Light a hope

Its just been such a long time I dropped in any message here. Not that I didn't want to. Somehow it just was not the right time. Or may be aboslutely nothing was on my mind to write about. Been through lot of tough times. Bouts of depressions, some vims of energy and some fancies of romances and back to the sane state. Well, life still looks and seems inviting to me. And why not? I've so many beautiful people in my life to make it worth for every minute that I spend with them. Festive seasons are over. But the mood to celebrate still lurks on. The colorful lamps and rows of lights are still hanging on to the walls; meekly spreading their light with the onset of the dawn. It still instills the hope and happiness of a better future and gives a reason to smile. A reason to live. So I refuse to take them off the walls. I refuse to put them away in the attic to accululate the dust on them and wait till the next time I can take them out. This made me thinking. Do I really need a reason to stop the celebration of life? May be its time I brush this dust of negative feeling off my heart and soul. Let their spirits lift the mood and sparkle every living soul of life, rain or shine!

Monday Morning blues....

Everyone has trails to tell about Monday Morning Mishaps in their life. So do I. This goes back to my engineering days when monday mornings always meant a day of getting up late by mistake (then give excuses that alarm didn't go off ), unfinished journals, some forgotten test in college and even more forgotten topics covered in classes which were attended intermittently and heavily depending on mood of the day, movie currently running in theatres and several other itinery plans. So first thing when we reached college was to decide whether to enter the classroom or not. This was a real predicament as it depends on the no. of students turned up, what was being taught and last but not the least who was the professor. With heavy hearts (& minds) we used to dash in the classrooms only count, who is present and who is not so that, we attendees can vie with each other for marking a proxy for the luckier mortals. And sometimes in this war, with no results out, both the contestants would yell for a single person! That would result in the end of the proxy war till the time the professor would forget about such trivial issues in next few lectures.

Sometimes these mondays would shape up for no less than a war like situation. Practicals were attended but journals would reflect a date some couple of weeks back. This would be tricky situation to come out harmless out of a lion's cage.

Later during the last year of graduation, we thought we mastered to control the situation only to find it grown even more grave over the last 3 years.

Final year means the most important, not so relaxed year of the graduation with project and exams and practicals and submissions. All the mondays during final year were disastrous, full of mishaps. I, being first in rollcall, had the entire project group dragged in the 1st position for all project related activities like viva, practicals, journal submissions. I received the flak of my life from my friends to have a name starting with 'A'. What??!! Anyway, so after a joyous, merry making and oblivious Sunday, we used to remember all the assigned and incomplete work on monday morning only to find no printer in working condition, no other journals complete to even copy the content in our own, no photocopy, printing machine shop open so early in morning to match with our college time and not a single person who has the complete idea of the entire situation! Hell!!!!

Then our entire group used to run helter skelter in all possible directions to get hold of all possible resources to get the damn work complete within the time. Sometimes we failed, sometimes we run over the schedule and sometimes we did managed it pretty well. But in the end of the whole saga filled with fears and tears, we came out triumphed and succeeded to find our own path to walk with all the wonderful memories for the lifetime. But hey, even if this college journey has ended, the monday morning mishaps continue to haunt me till date in its different form of meetings, tasks and so on, only the scene now resembles to something like a workplace! :)

Of seasons and Celebrations!!

I have always loved celebrating all our festivals. I so look forward to this season of the year when slowly the monsoon starts playing hide and seek and in its last lap to drench us in its unexpected showers. Then one by one all festivals starts coming round the corner of every month. Indian festivals are full of celebrations and equally full with its full swing preparations even before they actually begin. The season marks the first prominent and fervourly celebrated occassion of Ganesh Chaturthi in the entire state. I specially like this festival not just beacuse I worship this God but this is truly the festival of colors of life. I love to see beautifully carved and crafted idols of Lord Ganesha in all shapes and sizes and even more creatively done pendals and stage set up for it. They're larger than life.
I have vast fond memories of celebrating Ganesh Chaturthi with my family ever since I was a kid. The beautiful Ganesh idol would be adorned in our home for a weeklong celebration. And not to forget the "modaks" specially made for this Lord which were devoured every now and then much to my delight. So speaking of this festival, I was taking a walk down the road on Sunday evening when every nook and corner of my vicinity was getting ready to welcome this God in beatifully decorated pendals and this brought back all the fond memories of celebrating Ganesh festival. Till few years back, in my hometown I used to be a member of volunteers who will be taking care of all celebrations for 10 days long festival. We used to put our heart and soul in taking care of all minute details and making sure "our committee" would leave no stone unturned in its course of celebrations.
All in all, Lord Ganesha is a symbol of prosperity and destroyer of evil from this world. Its the most auspicious day to mark the beginning of any good and significant work. Its our faith and lets pray this season Lord Ganesha will destroy the evil from our life and will bestow its blessings on us with peace, prosperity and happiness.
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Like I said I gorge on Modaks, I hunted all the sweet shops in my locality for them. And trust me it was total bliss when they finally made way to my tummy!! :D

When i was born...

Everyone has a tale to tell about their birth. So do I. Read on to find out how I was born...

I was born on a rather slow tuesday morning out of total boredom of my owner. The usual dull not so appealing surrounding was even more listlesswhen it started raining outside. Its when while browsing through so many look alikes of mine that my owner thought of creating something of its own amidst these findings. I must admit, it was rather painstaking efforts on part of my owner to find a good name for me. Many concerns, queries rose. It was even thought of changing my abode but finally after much dawdling and few furtive attempts, I was finally named as "One Fine Tuesday". I thank my owner for naming me convincingly by the day I am born, i.e. tuesday of course.
So here I begin my journey full of laughter and sorrows, love and happiness, fun and friends. I welcome one and all who ever wish to join me in my world. Welcome aboard :)