California

Another thought crossing my mind, albeit frequently these days, is: What is bad in moving to USA to settle down; especially to California. I have been to SFO once: Redwood City and the neighboring suburbs.

And I must say, I am a hypocrite. All the while I was there, I always said to myself: this place lacks people. And then, where is the lifestyle: You have to clean your plates and bathroom all by yourself. And where is the culture?

I was thinking too much, unnecessarily.

Why this sudden change of mind: it is not sudden, it is gradual since I have reconciled it for the first time in the last few days. I still remember the organized busy traffic, the apartments in Sunnyvale, the Harvard University; it all looked so cool, so nice, so serene, so peaceful, and so perfect.

But then India is where I belong. I need to do a lot of things before I retire. California then suits the description of the place where I can retire.

By the way, the fan in the last post got repaired. It is now working as fine as it could be. Too bad, it is no longer hanging over my bed.

Summers of Winter

It is the just the beginning of Feb, and I have started to have those slumber feelings that I associate with April-May times I used to spent in Kota. With fan on full force (I got one changed yesterday since mine had its coils burnt out), I easily slide into the summer siesta. What is more, even when I have only few weeks and lots of prep work left before I get back to studies again, I can feel the lethargy of a student.

Never thought Feb could be so nostalgic, just by the sunny sun and summers it has brought.

Final Option

I did not write anything in my diary yesterday. Even, when I write something, I may not necessarily put it on my blog.

Till 6 PM today, I had two options to work on: either to see how merge logic works in OBIEE or to write down answers to questions that I may be asked. The second option, I think, will become increasingly clearer in days to come. But at 6:30 PM today, I suddenly recalled the thought I had couple of days ago. I had thought to cook Bhindi ki sabzi and Chapati. That became the final option.

So, I called up Mommy and asked her to how to cook Bhindi and Chapati. I had a slight idea on what to do. But I wanted to confirm. I started to follow her steps earnestly. Finally after spending nearly 1.5 hours, I managed to cook Bhindi and Chapati. Bhindi was good. No Chapati, however was round as it should have been. With practice, I hope to make them round. I have taken snaps of my expedition.

Those who say or feel that home making is easy are really naïve. At least, home cooking is not easy. Try giving your Chapati some shape. The ones I cooked today resembled some sort of maps.

9/25/2008 4:22 PM IST

I just forgot what I wanted to write. Increasingly, I forget things spontaneously. I hope everything is all right with me. I think I am going through yet another phase of uncertainty. I have gone through these phases earlier too. I always used to say that my future is not dependent on one exam. Now that I have tried to use my past, present or whatever to affect my future, I am even more anxious. This is kind of a last resort. If this one does not click, I am not sure what else will.

On a totally different note, writing these short notes are good, it saves time I otherwise have to spend thinking of all these things throughout the day. Writing it down puts a full stop to these, at least for the day.