Friday, December 30, 2011
Thursday, December 29, 2011
2011 is fast fading. It is ebbing with every single sun set. But it has been the most remarkable year for me.
Well. to begin with, I blissfully embraced 2011 with lot of satisfaction. I have successfully shouldered the responsibility of In-charge in one of the most sensitive place for more than a year and half. Few days into my new year, I also got my promotion order.
With few merry moments, then 2011 started unleashing surprises after surprises for me. In January, the worst fire disaster engulfed 14 precious yak calves of my father. For my father, it was a loss far beyond anything. The magnitude of loss nearly claimed his own life. He had a heart attack!
Somewhere in the middle of the year, I survived the worst road-crash. I thank god for giving me the kind of head and knee that withstood the worst bang of my life. My speeding car lost all its shape keeping me intact as if to say and show that its human who create and destroy. I thank my intuition here because I choose to insure my car cent percent. without insurance, it would have cost half my annual salary to mend 3 cars.
Few months after that defining period, Its was my passion that came under attack. My flames of passion for writing nearly got extinguished when I was warned in black in white by someone, who in my knowledge, have not even seen what I actually wrote. It was my letter to my representative that was questioned by a third party. This taught me that, at times democracy is funnier than funny thing.
My surprises for 2011 did not end there. It kept on coming. It was rather interesting to know what auditors have found about me. They found out that I was travel freak. I wish I were but unfortunately I wasn't. I thought, those poor auditors have mistaken me for a real travel freak. To be very transparent, I should have been inch shorter(taller) and few pounds heavier (lighter) than the real travel freak.
And then in the month of June, I competed against myself for a scholarship that would take me to India for my tertiary education. I topped the interview! But going to Gujarat was not like going to Australia, Europe or USA. It was saddening thing to realize that I had no reason to take my wife along. Because I am destined not to mint money in my life. By the way I am very much a GNH practicing man.
Then in September, 2011 had the last surprise for me. My father-in-law's speeding van nearly took the lives of four people. Thanks to the Bus from other direction, it at least stopped the van from toppling off the road. However, my father-in-law broke his leg. without an immediate major surgery, the case could have been worse.
Having passed all these testing times, I feel I have survived the major tests in my life. I have also come to realize that positive mind set is all we need in times of hardships.
For now, I am anticipating good things not only for myself, but for the entire humanity. May the year 2012, a year of Dragon bring happiness, health and wealth to all.
Happy new year to all
Tuesday, December 27, 2011
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Sunday, December 25, 2011
Wednesday, December 21, 2011
Well, for now, I am at home, heart and soul. The days are just as beautiful as the life is. The clean air, cleaner water, serene valley and radiant atmosphere is where my Home is. Can I not say Home is a place of grace?
Tuesday, December 13, 2011
So, on 1st of December, I went to write my first paper. We were suppose to begin our exam at 2:30 pm, but due to some lapses in between, we were given question papers as late as by almost 30 minutes. Nearly half hour gone, I was worried as to whether I would be able to complete it in time. But a very healthy and giant lady leaps in our room and still manages to say "Chinta Math Garo". Later, I realized that she was our exam controller.
I could hardly make out, what I was actually writing. In super haste, the points and the paragraphs on my answer sheet looked haphazard. There was hardly any time for me to critically think and analyse the answers. I blurted out everything that struck my mind.
Then in between, a man came and asked me to produce my Student ID card. Hell! I felt my rage at its brim. I hated him for the distraction he was bringing forth. They already took good amount of my time and still wanted to waste few of my precious minutes, That was truly annoying, insulting and bitter. I immediately grabbed my bag, took out the card and threw it on his dirty face. But he said "cool down". Inside, many thoughts gushed in my mind. I felt embarrassed about the way they conducted our exam (that day).
Not only that, one thing or the other kept on distracting me all through. At regular interval, amplified prayers from a nearby mosque took away my attention just like a honk of a speeding automobile on the highway.
Saturday, December 10, 2011
It was 7th December 2011 in Ahmedabad. It was exam time. I had International Economics paper in the afternoon (at 2:30 pm) and as usual I have told my favorite Autowala to come and pick me up at 1:30pm. He is a very senior citizen by age, (probably in his late 60s) It was like an agreement drawn between two of us. But annoyingly and frustratingly, he didn't turn up that day. In my madness, I blamed him, I yelled at him (internally). I regretted treating him everyday with Lassi and ice cream in amol Shop.
So I had to take another auto that day. As I came out from my exam hall at 5:30 pm, the first thing on my mind was to find another Autowalla, with whom I might have to bargain for the fare. Autowalls here have an immutable tendency of charging more fares from foreigners. So fixing the fare in advance is what I always do. As I walked out from the gate, I was surprised to see him (my favorite Autowalla, that senior citizen)
I immediately started scolding him in Hindhi. I told him " abb Booth Kharab Admai hai" . with that I got into Auto and he started driving without even replying a word. On my way I asked him why he didn't turn up. But he had his own reason. He told me that he had a problem with his Auto. But seeing his brand new auto, it did little to convince me. So I yelled at him and said " abb Juuth Math Bolo". That day I told him to drive me straight to my room and not to amol Shop. At my gate, I took out Rs 50 and paid the fare and told him that I do not require his services anymore.
But My favorite autowalla looked in my face with his hands holding to his ears. He said " I am sorry Beta". It touched my heart immediately, Seeing a very senior man begging forgiveness and sorry from me was something inexpressive. And moreover, with his toothless mouth, he reminded me of my dad. But I did not show my intensity of feeling to him.
As I walked to my room, He called me and asked me about my next exam. He told me that he will not make the same mistake again. After a while I responded to him. I told him, If he does then, I will not talk to him forever (even though I have only 2 years to stay here)
Friday, December 2, 2011
|Photograph of the Year|
|Dream realized !|
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