Friday, December 9, 2016

Be yourself my child

As a kid, I was told to carefully listen and to carefully see,
“Be yourself my child”, my mother told me;
I used to wonder and ponder about that piously,
Anything but myself? How could I be?
As I grew I learnt about diversity,
All those different colored birds that flew gleefully;
Not all birds fly I learnt slowly,
Frame of reference in Physics now meant so much more to me!
Those debates in college and those rivalries, 
Made me understand that I should think before I speak;
Such reflections on actions became the key,
To muddling through to adulthood, from being a baby.
Making like-minded friends along the way,
Helped this co-evolutionary process;
Those cards and cups and clothes we shared, became artifacts of friendships,
Meaning so much more to us, though no one else cared!
The rebel in us didn’t need those prescriptions,
Deviating from norms was reflecting in our actions;
This framework we’ve followed hopefully takes us somewhere,
It has helped me rekindle with a dazzling flare.
Now in this light I am realizing,
How some frameworks I followed without understanding;
I merely accepted someone else’s assumptions,
Didn’t think if it’s applicable to my disposition.
“Be yourself my child”, my mother told me,

Those words as an adult are dawning upon me!

Thursday, July 28, 2016

Together should be how we are

How can i tell you,
The things i feel for you,
When you seem to keep me afar?
I’m shouting from within,
I feel it in my skin,
What I’m looking for, that you are!
How can i make you see it?
My love will not give you scars.
I’m not like your last love,
I’m the one you’ve been dreaming of,
who thinks about you for hours and hours;
How can i make you see it?
Together should be how we are.
oh this impatience,
is coz of the distance,
I no longer wanna be far.
Come to me oh my baby,
I’ve left this door ajar.
I just wanna tell you,
I intensely love you,
Together should be how we are…

Sunday, July 17, 2016

Como esta Los Cabos!? Day 1

The concept of vacation for a kid growing up in India is as foreign as the country he lands up in after years of studying and working hard for engineering entrance examinations. Coming to the US has definitely been a change of lifestyle, the least to say. I’ve been on internships to South Korea, US and France but never really saw them as summer vacations because trust me the pressure of doing well academically supersedes the idea of visiting a foreign country. Especially when you really want those professors to write a letter of recommendation for you while applying for graduate schools. Basically, I’ve never been on a vacation since I joined IIT Guwahati.

When my friend Blake, at 12:40 am, inebriated by a couple of Modelos and Long island asked me if I wanted to go to Mexico, I just thought he wanted to get laid with a latina. However, the next day when I actually asked him about the Mexico trip he was pretty damn serious. The seriousness was of course reflected through the private facebook group he had created for the trip, the irony.

The place we were supposed to visit in Mexico is called Cabos San Lucas. Its on the southern most tip of Baja California and as soon as google maps loaded to that location my heart skipped a beat. Blake was kind enough to give me the freedom enough to ask my friends to come along too. Of course the first name that popped into my head was John Oliver. I’m a great fan ;) John as expected considered the idea and was willing to join. My colleague Adam also agreed. We booked our tickets on expedia with some really great deal. Booking tickets is like getting engaged. You’re almost sure the plan is going to succeed. That called for a celebration and I was ready for Cactus and super excited for my Mexico trip.

The tickets were booked for July 1st through July 9th. It was wonderful for me because June 25th to 30th was the DCC conference I was supposed to attend in Chicago and so the continuity of it with a Mexico trip was just perfect. I had a wonderful conference in Northwestern, Evanston. Also made some new friends.

Finally John arrived on the 30th of June and we hung out with our friend Arthur. Went to a place that played Blues music and I fell in love with it. It was a great night and I couldn’t wait for the next month Aka July to begin.

We flew out through O’hare International Airport. Our itinerary was pretty interesting. We flew from Chicago to Atlanta. We had a 5-hour stop there. We decided to visit Atlanta downtown and Johnny realized his friend works there at the aquarium. We met him and I realized I have friends too lol. So I hit up my friend Pratik. It was great catching up with him. It had been 8 years since we had a proper conversation. Gosh time flies by. While meeting him so many memories just came back to me. School, JEE, Pune and those countless hours discussing about life and future. Atlanta didn’t impress me much. There was nothing great to see downtown. I’m sure the party culture due to Georgia Tech and other universities must be great but downtown in itself failed to catch my attention.

We then flew to Mexico City from Atlanta. We had a 12 hour layover and we landed on a Friday night at 11:30 pm in Mexico City. I was finally out of USA after 2 years! It felt wonderful that I was on vacation with nothing but fun to look forward to. My college senior interestingly works in Mexico city. He was kind enough to show us the party scene in that crazy city. We partied all night and damn Mexico felt just like India except with a lot more booze and clubs. We were of course exhausted by 6 am. The look on Adams face was priceless. I have never seen him this sucked out of energy before. He looked like a red Indian Mango that had no juice to offer.

We reached San Jose airport and were waiting for the shuttle to take us to our resort. We landed in Terminal 1. It was a barren terminal with only Subway to save the day. Blake was also at the airport but apparently he was at Terminal 2. Our shuttles were supposed to be from Terminal 2 so Johnny, Adam and I walked there. It wasn’t that bad a walk as Blake put it. ( He’s a princess ) Terminal 2 on the other hand was full of tourists, Pina Coladas and shuttle services. It was interesting to see how Mexico greeted Mexicans on terminal 1 and internationals on terminal 2, just like India.

We had a 30 minute shuttle ride to Villa Del Arco in Cabos San Lucas. The view was breathtaking. The watercolor was as soothing as the waves that crashed on your feet while walking across the soft sand. We were right by the famous arc in Cabos San Lucas. The arc wasn’t visible though.

Our room wasn’t ready yet and I was just so ready to take a shower. So was Adam who had mentioned it a zillionth time by now. I wanted to throw him in the pool and be like here’s your shower, but then my sympathies were with him too. We all were exhausted.

The smell of the resort and the fragrance in the lobby made me realize that the place was pretty fancy. It was of course a very white dominated resort. It was interesting to see how the upper echelon of society relaxes. There was a splendid swimming pool with all the resort rooms surrounding it. The swimming pool was basically like a celebrity with the hotel buildings being its paparazzi. There was a pirate ship like structure on one of the pool corners, which was a restaurant. There was a taco bar on the side too.  The pool borders were strewn with beach chairs that accommodated sunscreen loaded humans, mostly white families. I felt I was the only Indian there who was mostly mistaken for a Mexican given that a couple of people started speaking to me in Spanish.

It was 4 pm and the room was ready. We had met Blake by then and I got introduced to Blakes friend, Tabitha. She was one of the most beautiful women I have seen. Her eyes simply blended with the color of Los Cabos waters. I just hoped she wasn’t a bitch, the probability was pretty high :P

We went to the “room” 2701. I inserted the card key into the door and opened the room. My heart just stopped. IT WAS A FUCKING PENTHOUSE. It was nowhere close to what I had imagined. My whole desire of taking a shower transformed into the desire of growing a pair of wings and gloating across the sky, dipping myself in and out of Pina Coladas. The place was extravagant. It hit me hard with the realization that I haven’t asked Blake for enough favors. I should do that, damn! The door opened to a living room. There was a guest restroom at the very beginning which just was enough to let me know how classy this place was. As you walk through the door, the left side had three couches surrounding a table and it displayed the view of the swimming pool and then the beach that opens up to the bay waters.  The seventh story view made me feel like I was the owner of nature’s most wonderful marvels. The right side of the living room was the kitchen and laundry area which also opened up to a balcony with the view of the desert and downtown direction.
The hallway further down had the three bedrooms, one being the master bedroom and the others were great themselves. There were two hot tubs and Jacuzzis btw. One of the hot tubs was in the balcony of the living room that opened up to the beach view. Everything was simply marvelous. I ran into Blake’s master bedroom for a shower of course. The toiletries made me cry with happiness. I was dying to take a shower!

We then decided to head to walmart to get the “essentials” and “bare necessities”. Long story short, it was a fun walmart trip ;) It was july 2nd and it was a Saturday. I had to head to the clubs. Rest of the bitches were tired. I decided to head downtown. I went to this place called El Squid Roe. I thought I would get squid there. It turned out to be a party extravaganza. Anyone who knows about Cactus at Purdue should multiply its experience 20 times and you’ll have El Squid Roe. That place was a riot. The fatigue of my body departed as the music filled me up. I was ready to party. I came back at 4 am and I see people chilling in the hot tub. It was one of the most wonderful sights to come back to the room to. These were my friends! A bunch of awesome people and I was happy to spend time with them.


Day 2…. I’ll update soon

Thursday, April 14, 2016

Early twenties

I am 24 now. Almost a quarter of a century old. I think this is the age group when we all realize the importance and potential impact of every decision we make in our personal and professional lives. This is a point where we all feel the pressure of making decisions. Whether we learnt to make good decision or not, we have to make them. We know we have choices. But of course they are difficult choices. Some of the choices we have are so absurd that it could take away everything we have. The dilemma posed to us at this juncture is not just that of a good decision or a bad one. It's decisions which are the best one for us or the best one for us AND the people around us. Sure we read a lot about how the former decision which is for us and only us is the best one however if only people could understand our contexts. The amount of mood swings and emotions we’ve dealt with since we turned 20 are more than the words in a dictionary that one could use to describe such emotions. All of us have our own emotional problems to deal with. We all wish at this point that our persona during teenage could include certain elements which it didn’t and now we have to deal with our own persona and image. Its funny how our problems with other people as teenagers, shift to our problems with ourselves in our early twenties. We think our friends are doing better than us. We think we’ve achieved nothing. We think we soon have to settle or at least start considering it given that the world around us is so eagerly talking about it. We keep the rebel in us alive by pushing marriage further away. But we also know that the rebel in us as a teenager has lost its energy as the bitch called maturity came and fucked everything. Theres so much to say and yet so little that comes out of our mouth now. Being in early twenties is one hell of a ride. 

Friday, March 11, 2016

I fell for you

It’s funny how much you meant to me, 
just a couple of days ago…
But my life was just a stage for you,
it was all just a show.

All that talk and all those dates,
were just to get to bed…
and now finally when you have your way,
you dont really seem to care.

Now i’m laying on my bed alone
thinking what did i do wrong?
i have no answers for myself
and so i’m writing up this song

I can’t believe 
how easily
i fell for you
oh hey!
love just happens
no guarantee 
that its gonna 
be okay……. x2

I’m glad that i have friends who’re 
making me feel okay….
Coz o you i spend less time with em
i dont know what to say..hey!
 
I can’t believe 
how easily
i fell for you
oh hey!
love just happens
no guarantee 
that its gonna 
be okay……. x2

that its gonna be okay…its gonna be okay!

Friday, January 15, 2016

Forgotten Love

I know your past is making you weary,
I know its never gonna be the same;
don't worry I'll n'er break your heart,
I don't know how to play games;

Baby just let me in your heart one time,
I won't be begging, oh! no, thats not right;
It's just that I think I deserve a chance,
to let you know it'll be alright;

'coz just a few moments is all I need,
To show you what all I can do for you;
I am capable of that forgotten love,
that you knew would take you through;

I know you fear what if past repeats,
would you be fixable again;
baby I'll stand through thick and thin,
I'll love you now, I'll love you then;

You don't how much you mean to me,
You don't know the magic you create;
In my heart, that beats for you,
Since that smile and dinner date;

'coz just a few moments is all I need,
To show you what all I can do for you;
I am capable of that forgotten love,
that you knew would take you through;