t good enough for me! I demand euphoria!
A little rudeness and disrespect can elevate a meaningless interaction to a battle of wills and add drama to an otherwise dull day.
Life’s disappointments are harder to take when you don’t know any swear words.
I’m not dumb. I just have a command of thoroughly useless information.
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