I Too Have A Dream

I felt restless. The temperature widget on my desktop reported 46°C. But the temperature was not bothering me. I had made my peace with the summer heat while walking to office every morning. I looked at the clock digital clock in my Macbook Pro's Menu Bar. It said 12 past midnight.

I grabbed my running shoes and earphones and rushed out. I couldn't feel even a slightest bit of breeze as I stepped outside. I put on my earphones and put my phones media player on shuffle and started walking. I could hear the starting riff of "Thunderstruck" by AC/DC. Within a couple of minutes I could felt the cold drop of sweat slide down my spine. I walked and walked and walked.

Sometimes in life you are given second chances. A second shot to improve yourself. Only if you realize that this is so important to you because you don't want to mess things up like you did last time. You don't want to make the same mistakes. You just want things to work out.

Always remember. Calm your mind and get back on track. Give it your 110%. Hit your target with everything you've got...and you might knock it down.

-My t-shirt was damp. I got back my room; cleaned up...and got back to work.

Quitting or Letting go dreams is not really an option.

Regards
Garv D Vadehra

Moving On - Life 201

I know the last post was empty. It was meant to be. Go make your own mistakes. Learn your own lessons. Believe me its a much better way to get hands on experience.







*For personal reference...The content of this post and last one is in Evernote.

Life 1o1

Childhood Sweethearts

I was sitting on the couch with closed eyes in my room listening to Don McLean's "Killing Me Softly" the other night which I usually do whenever I'm in Home. I was really tired. It was a hectic day. It was fuzzy and a hazy weather outside. I reclined. Inadvertently, I dozed off and when I got up it was 2 in the morning and AC/DC's "Money Talks" was paying on my Bose.
I stood up to dislocate myself from that couch to the bed and abruptly my eyes went on an old closet which was lying on the other side of my room. Actually, that was my school time closet which was closed from years rather ages, because after and even before starting my college I never bothered myself to open it. Eventually, I was amused and showed up some courtesy to open it 'cause I was curious to know what's inside. Everything was well placed and cleaned so, I assumed my steward kept it like that from the commencement. I was looking on the piles of divergent books and suddenly a white colored dairy fell from above.
"You will never know true happiness until you have truly loved, 
and you will never understand what pain really is until you have lost it".
This line was written on the cover of that diary which addlepated me ;o
I opened it in a flash. There were couple of drawings & sketches on the first page. The dairy was of Year 2001
I kept turning the pages and still no clue '?'
I turned the pages of the diary and I read 2-3 pages. Then I reached on the page where the topic said 'Hilarious Day'. There I stopped and started reading it.

I have written as it is below:

"Today, I was late for school which usually happens. Actually very late, to be precise. The disciplinary in-charge was mad on me.
Class already began and when I stepped in, everybody stared at me as if I was an assassin. Not paying much of the attention to them I went & sat with Sara, unlike every other day she was continuously smiling and I got befuddled but she made me comfortable by not really doing what everybody was doing and anyway I was relaxed by her smile. After the teacher resumed the class she just bounced and excitedly showed me her new waist bag which she was already wearing. She calls it her "stationary pouch". I smiled as Noelle & Ashley were giggling. There was no limit of her excitement today. In the 3rd period the teacher told her to put off her bag, she frowned but, she didn't take it off. After 5 minutes teacher again told her to take it off but this time strictly and then she started arguing. Ashley me & other mates laughed emphatically. Inadvertently Sara also started laughing & Noelle, my god! she bursted out with a loud laugh. The reason to laugh was not because teacher was scolding but it was because she was arguing very cutely. Though she took it off in order to respect the teacher. In the next period again she put that on. And when I saw she gave me a big smile and said 'this is my best pencil box ever'.
I giggled inside & Noelle was still out of control.
------End of the note-----------

There was a lot more written in the note... That's a secret!!
My eyes got wider and brows raised when I read this whole note. After couple of seconds inevitably I started laughing.


-Er. Garv Dilip Vadehra


P.S.- Names have been changed. Each name has the same initial alphabet as the original name.

Through my red glasses...

I know I have been away for too LONG. Almost every week I start a new post but end up deleting the post the next time I log in ‘cause simply my fascination and the inclination faded over the week. Thing have been pretty still since last couple of months. Its been a couple of weeks into the the 5^th semester and already the pressure to perform decent in academics and to start my MBA coaching. And the constant nagging by my almost good or nothing friends to ‘get involved with someone’ or their words – ‘to grow some balls and do something’ is not helping either.

OK...I agree I have not really tried to work my way up in romance but I guess being shy doesn't contribute to the cause either. Anyways...its been a while since I have been really attracted to someone. Its like I see through all their plastic smiles. Now, I don't want to sound like an emo kid here but is would be really great to  have someone to share good conversations with.

Anyways...my classes have commenced for the new semester and things are already rolling pretty fast. All that pressure to perform descent in academics, get in shape (c'mon now...).

Between my engineering degree and trying to start the coaching for MBA I really don't have any significant activity happening around me. Of,course my shy room mates and friends who really don't have anything to do except trash talking. I mean I don't even smoke or drink tea even then I find myself at the dhaba outside our college 5 times a day watching my friends sucking on a smoke or sipping tea and all I can do is stare at the monotonous menu and just listen to their useless banter.

But between all this I have found time to figure things out for the upcoming days. I mean its when you care to stop and notice the little things, you realize what you really want and just plan it out.



"Amat Victoria Curam."


Victory loves preparation.


A great man(my idol) asked me the good qualities of my father(one of the greatest men I know).  I never really had given a thought to the subject. But somehow I did not need time to answer the question and things just started flowing out. I was happy with my answer and the content smile on his wrinkled face confirmed my satisfaction of the answer.

Spending time with my family is like a slice of life.

At one point you come to relate with their thinking, their ideologies and realize that all the rebel thoughts you had were naive and useless. You come to terms with yourself and the sense of  contentment comes over you. For your aspirations and mine...CHEERSS!!

Till next time
Er. Garv Vadehra


Proof Reading: Manik Bansal
Equipment courtesy: Sahil Bhatia

T&C Apply

-"I can be a pilot, you know. Nice uniforms, fancy lifestyle, extravagant pay and not to forget the hot cabin crew...?",I was naive as a rebel teenager.

-"Have you read a newspaper recently? Many pilots are being sacked or at least their salaries are being cut down and not to mention most of the perks have been snatched away.", shrugged Varun.

-"So that makes it one less on the list. I am surprised by limited career options that come to my mind. If only I had paid attention in my classes..."

-my friend, Varun raised an eyebrow at me.

-"What I mean to say is that I don't regret it. How could I feel sad for the two most sweet years of my life? ...all the friends I had, those fun-filled wild times we shared together, playing 'Counter Strike' all night long, having 4 banana-splits all by myself in one night, enjoying poha and jalebis 5 in the morning...", as I hurriedly completed my sentence on observing his 'still raised eye-brow'; all the memories of good experiences came back flooding into my mind and my head was lost in its own glorious trance.

-"Oi! Where are you lost?"shouted my friend shaking me, digging his nails in my arm.

-"Nothing" I was just not in a mood to verbalize my thoughts for him. "OK, Listen I could be a lawyer..."

I was distracted by the constant buzzing sound that came from his pocket.
-"I gotta go, buddy. Its the third call from my mom."said Varun with a 'freaked out' look on his face."Well all I can tell you is to think straight."
I escorted him out with his closing remark.

As the time flew by, these 'insightful' conversations kept on and hours turned into days and the time window to apply for a descent college was narrowing down.

So finally one sleepless night I was just lying on my bed with my B.C. Rich when I decided to give a final thought to whatever I wanted to do with my future; and that is how I finally decided to become an engineer.

I applied for some good engineering colleges(obviously I had screwed up my IIT-JEE exam) and
finally opted for CITM(now known as MRIU- Manav Rachna International University) and things have been bearable since then. Now that I am on the path to become an engineer I am sort of happy...not content though. I want more...more than what meets the eye and more than what it seems to be...

Happiness is a very, VERY "diverse" and subjective concept.

What makes me happy?
Sometimes it those small little things which people are too busy or too 'self-proclaimed-cool' to notice or take care of; like an instant of an emotion, warm sun in December mornings, cool breeze in month of May, drizzling monsoons, a little child's smile or a needy person's gratitude, late night lazy strumming on guitar, or just a late night conversation with a stranger on a chat messenger.

Am I happy?
Yes I'm happy with the way things turned out....my friends my family, my problems and the solutions.

So here I am sill trying to figure things out...

Signing off
-Er. Garv Vadehra



P.S.- Last night I was just browsing the internet and I get an IM from a cheery stranger...lets call her Eva for now- cuz whats in a name, baby...a half an hour into chatting with her made me complete this piece which was in bits earlier...so this one's for you.

P.P.S.- This piece of work was written in very short pieces over a long period of time so If most of it is vague then bear with me.More sharp posts are on their way...