Six years to the day

A recent conversation with M reminded me of this blog. I am amazed to see that my last post here was exactly six years ago. How's that for coincidence? I did think about writing again from time to time. I even drafted a couple of posts. But, somehow, I could not. Whatever seemed worth writing about, whatever was most important to me, seemed too personal to share. And writing about anything else seemed pointless. I see that I had made exactly the same excuse for not writing for a year six years ago. I had just moved back home after the death of my parents. I had assumed then that I was making a new beginning, a fresh start. I was wrong. There are no fresh starts. Life is just one long journey. It starts when you are born and it ends when you die. In between, you walk, run or crawl. You stumble, you fall, you pick yourself up and you move on. You meet new people, some hurt, some heal. New wounds replace old ones. New memories add to old ones. You are the sum of your journey. Six years on I am in Bangalore, older - hopefully wiser - and still waiting to see where my journey takes me next. Read More

Blogging again...from Canada

It is 5:00 AM in the morning. I am sitting in my room on the seventh floor of Holiday Inn & Suites, Ottawa, Canada. It is slightly misty outside and the sky is overcast. There is a slight drizzle. Its my kind of day.

I reached Ottawa last evening after a twenty hour journey. As it was too late to do anything else I went straight to bed after an early dinner. I was anticipating rising very late in the morning but that was not to be. Four o' clock found me wide awake. After an hour long stuggle to get back to sleep I gave up. As I didn't want to get out of my room and there wasn't really anything I could do inside it (and I had my laptop with me and internet is free) I decided to visit this blog again.

It's been more than a year since I last posted anything here. A lot has happend since then. My parents died. I quit my old job and moved back home. One year ago I could never have imagined that my life would be what it is today. But then, I guess that's life. I didn't blog about any of it because I just wasn't comfortable talking about them. And blogging about anything else seemed so pointless. But anyway, here I am ready to scribble again. And what better way to start again than from a completely new experience. Life, after all, goes on.

I am here on a business trip but that doesn't mean I am not going to try my best to have fun.

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You have been erased!!!

Disaster struck in office on Monday. My computer refused to boot. I have three machines in my cube. I use two of them for (secret...wink, wink) developmental activities. The third is for communicating with the outside world. It is my email machine, the machine I use for browsing the net and, since the last few months, also the machine I use for blogging. In short, it is my lifeline. So of course, it had to be the machine to conk out. I had to spend a three days out of touch with the world. Not that it bothers me the least, I am only too happy to be left alone. But work suffered. I have got a new hard disk now and am back online. However, I have lost all personal data that was on the old disk. This includes online passwords, bank and credit card passwords and statements, pictures and everything else I had accumulated in the last three years that I have been using this machine. Its like the soft copy of the last three years of my life has been erased. Feels funny. Strangely enough, what I am most bothered about is the loss of a Eva Mendes wall paper that I had set as desktop background. It was a beautiful black and white portrait of the lady. I spent last evening looking for that wall paper all over the net but did not find it. Passwords and statements I can find again, but beauty lost once is lost for ever. I think I will now switch of the computer and spend some time mourning my loss. In case you haven't guessed already, I love Eva Mendes...

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