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Leia Mais…May 7, 2010
Feb 3, 2010
Run, Forrest! Run!
There are many instances in life when we feel the pangs of growing up, albeit for different reasons. Every few years, we have some new revelations which bring joy or sorrow to us. Off late there is one thought which keeps haunting me - "Life is a Marathon." Considering my current physical health, I cannot dream of running a marathon, but no harm in giving my mind a little exercise and believing in this thought.
Sunscreen by Baz Luhrmann is the tonic for the nut cases like me... go enjoy it
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Jan 31, 2010
Curse or Blessing ?
In the year 1930, 26th January was declared as Independence Day of India by Indian National Congress and twenty years later in 1950 on the same day Indian Constitution came into force. And on the same date fifty years later, I was born. It was a mere coincidence or trick of fate that I was born on such a historically important day.
If I were born on any other date in the calendar, things would have been pretty much normal and boring. But god decided to make my birth day interesting, and government of India decided to make it a dry day. Every year along with the usual pangs of growing up, I experience a lot of other mixed feelings because of the date 26th Jan.
When I was in school, I never got a chance to celebrate my birthday with my classmates; I never wore a pretty frock to school like the other girls. On top of it, if my family forgot to buy a cake well in advance, I wouldn't even get to blow the candles, make a wish and cut the cake on my special day. This last bit was the biggest deprivation for a child.
Somehow I managed to make my peace with the situation and outgrew the age of wearing fancy clothes and distributing candies in classroom. But there was no respite from this ill fate in college also. In Delhi, there is a red alert on 26th Jan and no one ventures out of their houses. So I could only spend time at home with my loving family, who tried to make my day special with the best celebration means we all have,"lots of food", but alas! no friends could ever come over.
Well, I learned to live with this too and consoled myself that maybe " with a great birth date come greater responsibilities !! ".
Then with a sudden twist of fate, my curse became a blessing overnight. My first birthday of my working life and I got a much deserved break from office. That day I bowed down and thanked the gods a million times, almost breaking my back, for as long as I am in India I will never have to work on my Birthday.
I forgot all the years I had suffered because of this date, the future looked so liberating and hopeful that I was finally willing to forgo the past.
Leia Mais…
If I were born on any other date in the calendar, things would have been pretty much normal and boring. But god decided to make my birth day interesting, and government of India decided to make it a dry day. Every year along with the usual pangs of growing up, I experience a lot of other mixed feelings because of the date 26th Jan.
When I was in school, I never got a chance to celebrate my birthday with my classmates; I never wore a pretty frock to school like the other girls. On top of it, if my family forgot to buy a cake well in advance, I wouldn't even get to blow the candles, make a wish and cut the cake on my special day. This last bit was the biggest deprivation for a child.
Somehow I managed to make my peace with the situation and outgrew the age of wearing fancy clothes and distributing candies in classroom. But there was no respite from this ill fate in college also. In Delhi, there is a red alert on 26th Jan and no one ventures out of their houses. So I could only spend time at home with my loving family, who tried to make my day special with the best celebration means we all have,"lots of food", but alas! no friends could ever come over.
Well, I learned to live with this too and consoled myself that maybe " with a great birth date come greater responsibilities !! ".
Then with a sudden twist of fate, my curse became a blessing overnight. My first birthday of my working life and I got a much deserved break from office. That day I bowed down and thanked the gods a million times, almost breaking my back, for as long as I am in India I will never have to work on my Birthday.
I forgot all the years I had suffered because of this date, the future looked so liberating and hopeful that I was finally willing to forgo the past.
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