Is it possible to park a train?

After yesterday’s journey I think it is quite possible to park a train in the middle of nowhere. Well, when I went to sleep last night around 10 pm, we were running on time. In fact, the train was ahead of schedule in a few stations. And then, when I wake up, we reach a station around 5:30 – according to schedule we should have been there around 2am!! So, instead of the scheduled four and a half hours to cover that distance, we took about eight hours…..so, what could have happened??? I can’t think of any other reason…
End result, instead of reaching Secunderabad at 5:15am we reach at 9am!!!

When I die

It is a bright sunny morning. I am in Chennai for a long weekend – been here since Thursday. As always, days are flying by – not just when I am in Chennai. Its has been this way ever since I moved to Hyderabad.
In the past week, I’ve heard about deaths and sicknesses – am not talking about the newspapers- and now I cant help but wonder what would it be like – when I die
I hope death doesn’t take away my near and dear ones – all too soon before I reach a certain stage in life. For al the detachment, there are things for which I want them to be around.
Am sure people would say the nice things. Death – in its own way – makes people think of the nice things. If only that could happen when the person is living!!
I still wonder what people would say when I die. There are a lot of things I can guess – given the fact that I have plenty of opportunities to get feedback. But then does it really matter? It doesn’t. Even in life, am not a person who would labor over each comment. So, why am I writing this? It was a thought and I guess I was in a writing mood.

[truth is, I need some silence. Something got messed up and I don’t want to be showing my anger and annoyance on those around me. A notebook and papers in hand makes everyone leave me alone. So here I am, in my own home, pretending as if am working on something official while all am doing is, pouring my thoughts]

I apologize

I apologize for the times I’ve given advice – unasked for
I apologize for the times I’ve misunderstood you – not giving you a chance to explain
I apologize for taking up your time – you could have spent it doing something better
I apologize for the times I have contacted you – when I don’t know what to do.
I apologize – for anything and everything

One more depressing start to a supposedly beautiful day – all because I messed up a friendship.
11AM, Sunday, August 27, 2006

My li’l bro…

...has grown up :O

well, more than often I have to remind myself that he is not a kid anymore...it happens quite a few times. Maybe, because he is the kid at home ...maynbe coz he behaves that way !!!
Still, I have been reminding myself quite a few times over the past few days....coz he is starting his work life today....am so very glad for him....
am sure he thought i am nuts when I was asking him about everything - right from his clothes to things to be taken on the first day...
call it protective, call it whatever.... That is what I am....and I guess he would always be my li'l bro