There is always a struggle between things that one has to do and one wants to do. If one manages to get both these objectives aligned in their everyday life, life would definitely be more enjoyable.

I was cursing myself the other day for not being cheerful and happy. Some where the having and wanting were getting apart for past few months. the good part is that i felt the difference before they could have moved away from each other. The effort to bring these two parts together has taken some time. As reflects from the fact that i am back to blogging and reading regularly, and still meeting my deadlines and work schedules. There are still somethings to be sorted out but its working.

I finished reading “The Red Carpet”, what invigorated me was the writer’s ability to capture snapshot of the people’s life thru the short stories. All the stories are based in Bangalore and the sense of belonging towards this city made me nostalgic about my times here. Off course the city has changed from the times i have been here, but the short stories really made me see that side of bangalore that i used to like or still like. The main theme of the most of the stories is the changing face of india especially bangalore. The initial ones are ok, but the two i liked the most of had a similar theme of bond between parents and children even in this new new world if i may call it. First one was about the daughter of an american indian coming back just to find how things have changed, but still valueing her relationship with her dad and how she has the choice, while the second one touched the theme of an america educated daughter coming back only to realize underline connection between her mother and herself. Though none of the stories had a definite ending or for that matter a begining also, they were true to the definition of snapshot into life of the characters.

Some how my collection of books in increasing at a faster pace then my ability to finish reading them. Moreover my mood swings also affect what i read, i started reading “A Farewell to Arms” but then left it mid way, same has happened to “Who says Elephant can’t dance”. Finally just with the mood i picked up “Hitch Hiker’s Guide to Galaxy”. I had bought this omnibus quite some time back but as it happens with most of the my books, i could only start reading it now. I definitely found it to be an extremely entertaining book. One of the first things you get to know in this book is why the internet translation tool was named “Babel Fish” cause Babel Fish is actually a fish that goes into ones ear and lives on brainwave radiation from every source but its host. It then excretes energy in the form of exactly the correct brainwaves needed by its host to understand what was just said. In layman terms it translates any language of the galaxy to the one you would understand. So our hero Arthur Dent gets his babel fish one from his guide, the roving reporter of the H2G2, Ford Prefect.

Since i just started can’t say how it may end, but i am hopeful.

its been a long time, some how the routine of my life had caught me with in its web. Though i shouldn’t complain for this web that lies around me today, writing my thoughts down had been a fulfilling experience and i missed it.

So i decided to revive my blog, i told it to “rise from ashes” and hold me from the scruff of my neck for being away so long. Initially it behaved like a mistress whom i had forgotten as it tried to wrestle me around asking me to remember the strange code word to our agreement. the code word that granted me the access, that verified me to be rightful owner, and the one that gave a faith to the mistress that i am here to stay.

Where do i begin, its a been an boring to hectic last one year. i let my work affect me so much that couldnt give time to things i loved, reading and blogging. It took a while for me to figure out that life would go on, but one has to enjoy it to make most of it.

i sound philosophical about it but its true. I had done quite a few fictional readings lately, of people and their daily life. Rohingstone Mistry’s two books “A Fine Balance” and “Such a long journey” and currently reading “My Farewell to Arms” from Ernest Hemingway and “The Red Carpet” (a book of short stories about people in city of bangalore, dont remember the author right now).

All of these really made me wonder that life will always keep going on, one has to just make the most of it.

Ok time’s up, have to rush for a meeting now but will keep visiting this space of mine. It is the non judgemental part of my life, and i better be faithful to it. It would not ask questions but only listen.