Money matters…

November 28, 2009

It’s more than a year since I got a job and started working.  Days go so fast, even before we realize so many days are gone without doing anything. Nothing seem to have changed since a year except that, I don’t have to depend on my parents for money.

There are typically 3 phases in my life which worried me of not having money. It was when I started going to balwadi/anganawadi. My place being a small village, shops hardly had 2, 3 varieties of chocolates, to be specific they were peppermints. My favorite was a 10 Paise peppermint which I liked only because it was red in color and every time I bought it I used it as a lipstick and then ate it. My parents refused to give me even 10 Paise claiming that money is precious and should not be wasted on peppermints. There was no concept of pocket money then.

Then I went to residential school.  Initial days were nothing less than haunting. I had sleepless nights crying, wanting to see Mom. But I was pretty rich and economically stable. I hardly spent 10 Rs per month for buying sweets. Those were the best days of my life.

Then I came to Bangalore. There were days when I hesitated to ask money from my dad. I would manage 2 months in mere(?) 500 bucks. I would not even eat something like Masala puri, which was my favorite then, let alone going out to restaurants to have food, fearing that it will reduce my account balance to 3 digit. I would sometimes avoid having lunch in college so that it will thin my pocket soon. All my friends called me Kanjoose, which inspired me to get more Kanjoose each time. I wished for engineering to get over soon so that I could spend money of my own. But little did I know about life’s irony.

I thought I can spend lavishly when I start earning. Alas I still worry about my account running out of balance, I wait impatiently for the last working day of the month. So lesson learnt from so far, “No matter how old you are and what you are doing you always fall short of money”. I don’t think even the richest of rich are also spared from money worries.

So, aish karo…..


Power cut!!!

March 6, 2009

Power cut has become quite common these days. I dont know about other areas in Bangalore, how much its prevalent, but in Koramangala it has become a routine. Power cut brings the whole machinery of life to a stand still.

There are few reasons to rejoice about these power cuts.

1. I always felt it’s unfair to supply power 24 hours to urban areas, I hated city dwellers for the same thing(Thats the evil in me, isn’t it?). That is because I have seen people struggling in villages to irrigate crops, infact I was part of that struggle.

2. In our so called busy life we find TV and Computer more comfortable than talks with family(that does not apply to me anyways). So when there is no power it’s a good idea to sit with family and have a friendly conversation.

3. Joy of  lying on bed and thinking nothing, or thinking of some good old felicitous  moments, or thiking of someone  is innumerous. So you get to enjoy that rear feeling when there is power cut.

4. You get the privilege of having candle light dinner free of cost 🙂

5. You can even call up your good old friends, with whom you dont remember when you talked last time.

Now I am sure you are all convinced to some extent that power cut is good.  No matter how complicated things are, there is always a  positive side to it.

As woman’s day is nearing I wish Happy Women’s Day to all the beautiful women out there.


February 17, 2009

Hello Friends,

This is my first venture in this blogging sea. I had an idea to start a blog since long ago. I could never materialize it since I was  underconfident about my blogging skills. It’s my boring, unfruitful weekends which fired the blogging instinct in me. So I started my blog on Sunday, Feb 15th  and posting for the first time after 2 days of starting the blog.

I saw the movie “Serendipity” yesterday, thought I will share few thoughts about the movie with you. Quite a solacing movie which begins with a girl and a boy meeting accidentally in a store ending up liking same pair of hand gloves. They spend few hours together sharing their interests and fascinations. They decide to depart without exchanging any personal information except their first name. Movie goes on explainging how they believe in the destiny with the hope that they will meet again sometime later during the course of time. Destiny favours them in its own way, and they meet finally and lead a happy life.

It was fun to watch the movie nevertheless  Destiny favouring what you yearn for, seldom happens. You must be lucky enough to pursue each and everything the way you want. Sometimes it makes no sense to believe in destiny, alas at some point of  time we are really guided by it. Think it over.