what you cant write

Long time no see!!!

Most of the people who used to blog regularly during college days are forced to say that in each of their new blogs. But this is probably the last time I am saying that, not because I am going back to college but I would want it to be a generic sentence for all my blogs, untill and unless I am fortunate enough to go back to college.

After the previous blog life has been hep. (Happening way of writing happening, at least some MBA’s and so called happening people think so.)

Now about the blog, “The realization that strikes me is that you can’t always divulge everything in a blog at a given point of time.” In college I used to think that I would be able to write freely about the way I feel about things when I become a free man.[But the college already saved its ass by retaining authority to snatch away my degree at any point of time for next 25 years]. And anyways now all those things have lost relevance and most obviously to the people who know my forgetful and forgiving nature, “I have forgotten most of them.”

Similar things hold true for my current situation also. This blog is not supposed to be mine but of an anoniitian. Still there are some people who suspect that this is mine…[Bahut jyada complication ho gaya hai…if you don’t understand…don’t try to..exert yourself]

Anyways let me come to the point…

What all has happened over this long gap !!!

Well now I am going to become a Mumbai kar. My dad has been transferred to Bombay ‘the city of dreams’ where I spent 4 best years of my life. But probably they were the best because I was not bound by the presence of inspecting eyes of my family.

But this is the basic problem of a transferable job. Now I don’t have a permanent address for god’s sake. Abhi job to bilkul banajaron kee zindagi kee tarah chal raha hai aur agar ghar kaa bhi pata thikana naa ho to koi kya kare.

There is another very important thing which is happening and which is supposed to be very important, but as I have already mentioned that you cant always write your heart out.

The third thing is that loneliness is going to strike me bitterly and very hard by the start of this weekend because all other friends of mine are going to be put ‘on the job’ training and I will still carry that (disgusting, stinking, hopeless, senseless, obnoxious, abhor able….i am falling short of adjectives...) batch of being trainee for some more time which I desperately but unsuccessfully tried to get shortened.

Hence there are a lot of blogs in the offing which will probably be about my experience over the last few months across various states of country and one of the better known companies in the country.

Fourth thing is even more difficult to put, but I would try and use English, Hindi and Hinglish languages as my support system to put in whatever way I can the situation I am facing. So try and read between the lines and be as interpretational as possible because the distance between the language and reality are going to be as long as horizon and me.

With time passing by I came to know that I need to learn a lot of things from the perspective of being a mature social being. I have over a period of time learnt to use my past as a punching bag whenever I felt that I was lagging in the most fashionable and modern aspects of college life. But then I am a logical man, so a feeling of guilt started settling inside me for doing such a crime which I continue to do even now. Now the problem at hand is that situations reverse with individuals changed and me being treated with my own medicine. Difficult …affirmative…..Very difficult ….A big yes…..But every one has to live by this sword called natural justice. But if you are punished and behave well during your sentence, then even the government releases you early based on good conduct. I am also hoping for the same. But the positive that comes out this all mumbo jumbo that I have written is that I get to learn a lot from the social perspective, may be with a lot of pain,

Par “Dard mein bhi kuch baat hai”

Aur seekna to dard se bhi utna hee hai jitna khushi se.

life