...an attempt to dive deep within myself and listen to the calmness behind the ever-chaotic me...

Monday, December 31, 2007

haPPy nU yeAr


...few minutes to go and year 2007 would become history. i am as again in the same place sitting in my hostel room looking at my laptops screen and wondering isnt new year a time to rejoice as it has always been for so many years till now... this year is different looking back i admit yes it was indeed. i got 2 jobs no more jobless or to say the least i was not struggling for mere survival now, now its time to satisfy the needs at the higher level as marked in the "maslow's hierarchy of needs"

i cud hear people shouting happy new year.. some came to my room instigated me to shout along with them but the proposal was not xiting.. its funny u see hw ppl shout when they have to express there joys or sorrows... same expression for two contrasting emotions..

....nie ways the celebrations seem to be over now

people seem to be settling in, enthusiasm of the new year has dampned in few minutes.. there may be some ppl else where still rejoicing... i cud never understand why people get so exited for this very idea of new year... for me it has been juss another day and this specific new year day seem to prove that...m happy in my present state of mind but the only thing bothering me is this end sem thesis presentation...

Saturday, December 29, 2007

so how it started!!!

sitting alone past midnight i was struck with a new idea of killing time as if all the old ideas didnt seem intresting anymore... i erased all the pics those were there on this blog and decided to write.... but write what???

perhaps my present state of mind...lonely and depressed... juss back from my south korea trip back to this college hostel i try to draw the lines....the differences between the two countries are huge.Here we are concentrating on mere survival. i recall wen i spoke abt me joining an american company sounded foolish there."why shall we work for others" a korean muttered sitting casually on his chair. I was speechless, back here people feel great pride in working for americans, but shud we really be proud of working as slaves?

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