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Year Rewind, 2016!

It is impossible to summarize what a year this has been. Here’s still an attempt to try and paint a realistic picture (much needed for myself at least :P)

> As a northerner, I should have been a happy soul returning from the land of south
But that was not really the case. Ask anyone, who knows me, and they can tell you there wasn’t/hasn’t been a single day I wasn’t cribbing about being at Gram.
And as odd as it might sound, I had a greater cultural shock returning back from south where I had gotten myself used to the idea of idli, dosa for breakfast and a little spicy food with ubiquitous drumsticks that were served as a part of any meal, served any time of the day.
That was still manageable, I’d say. But to adjust myself to the people here (who are characteristically cold, caustic and street smart), the weather (that is perennially smoky, hazy and dusty), the roads (that have pot holes which would be filled with layers of mud, brick powder and then fly ash, all equally useless, needless to mention especially during the rains; and unavoidable traffic jams in absence of a good transportation system which this place desperately needs) and power cuts!

> Met a whole lot of people from different parts of the country living everywhere in the country!
So a good part about this entire shifting has been the kinds of people that I’m at presently in contact with. Imagine a human from north now living at geographical western coast of the country, an inhabitant of east living in the electronic city of south, a southerner, well they are still there anyway xD , people from hilltops adjusting to the plains, people living in arid regions enjoying rainfall after every few weeks, people from central part of the country living anywhere that is within the radius of 250-300 kms from their native place! HeHe, the descriptions are endless.

> My vocabulary has broadened its horizons this year :P
It’s a mix of words that even I don’t realize unless someone points it out specifically to me.
I now know words like kai zhala, aisan kya? bahuuut, ghanna, ho, baawaa, mangga, aiyyo, gidira, uthann, asal, kad…; I use them and their kinds interchangeably with people and at times I end up explaining to them how and where I learnt them and the entire story that revolves around it and often end up laughing alone whilst the other person still looks at me in disbelief. “Oh! The things that amuses me”
And the calls that I’ve made, well my telecom operator and VoIP would be surprised by the connectivity that I’ve shown this year, it’s remarkable.

> Is it about being straight forward or rude?
That’s the dilemma I am yet to decode. As someone who likes to speak her mind, it was difficult for me to keep shut when someone was being unreasonably stupid. As such I don’t really pry into what is going around unless of course I am being dragged into it, then I just can’t keep on sitting quietly and pretend to be enjoying it.
Being straight forward, makes life 10 times easy, I’d say. Well, that’s just me saying it. But there are people who have time and again told me to not keep anything onto myself and throw it back at them in a diplomatic way. That’s just not my thing.
So, I have ended up offending N number of people, which hardly bothers me, because contrary to that N(N+2) people found that to be bold, brave and much needed ( that can be perhaps shared in another post). I realized that everyone eventually is facing the same set of problems, the degree may vary, but they all have to deal with being ethical, moral and standing up for themselves where they are being dragged into a world that is constantly demanding them to act a certain way, behave a certain way which has been decided by no one but THEM, the so called *senior players*, who enjoy their supremacy and status of being experienced.
Long story short- Do not change yourself, stand up when you feel you are being cornered or when you are being puppeted. Do not listen to them. Rude is when you abuse people in mails, on calls, on face or behind backs. Being straight forward is presenting them the facts, as it is, without playing around with words.
Moreover who writes sentences like “Could you kindly please?” That is grammatically wrong on ALL levels :P

> To party (read as- eat food) or to Not?
You don’t need a reason to celebrate. A birthday, a rejection, a day off, a presentation went well, a day when you have taken leave but haven’t applied, a day when your bossy senior doesn’t show up, a day when you went for an outing after ages, a day when you are just so disappointed, a day when you score well on anything, a day when it rains so much that you have to sit back home, a day when you get money from ATM, a day because you’re a junior and you have to treat, a day when you rob seniors, a day when you get a release, a day when you do well on your responsibilities, a day when your friends come and visit you, a day when you are home alone…
What do you do on such specific, unexpected days? You eat. You cook, you order, you go out or whatever But you “eat”. And that’s not everyday routine meal, it is different. I guess it’s more of a feeling that’s attached with it. Food is for eating, and good food is to be enjoyed.

It’s one such day today :D
Cheers to 2016 and yayiee to 2017!!


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