Why do have to grow up?

Inspired by some thoughts on a no-so-long train journey, I write this. I could not get any sleep last night so I was thinking about life in general. I realized how awesome life was as a kid. We had no worries and no decisions to make. The biggest problem in life was some Math test which seems like the easiest thing right now. 

Why do we all have to grow up? I keep asking myself this question once in a while and never get an answer!  

After a long break

I realize I haven’t written in a long long time.  I figured instead of blaming myself, I will just blame Bangalore! Life in Bangalore has been different. Apart from staying away from family, I also travel by bus and make my own bed and things like that. Or like Ravi Mundoli puts it, I am a lesser snob: P

Anyway, the last few months have been really busy. I haven’t really had time to do anything sitting in outskirts of Bangalore. There is just enough time to finish assignments and more assignments and sleep. By the time I do these things, the day is just over. It’s so crazy that I can’t even attend one of my closest friends wedding.

I like being occupied so I am not complaining but sometimes I really wish I was home! When I was leaving, I knew I would miss home but dint think it would be this hard or bad.  I miss everything about Chennai - the sound, food, people, beach, traffic, hint of tradition that you don't see here and even quizzing!

But none of this is an excuse not to blog.New year’s resolution is to write at least one blog post every month. 

No enthu da

Laziness seems to get the better of me most of the time. I intend to do a lot of thing like cleaning, writing more often but just some how I postponed it. This is not a good thing at all. There are so many things I want to write at the end of each day. If only there was a draft section on my brain, there would be a lot of incomplete articles there.

Each day I make a list of things I have to do, finish only half. This is not a good feeling. I also partly blame cricket. First, it was the world Cup and now it’s IPL. I end up watching the match then too tired do anything else. The enthusiasm there was in so many things seems to have gone sadly and I am just waiting for it to come back. 

The year that just went by

So yes, 2010 is over. When I look back, I must say it has been an exciting year, full of surprises, more like unexpected!

The year actually went by without any injuries (shocking) I got a job; I am more independent than ever, I graduated, I drive, I pay my own money for stuff! Oh God, I could go on….

The year, I remember, dint start of too well. Things were not going too well. Making tough decisions, not having anything to do wasn’t exactly fun. But things eventually fell into place. I got a job that I really like and am learning a lot out from.

This year, I also met a LOT of people, made new friends, some of whom are very important to me. More like I wouldn’t know what I would do without them.

So on New Years Eve, A and I grabbed a sub and spent time talking about the same old stuff, which felt really good. Then I went off to an important call. So I spent most of the night on the phone! Sorry A! But before I went to sleep that night, I sat down and thought about 2010 and I smiled. I can safely say 2010 was VERY GOOD :)

Drive to remember

I am not sure if I have mentioned this, but I love driving/riding. It is something I enjoy a LOT. But ever since I started driving the car often, I had actually never taken a nice drive! But it finally happened last week.

It was one of those drives that made me really happy, felt really good. :) Geography is not my best subject and hence I was making the wrong turns, also thanks to people around me who were guiding me badly! On the bright side, it surely helped my U turn and reversing skills. Also I can drive with one hand :P

So I drove around the beach, small streets and what not! Nice chat, playing around, all the way through. Most importantly, at the end of the day, I was smiling, smiling big time :)

Shadiness/weirdness personified

I just came back from Bangalore last night and boy I am sooooo glad I back to singara Chennai. I got a lot of work done and it was a fruitful trip and all but otherwise the trip was only so so. Don’t give me the look; I have good explanation for making such a statement.

My friend Apoorva and I landed in Bangalore at 0400 hours. It was cold and dark, so decided to wait a bit till we proceeded towards where we were staying. Spent one boring hour waiting for the time to go by in the waiting room at the railway station. Finally at around 0500 hours we decided to get a bus. We were clueless as to where the terminus was and when we asked a few people they weren’t too helpful except one kind soul who took us to the bus terminus and told us which bus to board and where to stand et al. While we were doing just that, there was this shady guy staring at us. Here I must add he is probably the shadiest guy I have come across. We gave him the stop looking at us like that you douchebag, did not work. Next we moved away from that place, he followed us there. Meanwhile a bus arrived and the conductor told us it goes to the desired destination.

Happily we got into the bus thinking we lost the shady dude. Sadly we did not. He followed us to the bus too. He did not back off. I was dead scared. So we complained to this uncle later on and it worked.

That was one reason. Next being the buses don’t give you the ticket sometimes, or they take it back at the end of the journey and sell to someone else. Who does that? I was so shocked when I saw this. There was one bus we took where the driver was doing the job of the conductor too. Two in one. Again where does this ever happen? Weird isn’t it?

A lot of people refused to be friendly too. I mean when you ask them for routes, they act like I asked them some part of their property or something. Crazy people I tell you. I am not denying that there were some nice people who did help or at least tried to. There was a cobbler who refused to stitch my friend’s chappal. It got so frustrating so ran down to a store to buy some pin to temporarily fix it. To my surprise no shop had pins. They were telling me to go to a shop 2 streets away for a small pin. Why wouldn’t any normal shop have pins?

Haven’t I given enough reasons to justify my earlier statement?

A New Beginning

One day a few people suggested we do a quiz in QFI and at the beginning I was reluctant, wasn’t sure if I can handle it. Ended up doing the quiz and to my surprise it turned out to be good fun and a lot of people saying it was a really good quiz.

Then I thought its time to take it to the next level so accepted to do a inter school quiz for Sankara school. So today – first ever proper official quiz. It was good fun and also made some cash. People appreciated the quiz, telling us we must come back next year and all. Felt soooooooo good.

The only problem today was I felt a little old. People calling me ‘ma’am’ isn’t exactly fun. Although I am very relieved that they dint call me ‘aunty.’

So quiz mastering is something I am going to do a lot more.