3 weeks have just disappeared from the time I returned from Basel. I still have lots of pending things to complete and tons of new things in the pipeline. It is not due to lack of interest or failure to do things, but just due to addition of lots of things to be done. Life is currently going through 1 hell of a crazy phase right now. I got engaged last week. Followed it up with a 3 day workshop on Project Management. Am planning to prepare for the PMP certification in the near future.
Despite the busy time, the last 3 weeks have helped to stand back and glance at my life and prepare myself for the future.
Things change so much within a span of a few days. Last week, I was still in Basel, trying to pack things and enjoying the swiss summer. A week has passed with a total of 7 days, but feels like a very long time with lots of changes. For starters, I am back in Bangalore. At least for now, will be staying in Bangalore for a few months. One of my aunt expired earlier this week and it was a shocking experience for everyone involved. It had been a while since I had experienced the numb feeling of death and for sure, it wasn't a pleasant feeling either. Also missed out on attending Theju's wedding. Right now, am struggling to find time to even check on the daily results of the World Cup or to even read the Daily News Paper. Maybe, it is a blessing in disguise to be this busy.
There have been numerous topics and thousands of thoughts around them on each and every day. Still, I have failed to post anything about them frequently. When there is time, there is no interest and when there is an urge to write, there is hardly any time. But, I will keep fighting, rising from every loss to start a fresh battle with the hope to win, some day. For starters, will try my best to update multiple times every week.
This week could very well be the beginning of the end, end of a memorable stay in Switzerland. Some of my friends would love to remind me what happened 4 years ago. After a 3 month stay I had returned to Bangalore telling almost every one on the way that I wouldn't come back at all, but returned just after 2 months and stayed for the next 4 years. Hopefully this time around I can settle down for good. More details in a farewell post, but for now, I am still enjoying the swiss chocolates and the ice creams ;)
Received the below content in a mail fwd. Probably the mail chain was started by a Sardar, tired of all the Sardarji jokes :P
My friend told me about the following incident which I wish to share with you.
During last vacation, his few friends came to Delhi . They rented a taxi for local sight-seeing. The driver was an old Sardar and boys being boys, these pals began cracking Sardarji jokes, just to tease the old man. But to their surprise, the fellow remained unperturbed.
At the end of the sight-seeing, they paid the cab hire-charges. The Sardar returned the change, but he gave each one of them one rupee extra and said, ''Son, since morning you have been telling Sardarji jokes.. I listened to them all and let me tell you, some of them were in bad taste. Still, I don't mind coz I know that you are young blood and are yet to see the world..
But I have one request. I am giving you one rupee each. Give it to the first Sardar beggar that you come across in this or any other city.'
My friend continued,* ' That one rupee coin is still with me. I couldn't find a single Sardar begging anywhere.'
The secret behind their universal success is their willingness to do any job with utmost dedication and pride. A Sardar will drive a truck or set up a roadside garage or a dhaba, put a fruit juice stall, take up small time carpentry, but he will never beg on the streets.