Love, at last revealed!

It's been a long time since I have posted anything over here in my blog. Not that I didn't want to, but I couldn't! Call me crazy, lazy or anything you want, I just couldn't write a clean blog post on several topics I'd wanted to. :( But TODAY is a very important day of my life and I just DO NOT want to waste the opportunity by writing nothing about the day that it was!

Today, the 25th day of March, 2012 is a day to be written in red letters in my life. For today is the day I ultimately dared to propose my long time friend, love-crush, Ms N. You can also say that I only revealed to her about my feelings and the love I have towards her without actually knowing anything about how N feels about me. Nevertheless, I am feeling so very much in Love now! N could totally understand my feelings. But I felt she wanted to tell me about something which she couldn't tell today. But I am hoping that in a few days' time she tells me something that I am dying to hear from her, wanting to hear from her though all my senses have no belief in this hope thingy!  To a person who had gone out without any expectations but to have returned home with a smile and hope of making someone he has so dearly loved for so long his own and forever is a thing to be cherished for a long time. I shall surely enjoy this sweet moment for as long as possible, by protecting and nurturing it to the best of my abilities. :)

Oh Boy! I am feeling so much in Love today! I just love the day, the night, the air, the light, the language, the letters and words that make up the language, the nature, the world, the universe. I LOVE YOU, N.

What I did today has been the bravest thing I have ever done in my life till now! Just a few years back, I used to fear appreciating a person who truly deserved it. But today I am happy I have told N that I love her.

N is a very sweet girl. There are many simple things that I have liked in her. For e.g. I like her complaining when the coffee is too hot and when the same coffee turns cold after a while! I like her for her interests in movies, food and friends. I like her for narrating her life's bad experiences in a funny manner that brings about a smile on the face of the person listening to it. I like her when she, instead of telling the end of the story she is narrating from past 15-20 min, tells "...actually, I do not know the end of the story as I used to sleep-off by the time my grand mother finish narrating the story to me when I was a kid...(giggles)".

I also like her for the complex modern woman she is. N is witty, beautiful for me (;-)) and at the same time she is a responsible person and a dutiful daughter to her parents. She is intelligent and a good story teller ;-) At times I feel that she is a living drama queen since it seems to me that a lot of drama is involved in whatever she does! She is also empathetic and can read and understand a friend's mind without asking much questions! And she is also a little dumbo at times!:D

N is, for me, a 100% package who is everything I'd ever expected from my life partner + some cream and chocolate + some nutty toppings + a cherry at the top :D

My vocabulary doesn't allow me to write more than what I have already written over here without repetition of words, sentences and meaning. But my feelings towards N are 100% natural and unique and I feel no language ever created by a man can be enough to express them!

Here is a very beautiful song from movie Manasaare which is apt for the way I feeling now! The lyrics for the song can be found here.

Bah!! Love is really strange :)

In my first blog post I had mentioned that I had fallen in love and that the life had become difficult in its own way for me after the love had happened to me... I still haven't yet told the girl that I love her nor have I told anybody else that I am in love... and hence my current situation is as good or as bad as it was when I had written the first blog post more than a year back!

In these past few months (to be read as months from the time I wrote my first blog post to till now), I have seen a lot of changes in me... a lot of changes have happened in the world around me that has truly affected me... like for example... job change, purchase of a plot of land for the construction of our dream home, etc. And then my love had also changed, it had waned actually... I had started liking another girl who works in the same office... but then one day there was this flash of light in front me... a kind of sudden realization that I was doing wrong and the only lady other than my mother I am in love with was my original girl and not the new one!!

I am still trying to tell my girl about my love. The problem is whenever I am with her, my tongue automatically gets tied and I am unable to tell her my feelings. The same thing happened last weekend. I had taken her to a movie. And while returning home after the movie, I tried so many times to tell her my feelings. But each time I opened my mouth to tell her that, the words didn't come out! I used to talk to her about something completely different from what I had intended to tell her. But one major achievement is that when she was about to get down from the car, I told her that I have to tell her something. She did ask me what it was and told me to tell her. But then I went completely blank! I didn't know what to tell her! At last I managed to tell her that I shall tell her on some other day and just drove as fast as I could from her place! So much for all the love I have for her!!! :(

Though I am scared that she might not acknowledge my love for her, somewhere deep within my heart/mind I am quite sure that she too likes me, she too loves me. But how do I find out that I am correct? How do I find out that she loves me or at least she likes me more than a friend?

Bah! Love is really strange! I had never realized how a simple love for a girl could affect a man. I wonder how the girls who had proposed me in the past had ever dared to do what I am trying to do now? Are girls(women) really braver and stronger in taking rejections in their stride than boys(men)?

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Quiz: What is the age of the world's known youngest grandmother?

How old was your granny when you were born or at least as you remember seeing her first? 50? 55? 60? 65?

My grandmother was around 70 years when I was born. And when I say the word grandmother, I can remember about her as having wrinkled skin, drooping eyes, lots of experience in life, master story teller, queen of patience, my favourite friend, my beloved, my confidant.

Only recently did I realize that all grand-children may not expect all of the above from their grandmother(s)... for world has got its youngest grandmother who is aged... hold your breath before reading further... only 23 years!!! Rifca Stanescu, a Rumanian woman, is a mother of 2 and a grand mother of 1 at the age of 23 years. At this speed, she surely has every chance to become the youngest great-grandmother too. :)

But on a serious note... how good is it for young adolescents to give birth? A serious topic to ponder over... but let me not get into the details about the same over here in my blog. The world is free; and may people do what they feel is right.

Another thing I realized from this incident... Indians are not alone in terms of child marriage... there are lots of  people from other countries (developed or otherwise) too who are competing for the same.

Here is a "copy paste" of the information already available on the net in many other websites...

Rifca Stanescu - Source Times of India

AT 23, THIS RUMANIAN WOMAN IS THE WORLD’S YOUNGEST GRANDMOTHER

LONDON A 23-year-old woman from Romania has claimed to have become the “world’s youngest grandmother”, a media report said. Mum-of-two Rifca Stanescu was 12 when she had her first child Maria. She urged her daughter not to follow her example - but Maria gave birth to son Ion while only 11, the Sunreported. Rifca had married jewellery seller Ionel Stanescu when she was 11 and he was 13. They eloped because Rifca feared her father wanted her to marry another village lad in Investi in Romania. She was forgiven when she had her daughter - making her mum, also Maria, a great grandmother at 40. Son Nicolae was born a year later. The young mum later tried to persuade Maria to stay at school. But Maria left to wed when she was 10 and had her baby six months later, the report said. PTI

The article published at Straits Times has a few pictures of Rifca and her family.

Mistakes I can never correct - 1

All of us make mistakes... and some of them make blunders... and I have made crimes!!! Well not literally but in my own way yes... I am a chicken... and I am scared to talk about this with anybody... but I want to... and hence this blog post.

This blog post contains few of the incidents that have happened in my life which I could have avoided... but I didn't... coz... I was involved in them... The incidents are not in any chronological order but just in the order which I feel most bad about. :(

Incident 1: Put a piece of cloth into my granny's mouth.

This must be the worst mistake/crime I have done in my life... and I can never excuse myself for doing this nor does anybody who has seen/heard me do this...

One afternoon, almost 7-8 years back, when my grandmother was alive but sick... and had become bed-ridden forever.. unable to move around on her own... and when she only made noises whenever she was too tired to tolerate the excruciating pain she was undergoing... I did an unimaginable crime... a crime for which I am unable to forgive myself...

That particular day I was at home trying to study for my BE semester exams... and the noise was too disturbing for me to concentrate on my studies.... and my mother used to shout at my granny whenever she made noise... Not that my mother had enough of taking care of my granny and hence was shouting at her... but just like all human beings.. my mother used to lose her patience once in a while and used to shout... That particular day... I guess my granny's pain was severe and she was in no way going to be the same old quite tolerant lady she usually was.... She kept making noises, shouting because of the pain in her body.. and my mother kept shouting at her whenever granny made noise...

I am not too sure why... but I have the habit of supporting my mother even at times she is wrong... that day too... I just wanted to help my mother and stop her from getting angry... and how could I do it other than asking my grand mother to shut-up!! :( Shit.. I did it... I went and told my granny to shut-up... but with tears in her eyes granny asked me put fire in her mouth in Kannada (means to see her dead)... which was the only way to end her miseries... I was taken aback... but I had lost my temper... I was too shocked to see my grandmother not stopping making noises instead telling me to burn her... I ran took a piece of cloth... and tried to push it into her mouth... She shouted.. shouted loudly... cried for help... and my mother came running into the room.... Mother asked me to leave the room immediately... and so I did by warning my granny to not make any more noises as it was disturbing me for my exams...

After a while.. I guess my granny's pain subsided... and she lowered her voice... and the guiltiness had already started killing me... slowly... to this day... each day... it is killing me... inch-by-inch... it is eating me up... Why on earth did I ever do this to a lady whom I had loved so much as a kid... whom I'd admired so much as a person.. and without whom I couldn't spend even a day.... I have done a crime.... and I can't excuse myself...

To add to this guilt nobody scolded me... nobody even asked me why I did what I did... not even my mother... and at times I hate her for doing this...

My grand mother was the eldest in the family... She was the eldest daughter.. and having married at an age of 14 years... she had done a lot... sacrificed a lot to bring the family of 4 sons and a daughter and their children and her sisters' families and her brother's families to the stage where they are right now.... But because of anger... I had lost control of myself... I became somebody whom I didn't know... and I did something I can't even imagine doing in my wildest dreams...

My grandmother didn't live for too long after this... guess in less than a year.... after I did all these she left me and my family and went to a place where she might have found peace forever.... the saddest part for me is that she didn't even ask for me in the last few hours of her life... She might have excused me for the gravest mistake of my life.... but I have sinned... so shall I bear the fruit for the same in a way or the other.

Sorry "Ajji" for all the wrong I have done to you... for hurting you... for having fought with you when you were alive... I was wrong many a times... but nobody corrected me... nobody made me change the way I did and what I did.... Guess this is my punishment.... I ask you sorry.... and also I request you to not excuse me for the crime I made.... coz.. if you ever pardon me... that day shall be my last day on this earth.

A site of our own... at last.

This is an update to my previous post....

Today (i.e. 4th of August 2010) we brothers ultimately signed the required documents and became the proud owners of a 1200 sq. ft of land in Bangalore South.

It wasn't before a long wait, some fights, lots of discussions and planning did we sign for this piece of land... And today I am happy that somewhere my positive approach did help in grabbing the offer we had in hand... Like Airtel's advertisement says.. "Never miss and opportunity", we too didn't miss the most valuable opportunity of life to own a property in the Bengaluru/Bengalooru/Bangalore city.

When in school/college/university many of my friends used to wonder why I (aka my family) live in a quarters and don't own a house... they thought I was a super-rich son of a super-rich dad with a super-rich brother to help out in whatever situations I was in.. how wrong they were... Many a times I did try to explain them and make them understand that I was not what they assume about me... they all appeared satisfied by my tries... but weren't convinced enough to believe it was true... until they saw me and my previous home in Bangalore North.

And now the long wait (another one) is over... its time to start waiting for something else.. to build a home of our own... which might start happening very soon.

Somebody wish me good luck... :)

Why are people so insensitive?

Well this is a question to which I am trying to find an answer from a very long time but with hardly any luck...

As I have mentioned in one of the older blogs... I am already a little under-confident because of premature balding! But to add to this people around me make blatant comments about me losing hair and about how difficult it is to find the right girl in the future to get married to... Of course not all the people make fun of my balding head.. some of them are just concerned about me... but still they manage to hurt me and my feelings.


It is very painful for me to listen to these comments... how much ever I may try to neglect these people and their stupid yet obvious comments about my raising hair line, I can't at times control my emotions.. Whenever I am alone... I almost feel like crying.. but somehow control myself to not cry... to not feel bad... but there is a limit to all those things... I am after all just another human being...

One thing I can't understand is why people give so much importance to something that doesn't deserve it... Like hairs on a person's head is given more importance than what is inside it... A person's physical beauty is given more importance than his/her inner beauty. At times when I hear to a comment about my receding hair line, I'd want to ask them "If a woman's boobs size matters to them to have sex or the interest in having sex?". "Does a person's physical beauty decide anything about his/her intelligence?" The ultimate question is should a person's hairs, limbs, height, weight, colour decide about what exactly he/she is and the way he/she behaves to a particular situation?

The obvious answer is a big NO... but I know, people out there aren't listening to my questions... they aren't interested in it... None of these except the person him(her)self is more important to live on this earth... yet many don't see the bigger picture...

Of-course even I am giving it more importance... to hairs which are more like "Today In and Tomorrow Gone" and to the people who pass the comments.... I very well know that I can't stop people from saying what they want... I should now learn and adjust to the world which is blind, ignorant and stupid.

The only silver lining in all these is that... at least my close friends, my family isn't that bothered and make the same type of comments as others do. But somewhere in the corner of their hearts (or minds) they too are bothered about me... and my future... Hope to bring some +ve light to all those who care for me with my new found confidence and bravery in dealing with the other stupid lives on earth.

This blog post is dedicated to all those who silently suffer because of no mistake of theirs.

Words of wisdom

I donno why... but today I am in an eclectic mood... to read the best to know the best and to do the best...

I was going through some best speeches in the world...and to start with here is one of them from my India's ex-President Shri Abdul Kalam.

When there is Righteousness in the Heart

There is Beauty in the Character

When there is Beauty in the Character

There is Harmony in the Hope

When there is Harmony in the Hope

There is Order in the Nation

When there is Order in the Nation

There is Peace in the World

So true are his words... What it means is simple.. yet difficult to achieve....

We all have our own principles... or what are understood as moral principles which either makes do somethings in a way or not do a thing in another way... for a vegetarian his moral principle says that killing of animals is bad and hence it is bad.. and for a religious Guru, praying to the God daily is something without which life cannot exist.... In whatever forms it might be, we all live and let others live because of our moral principles...

What our Abdul Kalam says here is that a strict adherence to the right morale, brings about a series of actions starting from beauty in ones own character to the hope of bringing order to an otherwise confused nation and in turn brings peace to the humanity.

Hope everybody in this country understands the true meaning of these words of wisdom and move ahead to make India the best country in the world it was in the past.

The longest wait...

I am not sure.. if waiting for a girl/boy friend is the longest wait or awaiting for the arrival of a new life is the longest one... but for me at the moment waiting for the hike letter seems to be the longest wait...

Its been more than 2 years since I have received a hike at my current office... My last pay hike was in the year 2008 and after that I haven't even heard of a rumour about me or anybody else' in the office getting a hike. For those who have lost their job, this might seem absurd, but for me this is the moment.... I will be completing 5 years at my current office.. and wouldn't want to stay longer here with the same wage... Even after putting a lot of effort in the past one and a half years, I have't been given a good rating.. and now if I don't get a good hike.. it would mean... end of the contract with the employer... I may not be the best... but I am almost better than the most found in my office... and am also sure that with a little more effort I can beat many others in the rat race to a higher salary.

For many it might seem why am I so interested in getting higher salary and also they might wonder about my current income... Let me say something if you have got such an idea... I am not the kind of a person who is after money... What I am trying to do now... is really difficult for me... it is making me go against my wishes... but at the moment I need money... and a wish/desire to earn more is not a crime according to me.... Moreover after a few years, my plan is to get out of this rat race to make money and instead get into my all time favourite career - teaching and research and development in the computer science field.

This week I shall know what would be that magical figure of my hike that would make me either stay for a little longer or move in search of greener pastures.

I am a bloody optimist.. and I wouldn't blame anybody if I don't get a good hike... after all I have been thinking of changing the employer for a long time now... and if it is possible in a way or the other... let it happen... I shall happily receive it.

With the market looking positive, getting a good hike with a jump isn't difficult... but that is only an alternative... my first love is my current employer... and if I can be satisfied with the amount of hike I might get..  I shall be happy to stay for a few more months... otherwise it will be a ta-ta goodbye to the current company and hi hello to the new one. :)

Shall soon update about the same....

Signing for the site...

Oh boy.... the elders in Karnataka have rightly said... "mane kaTTi noDu; maduve maaDi noDu" which means "Try building a home; Try conducting a wedding ceremony" It isn't easy doing either of them... And with regards to marriage... even after it is done... the difficulties don't go away :D

Continuing from the previous article, the deal to buy the site in Bangalore is almost finalized.. we have already applied for a loan at the State Bank of Mysore.. and now awaiting for their investigation to finish at the earliest so that the loan get sanctioned and we pay the current site owner and make the site to our own... Of-course this event triggers another event...of planning for the house and building our home...

Initially the problem was with the arranging of the documents to submit to the lawyer and to the bank.. and now after submitting... we are awaiting for a favourable response from the bank... If the bank doesn't allot the loan, God forbid, if at all it happens then we will not only miss an opportunity to buy the site at the currently accepted site value but also we lose extra 20,000.00/- Rs as fine for not accepting the deal. Hoping for the best at the moment...

Shall update when the deal is done.. and we start our dream to build a home again... :)

HOME SWEET HOME

At last something is happening towards buying a property in Bangalore.... :)

From years we brothers have been trying to buy a immovable property - site or house - in Bangalore. And now it has almost become true. It all started around 6-8 months back when we were at the heights of searching for a house to shift to Bangalore South. After almost 16 years we shifted back to Bangalore South from Bangalore North. This change was triggered because of my father's retirement and also due to other personal reasons. Before shifting actually happened, we were trying our best to buy a home or to buy a site and then build a home. But bad luck or whatever you call it (I call it good luck), we couldn't buy either of them. So ultimately we settled for a rented duplex house. The house is quite beautiful. But the quench for our own home didn't stop. Instead it increased 10 folds or even 20 folds. But our lives had become busy after moving to this new place. By being closer once again to our relatives my family and I had found our long lost joy. So we couldn't spend enough time in the search.

A couple of months back, my brother saw an advertisement in a daily and we rushed to see this new apartment that is being built near Kanakapura Road. The apartment is from HM group and is beautiful. When we approached the concerned people from the HM group, we were taken to a model apartment. And guess what, it was a first love to all of us - my brother, SIL, nephew and to me. On one side, we could oversee the swimming pool from the veranda and from the other side we could see the vast stretch of land covered with trees, smaller buildings and other things!! And as I said earlier the apartment was a first love to all of us, and we at once decided to buy it. Initially my brother and I were against buying an apartment. Our argument was- "Even if you own one, an apartment doesn't give you the satisfaction of actually owning something completely to yourself. Because you are actually sharing the same piece of land with 100 other people". Anyway,  we had softened over the last few months. Probably we had got desperate after searching for more than a year and not finding even a single home or site within our budget or satisfaction matching all our criteria. That evening we collected as much information as possible about the apartment from the manager and left for home. We were all kind of happy, kind of satisfied that at last we have actually decided to buy something.. something that we all kinda liked in the first look itself.

A couple of weeks later my brother and I decided to take a second look at the same apartment but at different time of the day - noon - and the Sun was burning like hell. In the last 2 weeks my brother had enquired about the possibility of loans from a few banks. We had also shortlisted 2 banks for the same. But we hadn't realized that this second look would actually make such an impact on us! It completely changed our perspective about buying the apartment. The model apartment which we had seen the last time was all fully furnished (model, you see, so it should look beautiful, even though the furniture was no good and we couldn't open or close any of the cabinets). We decided to see the same apartment once again. And this time we also decided to see another apartment without any furniture. So when we saw these for the second time and got the quotation for the apartment, we realized that it would cost us a whooping 60-65 lakh Indian rupees. That was too much of a price for us. We gave the manager some reasons and took leave of him and went back to our home. On the way home, I all of a sudden realized that instead of paying so much money to an apartment which cannot be extended or modified later in life, why not invest on a site and build our own home? Moreover ours is a joint-family. So there is every possibility of family growing bigger over the coming few years. And at the same time I remembered that we had discussed about a site in Bangalore nearer to our current home and according to our estimate at that time (6 to 8 months back), it would cost around 30 lakh Indian rupees to buy the site and then build a duplex 3 bed-room home which would cost us anywhere between 20 -25 lakh Indian rupees. Compared to the total cost of the apartment, we would have saved anywhere between 5 - 10 lakh Indian rupees. Moreover, we also can extend, modify our home in future. Not only that we could BUILD it the way we want. When I informed about my idea, my brother immediately called up the site owner and inquired if the site was already sold to somebody or if it was still available for sale. The owner said it is still available, and we told him that we are interested to buy it and this time we would go for it no matter how difficult we might feel to arrange the cost of the site.

I proposed this idea in front my family - my parents, brother, & SIL. The very initial question we all had was, which bank to approach and how much loan should we take? What is our repayment capacity... and even before we finished finding answers to all these questions, we had started dreaming about our new home. A home that would be planned in the dreams and shall be built for the future of our dreams. And today, I met 2 people - one from the bank and the other one a lawyer. After the initial verification, I was told by the lawyer that all the documents are correct and only one more document is missing which I/we have to get it asap. The bank guy seems to be a nice chap but kinda over enthusiastic. And I guess it is for our good (or may be even to meet the monthly target ;) or probably because of high respect for another person a relative of ours through whom we had approached this bank guy). The bank guy helped me fill up the application form.

Like the saying goes "Fortune favors the brave", this month bank is giving loans at 8% interest rate (for the first year) and from next month onwards it might increase to 9%. So we all are trying our best to get the things done ASAP... so that we can become the legal owners of the site and can construct our HOME SWEET HOME.

Wish me good luck :)

Conversation - a real Saviour of life - continued...

The part 1 can be found here..

Most of the opinions mentioned over here are my personal ones and also some of them belong to my colleague.  Readers discretion is very much appreciated when reading this article... :) (Too early to mention this? No?)

At my office a new batch of young graduates (that is how we refer to all the people fresh out of their degree colleges) have joined. They joined in 2 groups - first batch consisted around 50 of them and then 2nd batch consisted around 25 of them. I was asked to train the first batch of students for over a period of 1 month in various MS technologies. I really wanted to take this up, but because of the project work and also strenuous preparation that was required for the training sessions, I decided against it. But I took a half-day session for the 2nd batch students in OOP and basic introduction to the MS .NET technology.

Everywhere fresh minds bring about a change that is always welcome by all even though many wouldn't admit. I like to interact with the fresh minds.. they have so many dreams.. to do this to do that... and to do everything... to get appreciated by their seniors to get good pay-cheque, and at last probably not the least is to buy whatever they ever wanted to buy but couldn't ask others to pay for... Moreover it is also a great relief to get a job as soon as you are out of college and especially during a situation when people from all over the world with lots of  years of experience are being given pink-slips (to say it on the face - being terminated or fired or thrown out of the company). These so called fresh minds have also brought in their own attitude, proud in to the company. Well, I know I am comparing them with the batch of people who had joined the same company along with me almost 5 years back. We were around 150 of us. Always cheering each other, enjoying our days together in the training sessions, participating in competitions etc. etc. But these fresh minds aren't like us at all in many ways... To start with they didn't join together.. the first batch of people consider themselves to be seniors when compared to the second batch even though both the group have passed out in the same academic year or so!

Coming to the point, when we joined the company, whenever we approached somebody who was familiar to us, we wished them good morning or good afternoon or good evening.. used to say 'Hi' when we reached office or used to say 'Bye' when leaving for home... And then we were considered friendly, adjusting type by the seniors.. and the new group of people.... forget about wishing us, they don't even care to look at us even though they know us... Of course the 'us' over here is actually 'me'... because this short story I narrated here is from my own experience. :D

My colleague says that he doesn't like this western culture for many reasons - the main reason being that you may refer your seniors (age-wise or position-wise) by their first names. He particularly explains about one such incident in which a fresh graduate called a very-soon-retiring senior manager of the company by his first name as if he was his class mate. I do accept with my colleague. We do call our seniors by their first names. Even though I didn't like doing it at first, I somehow got adjusted to it as the days passed... I still do call couple of my managers as 'Sir' but its only in front of them.. whenever I am talking about them somewhere else I just use their first names.

I am not really sure if this culture is good or bad. The idea of the western culture is to bring in equality among everybody. But our culture is to give respect to the elders. But should we really follow the western principles in our day-to-day life? This may be a food-for-thought... I wouldn't argue much about this... except to say that yeah.. we are all becoming like them (the westerners) and they are slowly becoming like us...

To be continued... More about Yoga, westerners and other things in the next post.. Until then 'see ya soon' :)

Conversation - a real Saviour of life

Only yesterday I was having a serious discussion with my colleague in the cab on the way to the office... My office is nearly 25 KMs away from my home and it takes 1 hour 30 minutes approx. on a bad day and almost all days are bad with some worst days giving a break for the bad days. With the ever increasing traffic, I wonder if a day would come in future when traveling the same distance would take even half a day!!! Anyway... my conversation or discussion with my colleague (a senior) was one of the best I had had in the recent times.

We discussed in length about people, children, parents and their way of upbringing their kids, the right and the wrong they do, etc. etc. I shared many of my experiences and he too did the same. At the end, when I reached office, I felt happy and relieved in a way to know that I am not alone in this world and there are others who too think like I do!!!

The conversation actually started with me teaching him some Kannada words. My colleague is not a Kannadiga (meaning to say, he doesn't know Kannada) and he is trying hard to learn it. Daily he learns a couple of words and at times he learns 3-4 sentences. And yesterday, the talk silently moved from learning to chatting to discussing about some of the serious stuffs like understanding children and helping them grow in this world.

We both are of the opinion that we as parents (of course I am not married and do not have a kid yet but have a nephew who is nearing 3 years. So I am taking the position of a guardian :D) is the main reason for the downfall of a child. These days just to keep up with the competition (to buy the latest and the costliest things as possible and also to have a ultra luxury life), both husband and wife start earning. So they end up taking lot of loans may be to make a home or buy a car or even to travel across the world. When the wife gives birth to a kid, the husband will be in a lot of pressure to perform better than the best so that the new addition in the family doesn't reduce his performance and hence doesn't affect his total income. If it does happen then the baby is directly blamed and also the family will be put into a lot of pressure.

Well one might take different actions in these kind of scenarios, but the matter of discussion was how do these both-the-parents-earning family deal with the child's growth! The child will be spoilt with money and loads of stuff he doesn't need but wants just to show off to his friends who are also in the same position. Since weekends are the only days parents actually get to spend time with the children, they pamper them with blind love and may be also by buying them costly unwanted things, taking them to restaurants, malls, movies, etc. What we are actually doing is teaching the child that with money we can do all these things. But what the child misses is that he doesn't understand the pain that has gone through in earning that money and also he will never understand what caring and loving is all about.

.... To be continued... Loads of things to come up.

Friends... Are they really friends??

I get teased with this girl I am in love with... Of-course no body knows that I am in love... but since we all know each other in the group, I get teased more than the girl.

Last Sunday we both (the girl and I) had been to a movie and we both had decided not to inform anybody only because we were afraid that I will get teased even more than before. The choice of the movie and the reason why only we both went was simple... others weren't ready to come. :p Anyway, yesterday I had told them all that I had been to school to teach and didn't even talk about the girl. But today one of the friends suddenly asked how was the movie and to which theater did I go with the girl... I declined and said with an irritated tone that I didn't go out with anybody to any movie on that day... (I wasn't lying... I had been to the movie in the noon ;)) After I told this, he gave me his in-famous wicked smile understood only by me. Guess he had suspected something to happen last week. Don't know what it was... but then I was also afraid if the girl had told him about the movie... and after I was alone and at a safe distance from these devilish friends, I called up my girl and asked her if she had told anybody about the movie.. and she said no... Grrrrrrrrr.. I was angry on the friend who had teased me... Anyway... lucky girl and lucky me... got escaped this time... :D

But like I said in my previous post.. Life in fact is very difficult when you are in Love...

If this was to be shown in a Ripley's Believe it or not episode then you would surely hear "Can't believe it?? Believe me!"