A month back, I mentioned myself as a so called "blogger" to someone and it brought smiles all around especially looking at my contribution to blogdom in last 4 years, So I have decided to pen it down again with a swift smile on my face.
Transformation - Yes that's the theme and the picture says it all !!
"After you've done a thing the same way for two years, look it over carefully. After five years, look at it with suspicion. And after ten years, throw it away and start all over" - Transformist way of looking at things and with that let's jog along.
9 years of spending time at the same place, witnessing same faces with probably slight tanning over the period of time, doing virtually the same things with probably a bit of smartness, I have been part of the "look-alike" league for coon's age . Delhi, the city where I landed with aspirations to go great in life and start my career with a small sized firm, transforming from a college kid to a matured individual is now a PAST. Carrying a suitcase of emotions, witnessing relations transforming from nothing to something, from travelling in rickshaws to owning a car, from a rented flat of Rs 6000 to 23000, from acquaintances to friends, the journey has been enthralling and exciting.
From north to a "NOW" south, Bangalore is the next juncture, a halt that I seriously don't know for how long will it be. At times I wonder why people want to explore the globe when India has so much to offer in terms of variety of changes. And then I explain it to my deadly head that people may want to travel across the globe to learn different culture, experience a different climate, food, etc. . But then India is one country where from north to south and east to west you will witness what we call it as shear transformation with variety. From dialects to behavior to food to color, everything is so very different. So here I am transforming from Centrally born kid, to a western grown adolescent, to experiencing northern adulthood venturing into south :)
I have been seeing everything transforming in such a quick succession that I hold on and suspect myself of being an Incognito ;loosing my own charm.
Before it gets too philosophically emotional, I would like to end with Mr. A.R. Rahman, what a music transformist he has been. So sit back and relax with his latest album "O Jugni O, Patakha guddi O" and I sign it off :)