After three grueling months at work, I have been able to finally steal some time away from everything, even myself, to be here at the writing desk. After a slow start, some random posts just to keep at it and some serious stuff as well, the blog seems to have come full circle. Just like life. Its a little difficult to explain but do take my word for it.
The year is coming to a close as well. The world did not end which is a little disappointing. Have to wait some more to see what's on the other side. Would have been nice if we could have all gone there together but no such luck. After fifteen years, I had a year that was a little different. I finally had a year that I wouldn't mind reflecting upon. Mostly I say "good riddance" at the end of every year and move on without a second thought. It's just another day - 1st January. So not sure what's the fuss about. Like when I said "I am 37" during a casual conversation yesterday at lunch in office and a dear friend and colleague couldn't believe his ears. So what's the deal with trying to appear young? Which dictionary lists desirable and attractive as synonyms of young. I haven't found one yet. Who cares if you are 37 or 67? I am sure the world doesn't give a damn.
The highlight of the year was completing a year in Bangalore recently. No one in my family believed I would last this long away from Delhi. Absolutely no one. I have now played host (or shall I say hostess) to a lot of friends and family so the fear of doing a bad job is now waning. The mantra is "If you need something, ask for it" at my place. Better still just familiarize yourself with the apartment and help yourself. And I hereby write a retraction to my previous post. I found excellent paneer flown in from Delhi, outstanding Peshawari cuisine (translates to the most sumptuous & delicious murgh & kebabs ever!), gulab jamuns and besan laddoos just like the ones up north and the same killer sweet jalebis in Bangalore. I found roads next to home where I can push the peddle and do 90 kmph drives anytime of the day without the fear of speed challans. To top it all, my colleagues also introduced me to a dhaba near office which serves authentic north indian food - parathas with white butter and chicken curry kinda stuff! What can I say... Life is sorted. :)
The year is coming to a close as well. The world did not end which is a little disappointing. Have to wait some more to see what's on the other side. Would have been nice if we could have all gone there together but no such luck. After fifteen years, I had a year that was a little different. I finally had a year that I wouldn't mind reflecting upon. Mostly I say "good riddance" at the end of every year and move on without a second thought. It's just another day - 1st January. So not sure what's the fuss about. Like when I said "I am 37" during a casual conversation yesterday at lunch in office and a dear friend and colleague couldn't believe his ears. So what's the deal with trying to appear young? Which dictionary lists desirable and attractive as synonyms of young. I haven't found one yet. Who cares if you are 37 or 67? I am sure the world doesn't give a damn.
The highlight of the year was completing a year in Bangalore recently. No one in my family believed I would last this long away from Delhi. Absolutely no one. I have now played host (or shall I say hostess) to a lot of friends and family so the fear of doing a bad job is now waning. The mantra is "If you need something, ask for it" at my place. Better still just familiarize yourself with the apartment and help yourself. And I hereby write a retraction to my previous post. I found excellent paneer flown in from Delhi, outstanding Peshawari cuisine (translates to the most sumptuous & delicious murgh & kebabs ever!), gulab jamuns and besan laddoos just like the ones up north and the same killer sweet jalebis in Bangalore. I found roads next to home where I can push the peddle and do 90 kmph drives anytime of the day without the fear of speed challans. To top it all, my colleagues also introduced me to a dhaba near office which serves authentic north indian food - parathas with white butter and chicken curry kinda stuff! What can I say... Life is sorted. :)
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