Wednesday 25 May 2011

Books, letters and cards....memories!

Since am here at my parents place visiting for the summer, I just happened to open an age old box that contained many novels from school days, few diaries and loads of cards and letters.An entire afternoon was spent in going through the cards and letters that mostly dad and some close friends had written and sent many years back. The letters from Dad brought back memories of those days spent awaiting for a reply from dad while he was posted at Siachin Glaciers or at Kashmir or Arunachal. I remember how eagerly I would wait for his letters and with the same eagerness would sit down to reply to his letters. I have preserved every letter that my dad ever wrote to me and I must confess that every time I read them it makes me all emotional and feel all the more love for my dad. Now that we have internet and email ids the art of writing letters has disappeared and to be frank we are too busy to pen down few words to our near and dear ones. My dad is pretty tech savy and he's kept up with the changing times and emails on a regular basis.
I used to keep a diary while in school and that habit too has disappeared over the years. As I read through some of pages from my diary I felt silly to think that back then the problems that appeared "big" were after all not so big. However it was nice to have all those things flooding back from the memory and remember those school days -classmates, picnics, crushes, punishments, laurels, tears, heartbreaks and so on...
While most of the people that I used to correspond with through letters and cards have disappeared into oblivion there still remain one or two who remain close to my heart.
It was an afternoon that made me all emotional and touchy and I thought of mailing everyone and telling them how much they mean to be but then if we were so quick with our actions as our thoughts, life would be different am sure.

Wednesday 18 May 2011

Advertising...My Passion!

It took me four years to figure out that the only field that I want to be in is Advertising. My two years stint as a Client Servicing Executive at Orchard, Bangalore before marriage was the best phase of my life...not because it was a cake walk but because every day was a challenge and a game of what's gonna happen today? It was fun in the sense I absolutely loved the pressure that came with work mostly from the client's side and sometimes from within-the creative, the studio and the finance dept. Running around for the operations, writing briefs for campaigns and trying to be in tune with the creative ideas put forth by the creative team is a great way to spend the time on a daily basis. Minutes turn to days and days into weeks and weeks into months and months into years and with every passing day you get to learn so much (most often from your own mistakes). Sometimes I wonder how did I so easily give it all up to settle down into being a homemaker? Now after 4 years I can't hold myself back...am rearing to get back into this great field and completely immerse and surrender myself into its unending abyss of colorful & exciting world. 

Monday 9 May 2011

At Crossroads

M.Ed is done what with one paper left on 11th. May. Thereafter what I should be doing is a complete haze. Maybe a visit to Bengdubi, that's where my parents are posted right now, would help in clearing my muddled up thoughts and plans and give my overworked brain a fresh lease of life.
Am now a qualified teacher but I still feel there is lot for me to learn still and that am not yet ready to don the garb of a teacher. Am still a very restless, impatient, rebellious and a spoilt brat and still in search of what I really want to do in life. Am searching desperately to try and reach a balance in my personal and professional life. Mediocracy is not my cup of tea and to willingly accept all that comes my way is not my style. I have spent enough time to learn to accept everything that comes my way and make the best of it but I have figured it out finally that that doesn't suit me and that I had enough of trying to compromise. Not anymore. Henceforth I promise myself to do as I will and to do what makes me happy. I will no longer sacrifice my wishes and desires to please anyone or for the sake of someone else. Its required to be selfish at times and am ready to be selfish. If being selfish means being happy and content at the end of the day so be it. I finally see the light at the end of the dark tunnel, a way to my salvation.