On Absence from blogging
Since I haven't posted here for a long long time in the last year, may be I'll talk about myself in this post. And even though I'm so much of a self-centric guy, I hardly can think of something interesting to say about myself. And yet, once in a while when I meet old friends, realization remains strong that spark of wit remains unfazed.
When I initially started blogging, it was a revelation in terms of being able to express myself, an anger waiting to burst out. Hence, so many posts about freedom, liberty and screwed economic policies of Indian Government. But there comes a time, when you get bored and want to move on. Yes, I know some would lament that what's the point on moving on when old things themselves have not been achieved.. but anger can simmer only for so much time. I still follow some news regularly, but the spirit of debating and questioning everything is lacking right now. Hence, the lack of posts.
On MBA
I have always been interested in understanding lives of people. So nuggets of eccentricities, culture specific behaviours and messages, sociological studies interested me. Hence, I joined MICA last year for a 2 year MBA in Marketing Communications. I'm not sure how much have i learned or improved, or in these recessionary times, whether I'll get a job with enough salary that I'll be able to pay my loan and yet live a comfortable life. But then correctness of decisions can be fully realized in hindsight only.. so no judgements for now.
On Friends and Family
I've always been fortunate enough to have great friends -- always having at least one friend with me to ride me through all crises. MICA added totally new dimensions to this and I learned some things for the first time about relationships in the last year.
My family stopped to give advices and road maps to life to me after I cleared IITJEE and went to my engineering college.. but a painful realization bothers me every now and then -- In midst of my job and career, I haven't been able to give them enough time.
On Death
Last week, my good friend and previous room mate Subash Reddy died in a road accident. I and couple of other friends rushed him to hospital post the accident but he couldn't be saved. Death is something we always banish to background, and it makes the ultimate confrontation even more difficult. Last week was very difficult for me.. but may be I'll start thinking death as a permanent reality rather than a post-retirement phenomenon.
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So, that's it for now. I desperately want to post something here, but have been running out of ideas, inspirations and thoughts. Anyone with criticism/inspirations/suggestions is always welcome.
