Two weeks have passed since I last wrote a blog post. Not
much has happened, yet there is stuff I can write about. Here I go; writing stuff
that probably makes sense only to a few people.
Birla Mandir:
Last
weekend we went to the Birla Mandir (again) and the Hussain Sagar Lake for sightseeing.
Because we started late (as usual), we couldn’t go to the Salar Jung Museum or
the Charminar. So we went to the Birla Mandir. It is a wonderful place, with a
tranquility not usually found in cities. Also fresh air, which is increasingly
becoming a rare commodity. After enjoying the view from the top, we sat down
and started chatting. I remember being distracted, didn’t follow the
conversation unfolding beside me. I see kids playing there and parents watching
them. The sight really made me nostalgic. I mean, how wonderful it would be to
be a kid again! No worries, no drama, no frustration etc. etc. Be carefree. No one
will judge you. Pure joy. Slowly everyone started watching the kids. I guess
everybody got nostalgic at that moment. Each one going back in time to relive
the memories of their own brothers and sisters. At least that is what I did. I
am actually very lucky to have memories like this. Let us hope we all get to be
a part of lot more memories such as those.
Medium:
Medium
is a great source of high quality blogs and articles for all those who like to
read. Most articles on that sight are well written, insightful, stylish and
unique. Travelogues especially are very good. There is a user: Renee Padgham.
She mostly writes poems and she is damn good at that. Most of her poems are
sad, but boy are they superb. Her metaphors are mind boggling. I just recently
started appreciating poetry but I feel her poems are really really good.
Mourinho gets the sack:
If
there is one person whose misery I could revel in, that man is Jose Mourinho. He
got sacked (as usual) from the post of the Chelsea manager, much to the delight
of football fans all across the world. I want to hear Arsene Wenger’s view on
this news, but I know that he is classy enough to not say anything demeaning. Still
Chelsea are languishing in the Premier League table in 16th
position, while the man he called “Specialist in failure” is looking at his
team sitting pretty at the top of the table. Take that Mr. Mourinho. Be sure to
read tomorrow’s Arseblog. It will be fun.
Career choices:
How young were you when you made the choice to be what you are today? Did you have complete say in it? Did you have any idea how it was going to turn out? I decided I wanted to be a computer science engineer when I was 17, even though I always wanted to be one since I was 11. The current generation who are 13-15 years old are being made to make up their minds for career choices. Do you see the ridiculousness in this? At 15 what do you really know about stuff like this? At 15 you are not even a responsible person. How are parents expecting their kids to decide what they want to be at such an age? Isn't this a flaw of the system? What can we do about this? Or can we do anything about this? Food for thought, I guess.
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