Wow! I had almost forgotten that I even had a blog. Hmm.. I should probably get back to writing something. Do I have the time? Maybe I do, maybe I don't. But I sure need to make the time to put something down. It feels odd that I have not written anything in almost 3 years. Two years and eleven months and nineteen days to be exact. And to think that to put something up regularly was something I wanted to do! Interestingly my last post has Adieu as the theme. I was only saying bye to my previous employment. Did it rub off on my writing as well? It sure feels that way! Strange, strange, strange! Maybe I should title my post as "hello" or something like that. Will it then rub off on my writing?
Today we celebrate the 60th anniversary since the day India turned into a Republic on 26th Jan 1950. This is the day the constitution of India was adopted. Reading through Republic Day page on wikipedia , the following quote caught my eye. "During recent years, it has become fashionable among some citizens to disparage the founders and their document. These individuals disappointed by the developments in the country since 1950, have called for changing the constitution explaining that it has not 'worked'. Such thinking, in my view, is misguided. Constitutions do not 'work', they are inert, dependent upon being 'worked' by citizens and elected and appointed leaders" Wishing all Indians a wonderful Republic day.
Yesterday, the weather decided to change it plans. From a bright and sunny morning, it quickly turned cloudy and was pouring heavily by 4 pm. Looking out of the window, it was very easy to visualize my plans of leaving office early getting soaked and flowing down the drain! Of all the days why did I have to come to office on my scooter! Not being one to give up so easily, I made up my mind to get the taxi from just outside my office and go home anyway. I could always pick up the scooter the day after. So on the dot at 5:00, I rushed out to the line of taxi's hoping that there would be one, it being such a rainy day. Thankfully there was one still in the taxi stand. Taxi driver is busy cleaning the moisture forming on the insides of the glass... He does not see me as I approach. He turns his attention to the other window. I hesitate thinking he may be on hire, waiting for someone.. But since I am getting wet, I persist. I knock on the glass. He does not turn. So I go to the ...
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