Myriad Experiences...

This write up is attempting to pen down the countless experiences in the past few months. I have been extremely lazy to write or even to do any activity at all. On the other hand, in 2006 I had a penchant for writing and communication. Nevertheless a dear friend of mine started his blog and it reminded me that I also have a blog to update. So here I am! You may like it, hate it or relate to it. In all circumstances comments/compliments are welcome J

Dilli to bengaluru
The New Year 2007 started on a foggy note at Delhi airport where almost every flight was cancelled or delayed owing to thick fog. Lucky me! My flight was on time…at least the Info TV was showing…Delhi airport was in an atrocious state…crowded like a railway station. I found people sitting on floor, eating, ranting, sleeping, etc. My flight departure was at 1.35pm and I was still not through the security check at 1.40. After getting molested by the female airport staff I boarded the aircraft at around 2pm (My luggage was half my weight and I was quite a scene for the co passengers when I couldn’t manage my own stuff…I felt thankful for not being so late…and hoped to reach bengaluru by 4.45-5.00pm. Nahhhh, I had started hoping for good times a little too early. There were still 2-3 empty seats and all of us were waiting for the late morons…The last one to enter was a Yankized dillite …By the time we left the Delhi runway it was already 3pm. Dammm....what a way to start the new year. All my excitement to be back was turned into wait and frustration. Further, a co-passenger seated diagonally opposite asked for a magazine and I happily gave him my huge collection of Biz world and Biz today..I had sooo many that I could have made some buck by running a quick rental during the flight time!! He was an army man in late 30’s, who courteously offered to carry my back pack that was around 8-9kgs heavy. Later I also helped him to catch a connecting flight from bengaluru, but the help was fruitless coz he missed his flight. Strangely he messaged me around 3 am, telling me that he reached his destination safely. Now how he got my phone number is no mystery to be solved, I only gave him coz i went to enquire for him while he was waiting for his own and my luggage to come. Then on he would call me every week and insist on visiting bengaluru. He even had the courage to reveal later that from the time I entered the aircraft he was noticing me and somehow wanted to strike a conversation, which he did it by asking for a magazine! At last I took a forever breather from him by not answering the calls. Ewwww….Weirdo

Jobless to jobful!!
Then started the placement week, the time for which 120 faces from North, East, West and of course south of India entered XIME. It came…and passed not in a blink but every night which came after a day when I was not placed, was endless, tiring….finally struck gold too, on day 1! Many got it on Day zero; at last I also got a job J

Jobful but jobless yet again…
After almost all of peers@ XIME had gotten a job, there was another boring final semester to go that I mostly spent for shopping, eating out and sleeping, partying, night outs…

India to Amrica
I had some thing to look forward to, get thrilled about and that was a family visit to my elder brother at New Jersy. I worked more hard to get the Visa than for my job! And I got it…10 yrs. with multiple entries. Buttttt, my nephews came down to India for a vacation at the same time. I was meeting nandi and aayu after 3 yrs….


So I dint go to US. I didn’t know what to do? I was suffering from end of the road syndrome…and my sleepy and dormant mind was getting ready to go on journey for self revelation. Time that I gotten was just right…there were many unanswered Q’s in my life….i started to answer them 1 by 1…

Ahhh…Self revelation
Answering the Q’s wasn’t easy…but I also noticed that all Q were pertaining to the issues in my life that happened in the past and I had not done anything about them. So I started at 11th hour, which is usually the case of my life also. Its hard for me to pen down how the process happened but all I can say is that my life was like a nice thing until it became a garbage bin wherein every1 came and either used or misused…I also misused my self….and I gave permission to everybody. I kept on saying yes to everything and anybody!

I am glad to share it with you guys the joy experienced by me in process of revelation. After all this I have become an improved gal! The new Amita who has clarity and goal now. I am still to find my way to work towards my goal…But I know for sure what I want from life in next 5 years.

I would like to thank my family and friends…they were here for me whenever I needed them.

God bless all!

Do you feel?

It feels when your very good friend at a distance of 10 steps stops talking to u...
It feels when “the one you love doesn’t love you, when he thinks someone else needs him more than u do…
It feels when bloody lechers surround you always?
It feels when some1 takes your pics secretly and links you with some guy…
It feels when your father leaves you, never to come back…
It feels when you are caught flirting with your roommate’s GF/BF…
It feels when people treat you as if you don’t exist. You are a BPOS…
It feels when your family doesn’t care…
It feels when people make fun of your problems…
It feels when your roommate shouts at you…
It feels when you have to eat food all alone in the mess…
It feels when your buddy poses to be ur buddy to be able to propose to ur best buddy… (Both of them elope, you are left alone)
It feels when your frenz dad shouts at you for no fault of yours…
It feels when you see the bitch (You know in what sense)…
It feels when you want to hold on to the past and you miss the present; future will also be past then…
Ennnnoughhhhhhhhhhhhh of “feels” CHUCK IT
Thank god! I don’t feel a thing J
I can’t feel you either…I can’t feel you….

Lesson learnt—Emotions and feels are the baggage you carry for others to hurt YOU at their mercy..