January 30th, 2011. whoa!!
I never realized it had been so many days since my last post. Thank you Shr for reminding me and also recommending it to the last remnants of my friends in Hyderabad.
Lots has happened with the world since then. The jasmine revolution (or was it named after some other fancy flower??), another valentines day, another international womens day, another end of a financial year, another (and this one was pending for long) win of the world cup, another scandal, another trip to Khakhraland….and I still don’t have anything to say.
Two of my acquaintances got engaged. They wanted to keep it a ‘low key’ affair with only ‘close friends’ and family and hence this matter shall not be elaborated upon. Their identity shall be known only to the people who read my fb status msg.
I have been officially branded ‘hater of the Roadies culture’. Frankly, what is there to like in the Roadies/ Splitsvilla/ Dare 2 Date/ Date my folks/ Date my forefathers type of TV programs and people.
Khakhraland was ok. Went out with people other than the usual three. Saw some stuff which reminded me Ahmedabad had more to it than snobby, fat oozing, cash counting, pan masala eating gujjus.
I think I was planning to write something on women’s day. What the heck. We’ll write it next year. The moment so to say ‘is gone’.
People are interesting. The more you meet, the more you realize there is hardly any stereotype. Each of them has a story to tell, a reason why they became what they really are. The chaiwala, my laundry guy, the watchman whom ive dropped a number of times to the main gate, my colleagues, people I go out with, people I think about going out with…I sometimes think of having a real one-to-one conversation with them over a cup of chai (or beer if you prefer). But then I think, what would these people say to a guy they hardly know. This is where the ‘ego’ kicks in.
Think about it, how much do you know about a guy you’ve been working with for the past year? How much do you know about your past friends whom you haven’t met in the last decade. Such ‘friends’ of mine posted batch photos from our school on fb. You had to be there to realize, what these people have become.
In HIMYM, one of the characters explains this to his friend- ‘you know! In 5 years, we all become our own doppelgangers’.
All of this might seem pretentious, all philosophical, brainy or whatever. But don’t you know all of this?
I finished reading 1984. If anyone hasn’t read it, please don’t. that book will make you feel miserable like nothing else will. Im still recuperating from the last line of that book ‘he finally loved big brother’.
2 comments:
Well written, esp the fact that the writing style has been different, not your typical cynical-The-world-is-going-to-dooms tone.
I also liked what u said abt people not being stereotypes and with their own unique stories. this is so true. May be I will seek some motivation from this post & be more social.
this post was more personal than any other one, i'd say. keep it this way. we want to know what YOU think, not what should be thought.
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