Going to home in Dussehra

I really wasn’t planning to go home in dussehra. First it was brother who instigated me about how great it would be to visit home since there would be bhaiya and bhabhi as well. But i had to first confirm from father that brother’s marriage isn’t scheduled for November. Because I may not get a leave so soon.

Papa told he really wasn’t sure as there was no confirmation from the other side. So i must postpone it this time. Hence the plans were dumped into the cold basket.

But again i was excited by my soon to be bhabhi. She insisted me to visit her this durga puja and i feel now that it will really be very exciting. There are no plans for marriage until February.

So first i got permission from father. Then there was a more difficult task to get permission from boss. Boss has acted diplomatically. He hasn’t refused now. But he says he will permit only if there are not many people to go.

Looks like i will get the permission. And i am really very excited about going home. Haven’t got the reservations done. Since all trains showed waiting, will have to go for tatkal or AC. so better do it at the last time.

But sometimes fear if this vacation will be as bad as the last time i went in durga puja.

The last time i went home, it looked like a completely different place. My house, which earlier seemed very spacious, was looking so small now. It was not that i was going back for the first time. But this time it looked as i was in a really different place.

There were no old people left. I mean the people of my age. All the smaller kids had grown up now and they were the ones enjoying.

Thank god that sachidanand appeared from nowhere. And he helped me spend time. He helped me connect with old friends by informing me about where all people have reached.

Some things remained the same. There was ojha chacha and chachi. The first day i even met babli who accompanied us to a durga temple for a special puja. She was a mother of a kid now.

A gang of boys known to fritter time in playing cards were still there and playing cards. Unfortunately their group members had come to be younger.

The durga temple had been repaired and repainted for the festival. The pandal was prepared in the traditional manner. Also the statue was not much different.

I am praying god that this trip of mine doesn’t come out as bland as the last one. Eagerly awaiting the trip to come.

Watching World Cup

Today India plays Pakistan in the world cup and won. I seriously didn’t know what i would be doing. See it looks so odd with the entire world excited for the match, even the girls with their own reasons, and me not with an iota of excitement about the match. Boss gave us permission to leave early to see the match. And i didn’t want to leave the opportunity.

As i was coming, the enthu of the crowd did make me anxious to have a look for the scores.

I came home and switched on the TV. India was playing well. But soon two good players were bowled out and i feared if i was unlucky for them. So i changed the channel and on star one channel they were showing a much loved film “the chosen one”.

I was intently watching the tele-film when light went just at the climax. The crowd outside started shouting against NDPL. Some men from the neighbourhood sat just near my window. Finally i opened my laptop and started making some decorations with my other blog as i have done with this. Also i changed the blog name to make it more acceptable.

After 20 minutes electricity finally appeared. I switched on the TV and found that Pakistan had started batting and were performing very badly. They had lost 4 wickets. The men standing outside started to peep from the window. I didn’t want to disappoint them by switching off the TV or changing channel. So i continued with my work while they were watching the match.

And see their enthusiasm was infectious as i too developed interest in the match. This twenty 20 match is really very cool. You really don’t know when the tables can be turned on you. And at one point it really looked like Pakistan will win in spite of losing many important wickets.

When it was just 6 runs to win from 4 balls, i felt i must better leave or Pakistan will win. And see i just went off to have a glass of water that the last wicket fell. India won the world cup after 24 years. And i was witness to this great event.

Did i actually live my life?

There was a quote i read and i felt it so very replicated my life (at least the one that is visible to the public). Don’t remember the exact quote. It went like this.

“He never drank. He never had sex. He never played any sport. He never loved. And when he died, the insurance companies denied him any claim. They said he never lived”

People who know me will agree that it sure replicated my life. But i know that the quote doesn’t exactly talk about my entire life. Yes i have been drunk. Yes i did sex. Yes i have loved. And yes i have lived the life, although i have ensured because of my own genuine reasons that people don’t know about all my aspects. Now that’s an important quality of my life. There are many, not exactly virtues, but qualities that make me. Through this blog would try to express about my real self in full which i haven’t until now. So for answers to did i actually live my life you will have to continue reading my blog in the days to come.