Here I am, once again in front of you!
Like always, I will try my best to not to cook up any stories or exaggerate any events just to convince you (and myself) that the world around me is still ticking or something is happening at least. It seems like my Life is showing up new sign of activities, and there are a few things worth mentioning.
If I remember it correctly (just a style of writing, actually it is correct!), I wrote my first blog entry on a sleepy afternoon in office inorder to save my head from colliding with the desk (to be frank, my head had several narrow escapes…). I would like to give a full glass of chilled beer to that person who found out that, “History repeats itself”. Look at me……Here I am trying to save my head again. Oh, it repeats!!
So, how long it has been since I posted anything in my blog?? Almost one year, I suppose. The ‘one entry per month’ rule was working just fine for me and then it turned out to be a tough one to meet. I was doing brilliantly in the initial days, meeting every deadline. But later, I failed miserably and I know where it went wrong and why. I had taken a silent oath that promised to change the above rule into a new ‘one entry per week’ rule. The rationale behind such a step was that, with this new rule, I thought, I should be able to energize my bio-psycho-physiological daemons to work harder and…….., and I’ll end up with at least one post per month….Curse me only; it worked and I went off completely!
Coming to think about this, it is not the first time that events similar to these had happened in my life. I remember my struggle to get up in the morning and in sync with my time piece alarm set to 6:00 am. Initially I kept it near to my pillow so that I could hear the alarm even in dead sleep. But then, I just stopped it and went back to sleep. This same incident repeated for weeks. I did a self analysis and found out the real problem, which is, the time piece is kept within hand reachable distance. So, the next night I kept it away with the volume at its maximum. The alarm went out and I had to get up from bed to turn it off so that I can continue my sleep. Ooopz! The former setup was better! And after that realization, I was never quite worried about getting up at a fixed time in the morning. I somehow managed to do it at my own leisure!
This is me.
Have u ever stayed in awe watching a leaf falling onto the ground after repeatedly drawing many imaginary circles with the wind??? Have u ever wondered where it would ultimately touch the land??? Well, I have, and now I realize……
That leaf is my life itself.
Yea, as always, I dragged a bit. But I know, by this time you might have already accustomed with me and these habits. So, what I wanted to say is that, I have left my roots behind and went ahead for making some money. Very much unlike me, I know, but that’s the truth. It has been almost two months now since I left Trivandrum, Althara temple, Vellayambalam, my friends there, and all those funs. I am not looking back into those aspects or rethinking on my decision as I had done all those prior to accepting this offer from an MNC. But still………..
While I was roaming about the streets of Trivandrum, there was one thing that I could have done. I could have resumed my music lessons. I was in the lookout for a good teacher for more than 3 years, but failed to find any. Surprising, isn’t it? Now I wonder that whether I will repeat the same stuff here also. Anyways, at the age 27, I have started to take my singing a little more seriously. I have told most of my friends here to find a guru for me so that I can resume my classical music training. One big advantage of asking ur friends help in getting a music teacher is that they will be forced to think that u r a good singer and this feeling u can inject in them without even making a whistle. But seriously, I am beginning to realize the importance of this and how much I value the singer in me. If you find a “gud voice” with “exceptional singing abilities” in Yahoo chat room Kerala: 2, doing all that he can do to stay on the mic and sing, ignoring the threats and foul words of his fellow roomies, then it’s probably me! No, I don’t reply to PMs, but I do send them a lot….. So, if u r lucky, then I will catch u!
Now, don’t think that I am waiting for bumping into a cute girl. These days, I have become very cautious while meeting a new girl. My friends in Trivandrum, almost always used to tease me that whenever I make a new friendship from the opposite gender pool, she is destined to get married within the next 6 months. They say that after knowing me, these girls get convinced that there are worse things in life and there after, they accept their destiny, happily. The situation is so worse that my friends even tell me that they have a friend whose marriage is not yet over and I must talk a few words with her (just a few words, not more!). I console myself that most of the girls whom I meet these days are at the verge of getting married and it has nothing to do with my looks. But it has got into my nerves. If I loose my job here, I’ll open a phone booth, where unmarried ladies can talk to me over BSNL, wait for the next six months and get married to someone…………
Sounds funny???
Yea!
Signed: Sreeram R Warrier..... :-/
