Solitude, to the power of three.

The other day, someone very casually asked me, "So, you are in a family of how many people?". Instantaneously,I replied, "Three. Mom, Dad and me." And a moment later, I realised, I missed out Bro and so corrected myself almost immediately. The incident is not small enough to be ignored, it's only big enough to be pondered over.
At one time, we were a family of five, which reduced to four with the death of my very dear Grandma. But it's still supposed to be four of us right? Well, the problem here is, that ever since his Engineering days (When I was in grade 7), Bro has been living away from home because unfortunately, our parents are always posted somewhere else and his education/job happens elsewhere.

It's been years altogether now. He completed his engineering in Pune, while we all resided in Mumbai. He was recruited to HSBC, Pune immediately after his engineering. For good or for bad, he got the job in the city he loved so much; if only he loved Mumbai that much. Sigh! Then he began preparing for CAT for pursuing an MBA. Successful at getting admission in MDI, Gurgaon in his second attempt, he was off to the North for another couple of years. A few days back, he got convocated as he handsomely showed off the graduation robe, hat and a degree alongside. We were all elated! So, what after the MBA? Well, he got placed at Infosys, and is currently undergoing his two-month training in Hyderabad. Hyderabad is not his permanent location though. A ray of hope? well, NO because 'Infy', as everyone popularly calls Infosys, does not have a development centre in Mumbai. :( Which makes it another couple of years at least.

I am wondering when this sick roller coaster of a journey would end. Every time Bro is home, life seems so much better. My family, my world seems complete. The satisfaction of carrying one extra plate while laying the dinner table is immense. I long for him to be with us everyday, just like the three of us are together all the time.

Why did I suddenly come up with this note? Well, because last wekk, I was with Bro for about a week during his convocation in Gurgaon. I realised that time ssimply flies by when I am with him. Everything is so much nicer. I am kind of embarrassed to say this, but I do not essentially miss being around Mom and Dad or being at home when I am with Bro while the converse is almost invariably true.

I shall still positively wait for the day when my dream of having the jigsaw puzzle complete shall be realised. After all, 'Ummeed pe duniya kayam hai".

You know you're jobless when...

First Year Mass Media is done... flew by at lightening pace I must add. Seems like I just joined college as a nervous fresher a few days back. F.Y. has been amazing fun. Helpful friends, a class pretty much devoid of prejudiced spoilsports, an enviable faculty et al... Now the boring part! All the good things and some bad ones (like exams) are over and done with and it's now becoming hard to pass time. Joblessness is taking over me completely. Lately, I have found myself doing things I would never do otherwise and hence decided to come up with this note...

So here we go. You know you're jobless when any or all of these happen-

1. You resort to Facebook rather than facing a book.

2. You realise you're watching the Roadies/Splitsvilla Finale for the 24Th time.

3. Your phone bill rises dramatically.

4. You suddenly find yourself in the kitchen and cooking awesome stuff you never knew even existed. (This one is more on the constructive side)

5. You are watching a Kings XI Punjab match in IPL 3!

6. You are watching RGV ki Aag cos you're done watching all the other films on your hard disk.

7. You start enjoying 90s Bollywood music (Nadeem-Shravan, Sameer kind of songs)

8. When you go to comment on a friend's status and realise you've already done that. :|

9. When you start visiting Fakesu's profile way too often cos you find the 'beta' and 'I will slap you' too amusing.

10. When beating your friends in Crazy Taxi and the likes becomes more vital than grabbing yourself a meal.

11. You actually watch news coverage on Shoaib Malik and Sania Mirza's impending wedding! Add to that any other India TV News you may be watching...

12. You begin sleeping with eyes open.

13. You realise half your life is wasted without anything that you are very proud of.

14. When you can't wait for the darned vacations to get over! *SIGH*

15. And lastly, when you've read this entire piece of trash cox you had nothing else to do!!! :(

Cheers to Joblessness!! *Hail 'Vellapanti'*

Statutory Warning!

Greetings

First of all, do not let the title mislead you in any way. I am a rather docile person (or, not hostile at least!). I smile, I laugh, I am everything pleasant. And guess what, I don't even bite! (I sting sometimes though on account of being a typical scorpion). It's just that this is my space and an outlet for my expression. Thus, I would appreciate if no one 'guides' me what to write. Constructive criticism is welcome of course, but then again, I do not remotely claim to be a writer in the making. A blog was like a missing link in my life and you just need that space sometimes where you can let go. This is going to be my space for that very purpose.

Now when one unwinds one's mind, what follows is random more often than not. If we do project our emotions as they our in our little, overburdened heads, the result is likely to be far from pleasant most often; a reflection of personal connotations in most cases. In such situations, it is plain annoying if anyone has any 'guidance' to give about what the content could have been or should have been or anything such. I do not care about the 'could haves' and 'should haves'. I am who I am and this is where I am going to express myself to the best of my ability. It is best if I don't fool myself and the world by refining whatever I have to say and subjecting it to the oh-so-floral-beautiful-language. Why? well, simply because that is not me...

I am not Wordsworth, I am not Eliot, I am not even Chetan Bhagat. I am just a regular girl trying to solve a million questions about her existence in the complexities of what we call the world. I have talents, God has gifted me as well, but not with the ability to bowl people over with my writing prowess. I'd much rather sing some words well written by better writers :) Indeed, singing is my thing, my life, my world, my cup of tea, coffee... my mug of beer or whatever else! This, as I said before, is just an outlet. For me, and whoever else cares to read this, to know and understand myself better.

Cheers

Bhavya Pandit