All in all, a great day!
Confronted C V about her “unjustifying grading system” and walked out of her cabin! To be very honest, this might not work out in my favour. After all she has 8 credits for this semester. But it had to be done. It was never for the grades. It was for me, it was to make me feel better.
Got placed in Intuit.
And below its hindi translation read “Devataon ke Saal” on the information board outside a gallery having few idols and few paintings of divinities.
This is how a man defines God. A hero.
I re-visited Rajasthan in December and wanted to write about the trip for a long time. Now that I have one test to give tomorrow, my blogging enthu reached its pinnacle. That’s why the post :D
There are few faces, I will never forget. An elegant folk dancer, she was just a teenager but was chewing tobacco with typical “kothewali” style(sounds very filmy, I know(but its true)) . Service boys bringing water at 7 in the morning in the cold (we stayed in the dessert for one day). A guy wearing cargo with kashmiri embroidery and badla work(I salute the designer!!). The singer singing “Nimbooda” and the guy accompanying him playing ----(its basically two wooden strips in each hand(I forgot what it called!!!)) and many more….
One thing I realized during my brief encounter with Rajasthani people, no matter who you, what your income is, there is constant effort to maintain same royal lifestyle.
Today I had yet another session of brain-washing. And this time, it was not my mother.
It started with usual opening line - now you gonna live on your own in few months and off we were!
We talked(sometimes argued) about lots of things. Life, definition of ideal, what is morale, what is culture, what are values, how globalization is affecting all of us, what boundaries we should have, how one harmless mistake turns into disaster..
After few more clichés and those banal statements (which never made an impact on me), my patience began to wane. So I concluded on the extreme(usually works if you are trying to end the conversation) “so are you suggesting that I should not go anywhere on my own??”
And he replied, “No. Not at all. Just be careful”.
When all the advice can summed up in three words, why the heck everyone keeps prating!!
B’day party of a 6 year old…
Her eyes twinkled when she looked at the cake. She closed her eyes tightly, made a wish, took a long deep breath and blew all the candles in one go. Smiling broadly, she cut her cake.
And I stood there watching her innocent smile, her ecstasy when she saw her name on that chocolate cake, her flaunting gestures when camera focussed on her, her ability to adore every little thing about that night....
I envied her....
I don’t know whether stubbornly sticking up for your decisions, is right or wrong. Time will answer it eventually…
