October 19, 2008: No, it isn't my best birthday ever or my parents' 25th anniversary. What's so special about this date? Well, I just happened to stumble upon my blog and realized that was the last time I blogged. So, one would ask, why should anyone care?
It's amazing how things have changed. Once a Delhi boy, my coordinates are now diametrically opposite. A simple engineer became an IIM graduate. Got published. The Sales 'baccha' (as Rupal would call our breed) gave way to the high flying consultant. Friends and cousins got married. Had kids. Touchscreen phones became the new age diamonds. Farmville united the world. Hell, even Blogger changed!
I also realized that the avid writer and poet (me) stopped writing. Reason? The simple and straightforward explanation could be the IIM rigor that didn't afford me the luxury of penning down my musings. Bluntly put, that's a lie! The partial reason is that I've been a lazybum. The honest answer is that I had so much going on in my life that writing was like an emotional turmoil. I avoided my blog! More on that some other time.
Some things though, never change. The way brothers still fight over the TV remote, the way your friends still pull your leg, the way your parents still ask you daily if you have sufficient money, the way your sisters still send you those rakhis with handwritten letters, wherever you might be, Doordarshan, Madras coffee (even in New Jersey).
I read a quote recently: Mature, but don't grow up! Profound, I say. Reminds me of what a batch-mate of mine told me before graduating: I'll now stop Facebooking because of what my boss may think of me! Really! Is it bad to keep in touch with your friends? To me, this is the germination of getting de-socialized. Pray, why, would you give up the people with whom you spent the time of your life in order to become a 'successful' corporate monkey. Of course, you keep cribbing about how life sucks now.
That day, I took a stand. I'll not change - I'll put in that extra effort to be in touch with the people I love. Losing people hurts. Ask me. And it is not worth the dough anyways. You have but one life, live it your way. Do what you enjoy the most. I don't endorse being a rebel at work. No - give it your 100% or more, but don't isolate yourself. That's my goal. Times may change. I'll not :)
And while we are on the topic of change, this is my third Diwali away from home. I promise myself, this is the last. Hopefully, though, it should be awesome - I'll be in the city of dreams: New York :)
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