Stupendously Sublime

As an  intrepid recruiter on the move for  the past month or so I have realised 2 things 1. What 18 hour workdays  mean 2. The beauty India has... Now, I was told when joining that campus recruitment is very tough business and the travel can be  crushing and as is my usual self, i considered these warnings as gross overstatements (STUPID, STUPID), what i really should have understood it as was a massive understatement. I have not seen what my house looks like for the past months in fact my only concern while visiting (I use visiting, and not living) my house is that i have to wash clothes. Now, if we had the numbers of last year i'm sure i would not have seen my house for atleast 3 months and every single event means an 18 hour workday. But, the questions is "Do i hate it or do i love it?" and the unequivocal answer is that i love it...it is hard, it is fast and out of the office... This job has some other perks a...

The words of that singing maestro, Ustad Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan, years since he must have sung this song and this song brings new meaning to all those that hear it, everyone who has loved and to all those who have loved and lost. A not too cheerful beginning to the new year on my blog, which i have ignored for a long time now, and i'm really sad that one of the things that my post grad has taken away from me is the prolific quantity of my writings, yet it has given a certain fatalistic depth to my writings. New dimensions are always welcomed even though they might lead to the depths of Tartarus. Bah! I rave on like a psychotic headcase, to my general indifference i have turned 24 and have to salute my friends who like clockwork kept calling till i spoke to them, a very very big thank you from my side, may the sun of our friendship burn through eternity. It was a most wondrous day and specially because i and my friends threw a bachelors for a dear new friend. I have been partying alm...