'......cry cry kaiko cry.....' of lately am humming this song a lot.........life just isn't unfolding itself like I would want it to. Hardwork may just not reap results no not always..........Have been waiting so long for that bell to ring just that piece of cake which would sweeten up my life a bit.....maybe a magic wand which would maybe for just for a few moments lighten up my life...that phonecall for which I have been waiting so long........But life is a mystery and you can keep on wondering why is it happening and yet never come up with an answer to that why. It is a general human tendency to think they carry the burden of the heaviest cross.....they are burdened with all the problems. But just look around you and you will realise you are the blessed one. I keep crying about not getting positive results not being able to manage my life.....and oh! of that phonecall......but Aeshna what about that girl, Sujata who was abandoned by her husband and left to fend for herself by her family when she was diagnosed of bipolar disease......she rose up and God sent his angels to help her......so isn't she the one in need...... yet she doesn't complain. It is important that we appreciate the plenty we have been blessed with. In order to do that we need to meet more of Sujatas. And above all we need to respect the people around us our parents and our mentor. They are always there to guide us but since we are so habituated of their presence that we just tend to push them in the background. And above all our friends who are there to wipe your tears and to share your happiness with you......love you all
5 months....as usual a long time.....oodles have happened during this period...I submitted my thesis on 16th December, 2011 (groan! no more hilarious Ph.D. comic scripts now). The new year brought a new surprise...my status was updated from research scholar-------->Assistant Professor....yes yes now I teach undergraduate students....(I know its a shock for you...it was an even bigger shock for me....ME.. A....T-E-A-C-H-E-R)... While starting out work there I realized it was very tough for me to establish myself as one cause I looked no more than a student. Today 4 months into the profession .......4 months of desperate attempts to look like a prof.......I was staring into my wardrobe when my eyes stopped over the pink coloured long cloth.....and I recalled what dadi (paternal grandmother) told me '.....saree is the most sensuous dress in which you can show all and hide all....'. With westernization creeping up all aspects....lifestyle, wardrobe...most of the women of young...
We fail to capture the smallest things in life. This is definately a reason to get up nd notice our surroundin.
ReplyDeleteTrue!! its important that we realize that crying is not a solution to the problem but a mere indicator that there are challenges. your post reminds me of a beautiful video that i saw a couple of days back..
ReplyDeletehttp://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kw7zmx3x1Rg&feature=share