It still pains….

It all started exactly a fornight ago.. I dont know what persuaded me to take such a stupid decision (looks stupid now). It was in my childhood that I had gone through this pain which I dont remember anymore now. But believe me.. it takes a lot of courage to do this.. Well.. I am not talking about any mental agonies or any wierd thing that can come to your mind, but the wierdest of all.. getting my nose pierced..

Then was the time I was really busy with some things.. and my niece told my mom that she wants to poke her nose. Did she really have to say that? That too, to my mom? OK.. all said and done, my mom asked me to learn something from her. Please, she is 6 years younger to me. Ok.. since I had a passion to have a ring on my nose (This doesnt mean I am a die-hard fan of Sania Mirza), I said yes to mom. Now, before I changed my decision, mom and my sis took me and my niece to a doc. Fortunately, the doc wasnt there. But the duo didnt give up. Took us to a parlour and got our nose poked. And the parlour.. they used their studs to poke. They asked me to go there in the evening to put my stud. When I went there in the evening, I knew it would pain a bit. But when she removed hers and put mine, I felt tears were running down my cheeks automatically.. And there, my mom was also in tears. I asked her why was she crying. she said she cant see tears in my eyes. U know what… she is really very sweet.. How mothers live through their childrens’ pains.. Only they can understand why u look sad or happy. Only they know u better. And there I was, with a poked nose. And crying all through my way home. But believe me, I didnt wanna cry. It just happened.

When my team-mates got to know about it.. all they said was What!!!! Were u loose or something? Huh, was that what I had to hear after all the pain? Finally there were atleast some ppl who said it looks good. But u know, as usual, I take every comment also as a compliment. So that actually doesnt affect me..

After a fortnight, now I realize it actually pains. It still pains..

I finally failed in a test..

It is really an experience.. All through my life I hv always scored decently well in all my exams. But this is really frightening. Failed it not just once but even the second time. Oh.. I am talking about my Learner’s License test!!

First of all.. shun me for having deciding to drive now. so many ppl younger to me have already gone through this phase and have become proficient drivers. And here I am.. Having immersed myself in music, novel-reading, watching movies and ofcourse work, I never thought it was a great idea to start driving. I know to ride cycle though.. But this didnt help much in trying my hands on two-wheelers. Finally, after all the hardship and ofcourse the inevitable fights with the rikshaw-drivers, I decided to get my hands dirty on a two-wheeler.

To start with, I read through blogs on taking LL test here. I read that there are long queues everywhere and I must be prepared to stand that. I also got to know that there may be some brokers charging u more for the work. Dont give them even a second look. I even browsed through the sample test that some people had uploaded and also the test paper provided by the governing body itself. For two days.. I was here reading about traffic signals.. dip/dim lights on vehicles and so on… And then I got the form and had a slot to take my test on a saturday..

That was the first saturday of my LL test.. will tell u why later… I went to the relevant office.. I didnt know the sequence of “Things to do”.. Got hold of another applicant and asked him what all was it that I had to do.. Paid money for the application (Remember.. u must give proper change or else u have to sacrifice ur position in the queue). Luckily, the queue was not as long as I expected it to be (Probably I had prepared myself for the worse..). I then put my photos as per directions, pinned all the relavant documents and finally was in a queue to get an official seal. Then what.. I was directed to go to a section in a hall and I went to take my test there. Submitted my form and the person on the other side gave me a question paper (a laminated one ) with an answer paper. The questions were of multiple choice and hence that was ok I thought. The paper didnt look all that difficult to me at all. Once I was done, I submitted my paper and the guy on the other side evaluated my marks. It was just one mark less than the passing marks. That was terrible!!!

I then thought I will take up the test again. Since I am employed I cant take week-days off so easily. I went again yesterday.. The second saturday of my LL test!! (Now you know the reason!! ) Now I was quite well-versed with what had to be done.. Quickly did all that I had done last week. This time I got a different paper which looked easier than last week’s. Took up the test. Guess what!! Failed again with one mark less again. I was totally disappointed..

When I came home, I was welcomed again by mom with all smiles, saying that finally I managed to fail in the same thing twice. Now I am thinking what to do. I will sure try again. Atleast the third time, I must make it. I will definitely drive..

The book that I last read…

The 3 mistakes of my life…

Chetan Bhagat.. man!! He really knows what the masses read!! A mind blowing blend of vision, politics, so called communal conflicts, spirituality, romance and maths!!!

Putting all pieces together.. The novel talks of three friends, their ambitions in life, inhibitions in achieving them, their conflicting thoughts, their views about religion and many more. An agnostic whose passion include maths and business, a cricket lover whose parents are given up on him and a hardcore Hindu devotee who doesnt wanna follow the family profession of priesthood. Just look at the way the three involve in a business… A business run in temple premises selling cricket accessories – making all the three happy..

What went wrong?? If you wanna read the book then please dont read the blog any further. coz I am gonna reveal them…

Investment into business.. smart?? But if mother nature shivers to make her presence felt to all of us who think man need not depend on anything at all… then what??Tremors!! Quakes… and there it goes… Bhuj incident.. Drowned businesses.. Ruined families.. Lost lives.. leaving people to think what went wrong!!!

Loving a friend’s sister!!! A sacrilege? Against protocol?? Well… may be. may not be.. and if it is.. it costs friendship..

Saving one’s life but not future.. Believe me!! You wont realize for a second that that was a mistake.. Alas!! 3 mistakes of our hero’s life..

All said and done.. what an insight into prevailing Indian Politics and ofcourse.. how can I forget.. the Godhra incident that we dont mention very often (atleast I dont) relived in my memory.

The novel compels us to ponder over our mistakes of our lives. I am still pondering over it.

What a name for the blog…

Vow!!! I really didnt think much while naming my blog!! All the names I gave little thought to were taken away by others.. Sure smart guys.. Finally I thought of one another..

I am very excited about my first post.. I wanted to name it on something about the MIND. why not?? We humans are one of those gifted living ones with the abilitiy to think.. And so here I am.. dedicating to all humans who can think(what do I lose by such dedication!!) And ofcourse!! I think toooooo What do I do other than thinking???? Well… pen my thoughts!!

OKIES…. Now, talking about names.. I never used to think why people are named what they are named.. This happened very recently.. Someone told me that it is good to name kids with names that have utmost two syllables. Now this has a reason.. no one will cut short such names.. like Pavan cant be called Pav or Pa.. I will definitely keep this in mind.. My blog has more than one syllable, but thats ok. Exceptions are always there..