Back to school?

Do you remember those days, where you used to go to school? Oh yes, how beautiful were they? Beautiful ?? Question which only an individual can answer. 

As a kid you would have aspired to buy every other thing you found on the street you walked, didn't you?  I indeed did.   Then you would have wished that you were earning! This empowers you to buy at your will. 

During one of the discussion with schools mates, I just realized that going to office was kind of going to school for few. May not be the case for all.

  

Picking a few, you would always go with clothes Ironed; it was supposedly one of the important things while you headed to school, along with polished shoes.  We all had few things to be done in class and few things in home, called as class work & home work.  Here all the types of work are done.

Then coming to leaves, we used to take a leave request written by parents to teacher, here you’re supposed to write down a mail to manager requesting for the same.  We would have different releases/ quarterly target which are something like that of internals/test which used to happen regularly in school.  Similarly a score card is released. 

Like those parents teachers (PTA) meetings in school, we have meetings with manager.

The yearly and midyear reviews are nothing but those midterm and final exams, where the promotion to next class/grade are decide. :)

There used to be nail leader in class, times you had to bribe, if you had missed cutting it over the weekend. But now you would cut them religiously weekly/bi-weekly, else it gets difficult to work on the computer! (We are in the world, which is computerized)

But schooling is necessary to go to office.  In school you pay money to gain knowledge/Learn things, but here you’re paid and made to learn.

  

So are we back to school? Aren’t we?! Not exactly though.!

Journey of its kind.

In this blog, I, an young working bachelor have shared the feelings of my first visit to home after posting.

When I came to Pune, Dasara was fast approaching.  The integral part of our festivals is associated with preparation of sweets and saviors, all ten days. As eating is one of my passions, sweets fascinate me the most. A friend of mine did go home for this festival, as it was one of the biggest one in his village. Not being at home during festivals seriously hurts, as on that day you would get some great food to eat and would have few visitors to chit chat and complete day of rest.  But the day was partially made up as we visited
Rajadani for the Royal lunch.

As I was still over the fact that I missed Dasara, Heard frnds saying ticket madidya ? In candid tone, asked for what?!, they asked aren’t going home  for Diwali :P !
Its only then I realized that tickets are to be booked in prior for such big festivals as they are sold out the moment its up for sale.

Site to book tickets are loaded (IRCTC!), train didn’t have option for booking as the waiting list had exceeded the limit, it was almost a similar situation for the bus journey as well, and with only few tickets being available for booking, after few hassles, completed the booking for visit to home.

A kid always looks at calendar for its birthday; same was the case with me, daily looking at calendar to see how many days are left.

The entire journey was supposed to be around 15 hours, with bus coming half an hour late, the wait for emotional journey had extended.  I thought, if they say 15 hours, it would be with some grace, but it didn’t turn out to be so.

The person next to me was a first time traveler to Bangalore, also a young working bachelor, who was part of India's First amazing SUV i.e. Mahindra X500 ( my opinion), sharing his experience of staying away from house and other usual chit chat u have during a journey made it more memorable.

After a short nap, I woke up to sun rays hitting me moderately through the tinted glass to see bus still going, but didn’t know where it was, until it stopped at Kamat. After restless travel I had still not bothered to check which was that place! Tho it had hardly been a month since I had moved out, the taste of Idly sambar was bliss, ordered for few more cups of sambar to drink.

 With few butterflies in stomach, the final leg of journey begun, with Huduguru movie playing in the tv and checking out google maps to see how far I am from the stop of my very long journey.  Having told few of the frnds that will be heading home for festival, all the plans for meet up were happening, the journey never seemed to be ending even after 12 hours. As the bus reached the outskirts around, there was a strange feeling looming over and around my head over my reaction after seeing people in home and what should be done and what can be done, there was complete restlessness over last 1 & half hour of the journey. Thought I had done many activities day in out, it seems very nostalgic to walk through the lane to my sweet home.

At end, reached home at lunch time, I was super excited to see my parents after a month or so, it felt like decades and with tears in my eyes, could sense their happiness after seeing me. Those experiences were something which everyone is not lucky enough to have in their lives.

The P in P series : Prathap in Pune

When I got a mail saying I have to be moving to Pune to work, it was extremely shocking, life for me has been Bangalore as was bought there. Moving out of the state to live with set of unknown people was something which was never attempted before ( in the true style, as they say in stunt shows). Till date I had been out of house for just 10 days, during schooling for NCC camp on the outskirts of the city without any interaction with parents face to face and other people who were close to me, with teachers to keep tab.  Which it self was taxing on me.

Now, have completed two months of my life in pune, having visited few places which are quite near from city. The stay so far has been neither wonderful nor really bad.  Before coming here people said its all like Bangalore you will hardly feel the difference, but I beg to differ on few aspects on that, also I stay outside the city, so the opinion about the city isn't great,  though have visited the city quite a few times, I don't find it as beautiful or good as Namma Bengaluru.  Moving to an unknown city is not very easy, I was lucky enough to have few friends from my college here, who made my transition extremely smooth and quite enjoyable.

Language hasn't been a great issue during my short period of stay, if you know the national Language Hindi, you can some how live it off, as people do speak Hindi. 

During the NCC camp every interaction with people in house used to be very emotional, Oh wasn't I young then :P ,  I am do emotional  now a bit only, I miss my home to the core, earlier when some one said its very difficult to stay from house, I could only sympathize, never could empathize completely,  now I can feel it.  When u stay away from house you miss out on those small happiness and close interactions, and also the friends who are always a step away to meet n hang out. Though their has been advancement in technology, like the mobile phone and facebook and skype the sense of being far is less, there is nothing like being next to each other and sharing a moment.  

Growth story in a nut shell!!

Today's Times of India had a special supplementary, it has a small extract of the 15th Aug 1947 paper.  As I was going through it , on curiosity,  i saw the cost of the news paper, it was just "TWO ANNAS" .  In order to know more about the anna's concept, consulted the elderly people in the house, if they had used, n other things.  In reply Dad said, no son , I have not used anna's, during my age, we used only "Naya Paisa" the concept of anna's had gone!

All of a Sudden, I remembered the way, how we all used to get screwed by elders " you are not even worth of a naya paisa"
On similar grounds they would have got screwed by there elders " you are not even worth of a Anna"
Now a days we use it as a slang, " Its not even worth a Rupee"
Days are far behind when all would use " you are not even worth a 1000 bucks!! " :P

Wow, India is growing in all regards :) :)

This the Growth story in a Nut shell!

A foodie's paradise..:

The word bengaluru is the official name of our beautiful city.. as many of the names are derived from something or the other, so is the name of our city, i was once told by my grand mother that while she was young she had visited the then city, and its name was bendakaluru, which means, a place where boiled grains are sold (literally)
oh am why am i saying this, and i ve tittled it as foodie's paradise.!!

I still see our city in that culture, tho it has grown leaps and bounds in all sectors.. one of the place where its still kept up @ V.V.Puram.

Its usual to eat out every now and then, this time i decided to do away from usual chinese, or north india etc etc.. had been to a mela organised at the above mentioned place for lunch,
as every season has its own flavors on food, the winter season is for the flat bean ( the avare kye) should ve heard abt it.

The mela's name is the averakye mela, organised every year in the month of December and Jan. Every food served her as the flavor of the avarekye.
The food served here is just awesome, the taste of avare bele in all is just superb.
I stared the journey of hogging with the obotu, then to dosa, roti, kodebale, jamoon, paysam,..... ( unable to remember quite a few of them :P ) btw there was even upma, and other things, which i couldn't taste, as i was done by those earlier menu :P

I  was amazed by the no. and kinda of ppl who came in there, people of all ages where present, number was ecstatic.. luckly i was early there, and by the time i had finished it was filled with people hardly any space to move, 
The strange thing was i found ppl on wheel chair coming there and eathing, which just showed how curious people are to taste different kinda of food, and there love of the avare bele..:)

avare bele @ sale

besi besi obotu :P 

avare kye dosa
with avare bele sambar

Men @ work

 The side dish for most of items are given are its also made of the avarebele, which has no limit :P, though much is not required.
After visiting this place just realized how many variety of food can just be prepared with one set of flat bean!!
I was also amazed by the cost of each item, is comparably lesser, as food severed is of high quality and taste.

kodbele

Had never taste this
chikke with avare bele init

sweets with avarebele in it

At the end in the search of the something different did pay off.. there was mineral water at disposal to drink, but one thing is u have to stand and eat on road, if u ve not restriction on that regard, then next year do make an attempt to visit this place and enjoy the food!!

Rafa or FedEx ??? Its Rafa!!!

Tennis is one of the most watched sport.. As its a individual sport , the rivalry is exemplified on and off court.
Tennis has a history of great rivalry , Rod Laver and John McEnore, Agassi and Sampras and now its Rafal Nadal(the great Rafa) and the Roger Federer (FedEx)..
Its always fun and exciting to watch two great rivals fight for glory in any sport.. But in tennis more Exciting as its between individuals, as no one to blame for the loss.. unlike in team games, if one makes a mistake, the team which is ahead losses its edge..
I have always enjoyed watching the match in which Nadal plays, especially when he plays against FedEx.. 
I would like to rate Rafa a step ahead of his rival, as he brings in the energy and excitement in the match by running around and making those punches in air and celebrations when he wins a hard fought point.. I would not like to take away any shine from the FedEx, his plays exuberantly, a real class act, who just Showcases his game with ease and calmness..  :D 
Each one us, would always like to appreciate the People who are beyond our reach and in comparison  say "oh dude chuck him da, he is a class, " (its a most general conception) not every body would be inspired to achieve the feat and also be afraid of facing him. when the occasion comes, we would have already been smashed by his personality and eventually lose and say "I Lost to the best.. "  :P
But Rafa just runs around, shouts, celebrates, has that sincerity in the face to beat the best and be the best and never say die attitude, which just inspires me..not only me just every body(i guess).. I think even the least capable person can get inspired by Nadal, not be lost by rivals personality.. He is also a class act, if he wasn't a class act how is that he would defeat other classical people, its just that he doesn't showcase that part of him.. :)
Not only that Rafa has taken lesser no of years to achieve the greatest feat on earth in tennis, that is the career Grand slam.. than compared to other greats in the list, it shows he is also one of the classical people of tennis..:D :) 
I wish after reading this, all my rivals would sway their loyalties towards the Hero Nadal ;) :P

Its all in the name!!!

 Its a well known saying or quote that Face is the index of the mind. I feel that name is an index of a person. Its by our name that a person is always remembered and recognized.

Unlike we Indians, people around the world, who do the naming of the child is done as soon as its born, in ours we have a certain traditions where the a child is named in the naming ceremony, taking into consideration the date, the time the child was born or named after there grand parents or ancestors in order to keep the family legacy going !!!!  

As we grow up we change in all the regards with the influence of the society and friends, in the mean time we would have been given hell a lot of names and naming ceremonies would have happened :P. We would be given names based on our appearance or the place we come from, community we come from and on what not!!! Its very strange to be named again and again, but its very much true and have accepted it in our life.

It so happened I had been to a reunion, and was just busy meeting all the friends, one among them just came to me and said your Prathap Shoroff right???? I was in complete shock!!, as I didn't recognize that person and secondly I was called by my complete name...!! After few more minutes of discussion with that person I just realized who that was only by that persons name, not by the face, that person was my class mate in 3rd standard!!!

Many such incidents have happened in my life where people recognized me by my face unlike me who recognizes them by their name only (most of the times though).

Today we see everything happening in terms of the Name . Say fights, unions, investments, job, etc.. Everything is associated with a name and branded by its name..

"NAME IS THE IDENTITY"