Moving away from Mumbai where I was born and bred was never going to be easy. However It was an exciting idea to battle out in sub-zero temperatures trying to survive under odd circumstances. And Regina or ‘Ra-gy-na’ like the people call it here has given me plenty of reasons to smile.
To start with Regina is the capital of of Saskatchewan, a province of Canada. The temperature in this prairie country could be freezing under -40C in the peak season. However when I landed it was -5C and considered pleasant by local standards. Rest assured nothing could prepare you for this climate, not even the warm clothes that were bought off the shelves of the Indian supermarkets as I found out later. I had to bring a Westbeach coat that provided the comfort I was looking for.
General
A Report from Kochi
My business trips take me to places in and around India and it’s exciting to meet new people and enlighten them on the delicate facets of design. Though my sojourns have been curbed drastically by the company I still managed to sneak in a few days to go to Kochi on a deputation.
I had a tough time digesting the idea of working in a world renowned holiday destination. It was a pathetic feeling to say the least, that I would be ignoring the swaying palms, the flowing backwaters and the gentle breezes. An impossible situation like you’re sentenced to 5 days of imprisonment albeit in a hotel room, all by yourself watching STAR World! Even the gods would have laughed at my apathy.
Strangers In Love
A short story that I wrote over the weekend. It’s a work of fiction and bears no resemblance to anyone or any incident.
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He meets her on the Internet and very unusually they fall in “love” with each other after a brief chat session. Two “lovers” from diverse cultures and city are brought together by fate and technology. In truth by technology but the two strongly believed it was fate. They exchanged their cell numbers so they could share their happiness and sorrow. This meant endless hours of naughty “love” chirping and philosophical discussions 24/7. A special “happy” ring-tone was set especially for her so he could single her call out from the various others on his cell-phone. When verbal communication was unable to express itself satisfactorily, they would turn instantly to messaging. Wherever they went, their feelings followed just like that through the never-ending tender vocabulary. Tragically she was committed to someone and he was fully aware about it. Yet he believed there was the hand of god that drew them closer to each other everyday and each night. He was full of hope and positive and she thought there was nothing that could separate them. Despite her background she promised to be with him forever.
Simply Putting Matters Off
I realized that I have not written on my blog for a month now. You might wonder what the matter is. It is just that I have mastered the art of developing excuses for postponing matters. Things seem to be back on track after I came across this article and realized I needed to do something about my behavior.
Over the past month, a lot of things have occurred around my natural surroundings; some not worthy enough to be mentioned publicly. To begin with, I had started to write a short love story which I managed to complete half-way and paused at a point when it became interesting. It’s too early to say if I have abandoned the idea but I have managed to put it off under the pretext of my ever increasing “mood pangs”. I have often put my work off by saying I do not get enough time which is not true. I have plenty to do but as I said I have learned to postpone things for unexplained reasons.
My daily exercise routine is another victim of my laziness. On early mornings I find it difficult to motivate myself to get out of the coziness of my blankets and work out those muscles to keep healthy under the pretext of sleep and rest. Somehow I think I need to push myself a bit more than I usually do (if at all I do) to kill this pest called procrastination. Let’s say for encouragement — if I am able to respect my personal commitments and time, I am also bound to do well in my professional career. And now I feel nice to have pushed that button and publish this post. I must say thanks to Cindy Loughridge for writing this eye-opening article. Thanks so much Tina.
The Intriguing World of Spam
I wouldn’t be misplaced if I say the internet is like my first home, since I spend more time there than on real earth. It’s a virtual place where I love exploring its alleys and partake the various benefits almost all free of cost — reference websites, address books, social bookmarking, email clients, et al. In short while I am surfing, I have a global passport of visiting any place without worrying too much about safety unless I download something that’s detrimental to my system. During my office hours, I am advised (rather compelled) to curb my sojourns across the information superhighway to protect the internal network where thousands like me are traveling on business purpose. Every morning though I check my mailbox for any new communication which I might have received during the course of the night. And while doing so I cannot resist the temptation of visiting the spam folder (or bulk email folder depending upon the client you prefer), to see and be intrigued at what the underground world has offered me today.