Experiments

OK. So I admit am socially-handicapped. I can not handle twitter, and I failed miserably with Facebook as well. Yeah. Twitter is over ;)

I like to think I am good with new technology but maybe there is a distinction between appreciating technology (and its products), and actually using it for… don’t know…rest of your life :D. I do miss knowing about some of the friends from blog ( their days and lives in addition to their scribblings on blogspace ) and otherwise. But I guess, that is the price you pay for being socially-challenged. Pity.

That apart, things are getting interesting. I work hard for 6 and half days- study, work out, sleep, eat clean and..repeat. For the half day that I have for “miscellaneous”, I explore whatever bit of Delhi I can. And it turns out, I really never looked at the city as I do now.

Neat routine, right? Routine, yet not a routine. But I have to work on stretching my study hours, and on optimising my diet with the money I have ( which is not very much ).

This is fun.

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Barbarian

Barbarus hic ego sum, qui non intelligor illis. - Jean-Jacques Rousseau quoting Ovid in his essay

 

( Here I am, a barbarian, because men understand me not. )

Was reading up some World History, and this is what He wrote in his famous ” Discourse on the arts and sciences “. How simplistic, yet relevant, even after two and half centuries.

Feeling relieved actually ;)

History

It is not about History actually. But I titled it so anyway.

I heard in someone’s speech sometime back

to be what you want to be, you must be ready to leave what you have.

In crude words, it is like dismantling a version of yourself and reconstructing it again. Like you die as something and are born as something else.

If it is this simple why doesn’t everybody do it? Because they love history. In an ever changing, dynamic world, it gives them a sense of security. The family we belong to, the schools we attended, the id-cards we have are all part of the same idea of self. That my present is somehow a function of my past.

And, in a way,this makes sense as well. Because it what we learn over the years that shapes our future. Nothing wrong with that. But, even the airlines have a limit for baggage that you can take along for free. Anything beyond that, is charged ;)

I believe we do not respect this limit. We are too much what we did sometime back than what we are…in this moment. This gives us unwarranted heaviness and stops us from starting afresh.

I don’t know about others, or whether this is even possible, but I hope to intend am actively disowning my history as far as it goes. I was nowhere, I did nothing great and I am nobody’s successor.

Now, if you still care, lets talk.

Ready

Ok. So I have been able to tone down everything going around me successfully after a lot of effort, other than of course, what I would want to focus upon. Trust me, its not as easy as it seems- and I know it now :oops:.

So there are three things that will run concurrently for…the foreseeable future (next 15 months or so, if it works out)

Lets call the main project as project C.

To ensure project C is a success, I must enjoy the process as well (something I have realised after numerous failures) – which is why there are two other secondary targets pertaining to blogging and fitness. Its not that I haven’t warmed up for this big thing that am almost into. I have. But its just that it requires consistent efforts over a long period of time and consistency has not really been my strong suite.

That said, I think know am ready.

Delhi Weekend Escapades: Raj Ghat, GB Road and Paharganj

I read this post by Srishty on Sunday afternoon, and couldn’t help checking out the Paharganj market myself that evening. I had something else planned for that evening, but it was tried and tested, and this was uncharted waters. So… the obvious ;) And if you haven’t already guessed by now, here is the climax of the story I must spill out in advance: no. I didn’t shop :P I called up my college friend who resides nearby, and is a fine company, asking if he wants to tag along. He was on way to Raj Ghat with a flatmate of his, and asked if we could go there first and then the market. I said,” why not” :) It has been some time since I was at Raj Ghat myself.

is the memorial of Mahatama Gandhi, the father of nation. Having read his autobiography over and over again, there is this sense of belonging you develop with everything related to him- most of all, India that he dreamt of. A must read, and a must place to be: preferably alone.

Raj Ghat is the memorial of Mahatama Gandhi, the father of nation. Having read his autobiography over and over again, there is this sense of belonging you develop with  everything related to him- most of all, India that he dreamt of. A must read, and a must place to be: preferably alone.

is where was laid to rest. I don't know why, but this gets me weak in my knees. Every single time am there. I mean, here lies someone immesasurably great who saw things clearly and charted his own path.

is where was laid cremated. I don’t know why, but this gets me weak in my knees. Every single time am there. I mean, here lies someone immeasurably great who saw things clearly and charted his own path. Mesmerizing.

" I do not believe in a God other than the one which resides in the heart of millions of mute ( meaning weak and downtrodden ). And, by serving these people, I serve God"- not an exact translation but you get the idea right?

” I do not believe in a God other than the one which resides in the heart of millions of mute ( meaning weak and downtrodden ). And, by serving these people, I serve God”- not an exact translation but you get the idea right?

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nAb9mXSmL-E

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q-V5_9a6248

On my way from there to Paharganj market, which Srishti had recommended, I couldn’t help but make a stop at GB Road. The folks accompanying me were a little uncomfortable because they are…well… normal people who stay away from red light districts and have a strong opinion about these things. Strong, but not an informed opinion. Almost everyone I know says that they should be banned and supports it with an “impact on society” analysis. Hilarious, because it appears as if the sex-workers do it for fun and are encroaching their beautiful cities. Were it so, they would have been long out of business. Since that is not the case, and nobody wants to dig any deeper, I recommend at least being there once. You would understand what I mean by society-imposed-terrorism on innocent people.

GB Road, the official ( well... not "official" ) red light area in Delhi. I have been here quite a few times already for my book research and for an article I wrote back in college. But this was after a long time...

GB Road, the official ( well… not “official” ) red light area in Delhi. I have been here quite a few times already for my book research and for an article I wrote back in college. But this was after a long time. If you look closely enough, you can see things better: they say

There are stairs like these going up to the first floor while the ground floors have normal shops. The ordinary folks are scared of even walking around these places :) Funny, because it is the ignorant population like them who created this monster.

There are stairs like these going up to the first floor, while ground floors have normal shops. The ordinary folks are scared of even walking around these places :) Funny, because it is the ignorant population like them who created this monster.

On way to Paharganj Market, I could'nt help but savour the view of railway station. Its fascinating, and ironical, how even with so many footfalls ( more than anywhere else I could imagine ) , nobody stays. Hidden message :D

On way to Paharganj Market, I couldn’t help but savor this view of railway station. Its fascinating, and ironical, how even with so many footfalls ( more than anywhere else I could imagine ) ,nobody stays. Hidden message :D

Indian Railways are known to handle heavy traffic and medieval networks, but there is hope.

Indian Railways are known to handle heavy traffic and medieval networks. Come to think of it, I think think I enjoy rail travel more as I grow older.

The overbridge wherefrom I took those pictures of railway platform. If you look closely, this person has a prosthetic leg and in all probability, is a beggar. Lot of friends from abroad make fun of India on account of beggars who flock them when they are here. I can't deny that because there are problems here. But we are a young country, and even though there is gloom all around, there is plenty of progress.

The railway overbridge where from I took those pictures of railway platform. If you look closely, this person has a prosthetic leg and in all probability, is a beggar. Lot of friends from abroad make fun of India on account of beggars who flock them when they are here. I can’t deny that because there are problems here. But we are a young country, and even though there is gloom all around, things are getting better.

Under the railway bridge, things are not beautiful, for most. Its unhygeinic, and there are beggars and homeless sleeping all around on roads and pavements. But isn't that the triumph of human spirit which endures such state? They have nothing, yet they sleep better than the likes of me and the more fortunate.

Under the railway bridge, things are not beautiful, for most. Its unhygeinic, and there are beggars and homeless sleeping all around on roads and pavements. But isn’t that the triumph of human spirit which endures such state? They have nothing, yet they sleep better than the likes of me and the more fortunate.

Hindu god, Ganesha and Bob Marley  side by side. Didn't know he is such a big fan of Marley. Or, maybe the other way round ( the more acceptable version here :P )

Hindu god, Ganesha and Bob Marley side by side. Didn’t know he is such a big fan of Marley. Or, maybe the other way round ( the more acceptable version here :P )

Ironic. The creators of universe being sold for a dime!

Ironic. The creators of universe being sold for a dime!

Its not exaggerated when people say that superhero-business wouldn't work in India ;) Sold two for a dollar :P

Its not exaggerated when people say that superhero-business wouldn’t work in India ;) Sold two for a dollar :P

  So let me get this straight. Someone inspired me to check out a shopping market, and I ended up at a memorial, passed by a red-light area and railway station and didn’t buy a thing in the market itself?

I am just so… broken. :D

PS- there are better market-reviews for Paharganj all over the web. Clearly that is something I am not good at, but I did have fun. In my own special way of course :P  

Turning 29

I am not lazy. At least, not that. But I have just started on a new project, for which I had to put in a bit of… supereffort and there was no scope of sitting down and working on a post. Hence, the delay.

I did turn 29

, even though I didn’t blog about it ;) Was kind of hoping I wouldn’t, because I have blogged about my birthdays religiously for over half a decade now,here and there. But that apart, I have always maintained that given a choice, I wouldn’t want to go back. The time that I have today, is what keeps me up and running. Growing old can’t be that bad. Almost everyone good and great went that path :P

So lets talk about what I had- I had something like Rs. 1000 (<US$20) and absolutely no company. But since that has been so for quite some time now, I have found happiness in doing things alone. Not a bad lesson in long term, I hope.

A day before my birthday I had M over to celebrate my birthday though. Its not everyday that someone cares to pay visit to someone as obnoxious as me, and its even more improbable, if she is as sweet as her. We spent the day and she took me out for a treat as well :)

 

Unhealthy, but what the heck!

Unhealthy, but what the heck!

 

But she had to leave and I didn’t have company at all. I mean yes, I do have people I know around in Delhi but I prefer… myself :) So, 6th June!

I thought I should do something a little less crazy than what I do every weekend :\ . So, I had already donated my blood on 4th and I will tell you why in just a bit.

6th morning, I decided to take bus ( and not the metro for a movie show at 10 in the morning ). It has been quite some time since I took the bus and it feels shade nostalgic.

The bus driver

The bus driver

Since, I sat in the front rows, it was fun watching their expressions change after boarding the bus.

Since, I sat in the front rows, it was fun watching their expressions change after boarding the bus.

 

Ok. I hate malls. I really do. There is nothing personal about malls, and I absolutely detest being there. But this movie was playing in a multiplex and there was no way I could watch it at that hour anywhere else :( so...

Ok. I hate malls. I really do. There is nothing personal about malls, and I absolutely detest being there. But this movie was playing in a multiplex and there was no way I could watch it at that hour anywhere else :( so…

 

Fine architecture, isn't it? Since it was early in the morning, there wasn't much rush.

Fine architecture, isn’t it? Since it was early in the morning, there wasn’t much rush. Front view

 

I hate putting up pictures on my blog, for the sole reason that...well... I have no reason. So... here we go. And that was the movie I watched :)

I hate putting up pictures on my blog, for the sole reason that…well… I have no reason. So… here we go. And that was the movie I watched :)

 

It was absolutely mindblowing! I mean yes, Tom Cruise is a GOD when it comes to sci-fi, but come on. This was a great movie really! Add to it Emily Blunt, are you kidding me <3

By 12:30, I was done with the movie and I had no plans. So, I did what the tagline said: REPEAT.

Holiday

 

Went in for another movie from 12:45 :D :D This was a Bollywood flick though. ” The Holiday” starring Akshay Kumar ( who by the way is my fitness icon  from Indian film industry ). Other than the heroine, the movie was ok. Not great, but not bad either. I was starving by the time it got over. I had to do something about it.

 

Garlic Bread with cheese dip. Couldn't have had pizza, so contended myself with this. Loved it!

Garlic Bread with cheese dip. Couldn’t have had pizza, so contended myself with this. Loved it!

 

On my way back,

Fruit salad, just for 10 bucks! Which is really cheap, and fulfilling :)

Fruit salad, just for 10 bucks! Which is really cheap, and fulfilling :)

 

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Really hot afternoon. You can notice people taking shade under the metro bridge...

Really hot afternoon. You can notice people taking shade under the metro bridge…

 

By the time I got home, I was tired but far from done :P

I got this from a shop and well… this is the reason I donated blood few days in advance :D There is nothing more enchanting that vodka and a book of poetry.

You are never really alone, if you have finest vodka :P

You are never really alone, if you have finest vodka :P

 

Its good to be 29!

Find Him

Find YOUR god in whatever you come to do

Were the parting words from my favourite aerodynamics professor in college convocation. We shared a different chemistry, which was weird because he gave me F-grade in his course ;-)

Intriguing, how years down the line  you realise how profound this blessing is. Especially in times like these. Finding God is, finding yourself after all.