Stupendously Sublime

It is ironical that my 49th post was about death and my 50th post would be about one of the most numbing deaths in my life. I would lie if i say i cried, i'm not that big on crying, but yes, the sadness i feel is almost indescribable, my close friends are also similarly placed. So, i shall not endeavour to describe the collective agony that we have gone through, the helplessness and unfairness that we have experienced. What I shall write about is how he shaped my life. We met: It was the july of 2005, and a few scared newly graduated kids were sent to live in one of the most beautiful places in the world, JUIT. It is not clear how me and jha first met, but one of my most distinct memories is on how many levels we had connected. Both of us had dropped, practically been raised by 1 parent, had a similar taste in music and girls. I think we really became friends because of Sonal, that and the fact that he was almost fearless, nothing fazed him except the little things: tests, st...

Welcome to the crossroads of existence: 4 ways converge and diverge from here, one is the path you have taken, and now that you have arrived you will have to choose one path, because not choosing is also a choice and that would mean your road ends there. This is the beauty, no matter what you do you will die. One path maybe longer than the others but in the end our destination is the same no matter where we come from or what we choose. Such a ray of sunshine ain't I. So i ask you what do you think you will die from? Listed below are character flaws (???), that all of us suffer from and one or the other will define us. Solitude Sacrifice Nihilism Despair Destruction Intoxication Insanity Greed Rage and If all of the above fail...there's always "Time" I have pondered over these for the past 4 years (on and off), and i have barely come up with an answer that would be considered comprehensive and logical. But what i have considered is that there a...

Recently, very very recently i had been to the place where my long lost dream was realised. I saw a tiger, and not just a tiger i saw a tiger cub as well. Well, apart from just tigers i saw a leopard too, and that one was the most exciting, the chase the thrill the sheer victory of having seen the assassin of the jungle. What i fell is that this is bigger than just a childish whim to see an animal in the jungle, as i sit, on the eve of my departure to another tiger destination, i can't help but wonder, is this feeling more than infatuation or is it still only my childish desires driving me. I have no idea what is it that drags me again and again to this magnificent creature's abode but it makes me feel alive in ways i have never ever felt alive. Fingers have been crossed and bags i've packed, on another sojourn we embark, the end glorious or macabre i have no thought....on another sojourn we embark.

The Praetorians, an elite band of soldiers dedicated to protecting the life of the Roman emperor , the elite guard of the king, the best of the best, period. When all else fails the praetorians don't and that is what we are about. In servitutem MHROD, is our motto and our king is MHROD. we have have had shared glory, some for ourselves and some for our course, but sadness, sadly, is a 2 word sentence, we lost at Great Lakes Institute of Management, a loss that was a long time coming, because everybody loses and the law of averages has to come into play somewhere. The only regret is that we had to travel 2176 kms to experience the bitter taste of defeat. Frankly, the bitter taste lasted as long as i was in that campus after that what defined my time was a simple quote on the T-Shirt of one of the participants, it read "Excellence is a tradition" which made me ask some very difficult questions of myself. Am I a leader? Do I deserve to be a leader? What have i done to ...

We close another year of our lives and brace ourselves to welcome the new one, all i can see is the impending arrival of the year of reckoning,. This will be my last year of study (fingers crossed :p), and i shall begin in earnest my professional life. which will be my identity for the next, i don't know, 20 something years and this will be if the worst comes to worst. My dreams are known to those closest to me, and if you don't know them, then maybe i haven't found it in my heart to tell you. Ask me and i shall tell you...or maybe not. I sincerely hope you would find it worth your while to keep in touh with me and if not, i really really hope that i will want to keep in touch with you. Infosys BPO was kind enough to want me and i shall keep my intention of being with you, barring an offer which literally blows my mind... This year brought its trials and tribulations and looking back i think i have acquitted myself well. Resolutions for the new year: Be kinder to m...

Circa 28th December, 2011 With the placement of the 24th of us and a dear friend at that, we have traversed a great length in this action packed 2 months. I have seen personal highs and personal lows, i have seen the deserved go unrewarded and the undeserved being felicitated. I have braved grave colds, closed up throats, shortage of manpower and the odd recruiter who insists on showing up 30 mins before her scheduled arrival, without notice. I have seen joyous elation and i have seen dejection, i have seen sorrow so grave that even tears could not escape and i have seen happiness overflowing happily through eyes. I have seen made up thank you's and i have seen heartfelt silences. I have been sad when all were happy and been happy when all were sad. I have seen my teammates go from being the Harlem Globetrotters to the Ghatkopar Karamchari association XI back to being Barcelona. I have seen advice flowing thick, fast and hard with their acknowledgments equally vigorous. I have ...

We have got 6 offers now, only 37 more to get and the road is getting tougher by the minute, the moral quandaries are stacking up and we don' know where to bury our heads...Well enough of reality lets now traverse the realm of my ponderings, and it is a dark place indeed. In a recent conversation with a good friend i was told that he had had enough fun to last him a lifetime and that the time had come for him to get serious about his life, and that got me thinking that is there any concept of enough fun? does this quantity exist where a line demarcates acceptable and unacceptable amount of fun? My life was such that i had to grow up a lot, very very fast and my fun life came later, away from everything and everyone in the serene hills of the Himalaya's. Reflecting further, i was hit by only one logical conclusion, that fun is not an amount but like spirituality, fun is a way of life. Being in a state of no responsibility, having few to answer to, and doing things you are ...