The dream...

Tonight was a mixed day for so many of those age old sayings...



My manager asked me what my plans for future were and whether i was going to stay with Infy and whether I was planning for higher studies.. and i said yes.

Saying number one... Think before you speak.. and i was found guilty of making the same mistake again.



He asked whether I would be leaving Infy then.. I said yes if i get through a good college.. I will.



Saying number two.. Honesty is the best policy.. may be.. may be not. Honesty might be good for the soul but can be bad for your career.



I told him that yes I have plans for higher studies and would like to try once I go back..



When I asked him why suddenly this discussion came up.. he said he wanted to file H1-B for me as I was one of the top performers and there where projects in US...

Saying number three and the burden of realisation... arrow from a bow and words from mouth do not come back. It was so true for me tonight.

I had shut down down the doors to one of the biggets opportunities I would ever get.. I sacrificed it to my dream since last 5 years.. an MBA.

And immediately after the call I felt I have made a mistake.But it has so often happend to me that the decisions I have thought to be good for me have turned up futile.

Finally it made me wonder... Is life really about making the right decisions.. or is it about making the difficult ones and still have a smile on your face..and hoping against hope that the decision you made is correct.

The story of the crashed Hard Disk

Written: 7 AM , December 20,2008; Shantha's place , London

Remember that i had told you about how i got a signal to start a new life when by Laptop's HD crashed and I was left with nothing...(what a insanely sick optimist I am.. )

Even wondered what would the hard disk feel in such a situation...

would it be like what Jammie.. RD.. still didn't get it..? Ok.. Rahul Dravid is feeling.. being once crowned

The Wall once and now being dubbed as a cheesecake...

or would it be like a share market dealer in present times..who was playing in millions a few months ago and is now searching his pockets for that elusive penny.

Just FYI.. i m writing this in half sleep.. I want to sleep but just cant.I m already heart broken due to my HD crash incident and Peru's snoring is not helping matters here.. Moreover i cant go back home now.. just too lazy i guess.

Now i guess writing about sleep has given me the strength to fight Peru's cacophonous orchestrate snoring... i m going to give it try.. will finish this once i m back..

and one more thing before leave.. Jammie has struck back form with a crafty and patient century.. Well Done wall.. I wish my HD could do the same :(

bye.. cya soon.

The first blog..

Written:5:30 AM , Shantha's Place , London

               After a session of Dumb Charades

Well.. the day has arrived.. finally.

I have started penning down my thoughts,experiences,learning blah blah...definitely not for the benefit of the mankind. 

But I started writing coz' I have a sanguine belief that I too can write... Somewhere hidden inside me is writer.. probably not a Rushdie or a Tagore.. but definitely someone who can write.

If i could just hone my skills (which would take a lot of doing) I could be some one who people would like to read..

And its not only me.. i am sure there are millions of people around this world who feel the same way.

They feel  the urge to express themselves.. through pen or performance... But somehow there enthu is bogged down by the monotony of the life..

I have always been a good listener , a good reader... now is the time to change the way the rice is cooked.. Its time to be the speaker, the writer.

Somehow feel this is the time I need to seriously look forward to giving my heart and soul to my dream.. my dream since last 3-4 years.. Dream of a Management degree.. dream of studying in a reputed B-School.. 

The signals are all right... first this never ending project called Classic.. which btw has made me learn so much is going to be transitioned to another vendor... so i will definitely get a release from this project and will be back in India in next 3 months, giving me sufficient time to prepare for my exam.

Second, my laptop's HD crashes leaving me with no data at all.. all that I had done over a period of last year .. scripts,codes,documents, mails etc etc.. although i m heart broken by this incident i guess this is some kind of a hidden abtruse message asking me to move away from all this and start afresh.

I might me horribly wrong in thinking this way but i m an eternal optimist and i cant help seeing this the way i currently am.

This is a way of telling me that i am giving you a chance to start a new life.. use it well.

And damn i m going to make use of this opportunity.

Now coming to the name of the blog.. The chronicles of an entropic mind.. 

Its nothing..just a fancy name.. i might be entropic at times but I pretty much maintain my sanity at most times.

its 6 in the morning now.. not really feeling sleepy and i have a lot to write..But would definetely take a short nap before starting back home.. And after crying over my lost lappy and a game of dumbsy which made me enact movies like Hawas, Durgesh Nandini ,Biradari.. i definetely deserve my sweet slumber.