Pursuit of Happyness

Finally I saw the movie that I have heard so much about. My best friend always wanted me to see it. It was his personal favourite. Hmm... that reminds me that I have been talking of lots of close friends and lots of best friends. I should name something specific for each. So what will I call this one? Mr. PG ... hmm.. so I always wanted to see the movie.

It was a good one.. I recommend it for all who havent seen it. The next thing i did was go online and check in the wikipedia about Gardner. Its so nice to see and read about stuff like these. Its a reality check. It makes ur feet stand firm in the ground.

To my friends...

I am doing no justice to my blog. It is not that I didn’t get any time after reaching IIT but I am too lazy to type anything. Though I have taken 3 courses in finance, I haven’t touched my books till the day before the exams. So I managed to sail through the minor exams. This might be the third time that I am trying to put something up in this space here. I hope at least this will go up there.

So what was happening after I left home to Delhi? Nothing much other than that I am experiencing the wide variety of climate across India right here in the last one and a half month. The first 2 weeks was horrible with the humidity touching 100%. I was running around to confirm the final courses I am going to take this sem. I am still wondering why I am taking finance if I badly want to get into the IT sector. People have been terrorising me about working in this part right from my engineering college days. But after my stint at IBM I really liked the culture there, though 2 months is not the actual work... still.

I have no clue what is happening with my other friends. I got one friend from my short stay in Bangalore and she calls me often. It is funny how short a time is needed to get attached to one person. I am looking forward to her visit in November to Delhi. Hope I will be back in Bangalore after 1 year and be with the people I want to be.

Then there is Lakshman. He claims I left Bangalore without seeing him while I blame him for that. He is the only one from MEC who wished me on friendship day. He reminds me that he is alive once a week. I just hope he makes into a decent B school next year and remains the same friend for ever. Most of the people I met in Bangalore where from my college. I think they are the ones who know me very well and I like them for treating me the same. Then there is Nipun. It still beats me how we became friends in college, why I was in his main project group. He has been so nice to me when I was in Bangalore. A tough local guardian!

There are a lot of friends who keep in touch online. I make it a point to wish each and every close friend of mine on their birthday. Now its orkut which keeps reminding us. But 2 years back when there was no orkut, still I used to wish my close friends from school. I remove my birthday reminder from orkut 2 days before my birthday because I do not want every tom, dick and harry scrapping me. I just want the people who care for me to remember and wish me. I don’t care or want to care about people who do not care for me.

Except for one or two most of the married girls or rather women, as I should call them, do not bother to keep in touch. I do not know how their lives change. All I am hoping is that I do not change after my marriage. I am determined to stay in touch with all my friends all thru out.

Last week was good. I turned 23. I have started hating the ideas of birthdays. I turn one year older because of them. And after 22, especially for girls, its no longer a fun business coz u know u are aging. The mallu gang as usual was there with a birthday cake. I cut it 10 minutes past 12 coz they call me up and ask me to come to youth cafe which is like 15 min ride from my hostel at 11.50pm. So at 12 am I was cycling in the rain and got inside that food court thru the big puddle. But thanks to those guys. Everyone except me had at least one exam on that day and Tina had three.

I am spending time the way I want to, with people I want to. I just know that I won’t regret doing what I am doing ever.

So 1 week past 23, I am cool but a bit worried about getting older. My parents are not cool at all and are determined to get me engaged next year. I don’t want to stop time. Maybe I would like to fast forward it and see what will happen in 2010 because I feel as though it is one year which I will never forget.