Someday Someplace...
December 21, 2006
Like I said...I prefer talking.My blog was temporarily off for a while. Though it wasn’t a temporary plan. I just took it off. I have no idea why. I just did. I guess mainly because, I had nothing to say… that I freely COULD say. There’s a lot that I always want to talk about, a lot that goes on in my head that I could say, things I arrive at, but I don’t cuz explaining those things would make me want to talk about the people involved and I cant publish that (cuz then they’d know what I really think about them or their situation). People I know read this blog. Even if I WAS anonymous, blogging is catching up and there are chances someone would come across my blog and read it and figure out anyway. ( It did happen recently. Someone I know used to read my blog and knew me personally and never realized I was the same person)
All in all, I’m kinda done with the rush of maintaining a blog. I thought blogging in general would tire out for me, but it’s been a year and I’m still hooked. But perceptions have changed. Blogging sure has been a learning experience. Some bitter some knowledgeable. It can be said that, it’s a lil hard to convince me about things than it was before. I try to do my own lil research before arriving at anything (or at least I try to). I completely stick to the initial impressions I create about bloggers, even after denial, in a while, I have proven to be right. Discussing fellow bloggers in not what I like to do…anymore. Getting to know fellow bloggers personally may not be a very good idea (this I learnt from others). And after writing this para I feel I’m generalizing too much.
Another frequent common subject among blogs here (actually most places) is rants. I’m done with it. I can’t take ppl complaining anymore. I try not to whine either. Doesn’t help. I’ve planned to start doing something about the situation on the spot (READ: situation , not issues). Mainly, just stand up for what you’re thinking at the moment and DO IT.
Let me give you one tiny example.
About 10 days ago I needed to go Bur Dubai to get a new mobile for myself. After 15-20 mins of looking for parking, me and mom just waited in a parking area for a while. Within seconds we saw a man approaching his car to vacate a parking space. My mom was driving so she put on her indicator and waited. Before this guy could even take his car out, another car overtook us and positioned itself to park straight into the parking, blocking us. I then decided to get off the car and go and stand there so that mom could park. (she’d have to move away giving space for the current parked car to get out thus giving enough time for the ‘overtaker’ to park).. this guy almost ran over me. I start tapping at his bumper and ask him what he thought he was doing. He says ‘I’m parking.. get out of my way’ after which results in an outbreak of and entire lecture on signaling when parking, over taking, rules breaking, driving ethics and everything you can think off…in a calm and controlled tone. No use. His defense? “I’m waiting here from half an hour and you just came sometime ago, I should get the parking because I’m waiting for so long, you cant just come and park like that, I should get this parking because you JUST came” You can label him now.
Anyways, long story short, I argued and told him I know frustrated he is but I don’t know how the fucking hell his got his license. He continued to try and park and talk in a very misbehaved manner. I ended up opening his door and standing there till he apologized and moved (luckily it wasn’t locked). Gave him another lecture about how manner less he was. Finally he did move.
ALL THAT... for a parking space. Is it so frustrating? You can’t behave morally and follow the rules? In all the time he spent there acting like a completely illogical idiot (which he carried out successfully), he could have just taken another round and found another parking. Anyhoo.. I felt good about it. That I actually fought that guy and dint let him go and come here and blog about how angry I felt at that point of time. ( I did eventually end up blogging about it anyway!!)
Writing all this reminded me of another time when I was called for an interview to a company who were the sole agents of a very famous sports equipment brand. When I arrived there – the office was closed!! I had sacrificed my precious lunch break for this interview. I scribbled a note that said something on the lines of “ Had a scheduled appointment for an interview at *whatever time it was*, office closed. Very professional, I wouldn’t want to work here. Thank you” and slipped it under the door.
Later that day, I got a call from an apologizing Managing Director asking to re schedule the interview. (I was initially to meet the general manager)
I dint get the job anyway, I couldn’t commit to their working hours with college and stuff, but again, it felt good.
A different ending:
Later that day after the whole fight in the parking lot episode, I asked my mum if she was worried while I was battling that guy (she was sitting the car and watching me all the while). She says “ No, I was ready to get out incase he made any advances, but I wanted to see who’d win. And I knew you’d win the argument”. At this instance Harsha goes into a daze of proud feelings that her mom has so much confidence in her, which in broken by the continuance of her mother’s voice “after all you were hungry. We were right outside Puranmal , you were craving for that Raj Kachori. If the same thing happened after you had your tummy full. You would have let that tired man go”
All in all, I’m kinda done with the rush of maintaining a blog. I thought blogging in general would tire out for me, but it’s been a year and I’m still hooked. But perceptions have changed. Blogging sure has been a learning experience. Some bitter some knowledgeable. It can be said that, it’s a lil hard to convince me about things than it was before. I try to do my own lil research before arriving at anything (or at least I try to). I completely stick to the initial impressions I create about bloggers, even after denial, in a while, I have proven to be right. Discussing fellow bloggers in not what I like to do…anymore. Getting to know fellow bloggers personally may not be a very good idea (this I learnt from others). And after writing this para I feel I’m generalizing too much.
Another frequent common subject among blogs here (actually most places) is rants. I’m done with it. I can’t take ppl complaining anymore. I try not to whine either. Doesn’t help. I’ve planned to start doing something about the situation on the spot (READ: situation , not issues). Mainly, just stand up for what you’re thinking at the moment and DO IT.
Let me give you one tiny example.
About 10 days ago I needed to go Bur Dubai to get a new mobile for myself. After 15-20 mins of looking for parking, me and mom just waited in a parking area for a while. Within seconds we saw a man approaching his car to vacate a parking space. My mom was driving so she put on her indicator and waited. Before this guy could even take his car out, another car overtook us and positioned itself to park straight into the parking, blocking us. I then decided to get off the car and go and stand there so that mom could park. (she’d have to move away giving space for the current parked car to get out thus giving enough time for the ‘overtaker’ to park).. this guy almost ran over me. I start tapping at his bumper and ask him what he thought he was doing. He says ‘I’m parking.. get out of my way’ after which results in an outbreak of and entire lecture on signaling when parking, over taking, rules breaking, driving ethics and everything you can think off…in a calm and controlled tone. No use. His defense? “I’m waiting here from half an hour and you just came sometime ago, I should get the parking because I’m waiting for so long, you cant just come and park like that, I should get this parking because you JUST came” You can label him now.
Anyways, long story short, I argued and told him I know frustrated he is but I don’t know how the fucking hell his got his license. He continued to try and park and talk in a very misbehaved manner. I ended up opening his door and standing there till he apologized and moved (luckily it wasn’t locked). Gave him another lecture about how manner less he was. Finally he did move.
ALL THAT... for a parking space. Is it so frustrating? You can’t behave morally and follow the rules? In all the time he spent there acting like a completely illogical idiot (which he carried out successfully), he could have just taken another round and found another parking. Anyhoo.. I felt good about it. That I actually fought that guy and dint let him go and come here and blog about how angry I felt at that point of time. ( I did eventually end up blogging about it anyway!!)
Writing all this reminded me of another time when I was called for an interview to a company who were the sole agents of a very famous sports equipment brand. When I arrived there – the office was closed!! I had sacrificed my precious lunch break for this interview. I scribbled a note that said something on the lines of “ Had a scheduled appointment for an interview at *whatever time it was*, office closed. Very professional, I wouldn’t want to work here. Thank you” and slipped it under the door.
Later that day, I got a call from an apologizing Managing Director asking to re schedule the interview. (I was initially to meet the general manager)
I dint get the job anyway, I couldn’t commit to their working hours with college and stuff, but again, it felt good.
A different ending:
Later that day after the whole fight in the parking lot episode, I asked my mum if she was worried while I was battling that guy (she was sitting the car and watching me all the while). She says “ No, I was ready to get out incase he made any advances, but I wanted to see who’d win. And I knew you’d win the argument”. At this instance Harsha goes into a daze of proud feelings that her mom has so much confidence in her, which in broken by the continuance of her mother’s voice “after all you were hungry. We were right outside Puranmal , you were craving for that Raj Kachori. If the same thing happened after you had your tummy full. You would have let that tired man go”
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