Day 1

Day 1 of everything is so difficult and full of surprises. Isn’t it?

When I had to go to school, I was timid. I can’t clearly remember how my Day 1 went, but it was one of the most dreadful feelings. I was too afraid for everything which is coming to me. As time passed, the days went on, after few days, things seemed so normal to me. Coz a human inculcates that ‘habit’ of doing a particular thing. Similarly, day 1 of graduation was also full of surprises, excitement. One of the reasons was a sudden shift from a co-ed environment to only girls environment. ‘New people’ add to all this.

Then, for Post Graduation, Day 1 at new city, a sudden shift from a familiar city of Punjab to unfamiliar part of NCR. Again, meeting new people. I must say the probability of meeting wrong people increases, the wider your purview becomes. It was pretty easy to trust everyone in KG, isn’t that? And this ‘trusting everyone’ reduces with time. At least with me, it happened. With time, you come to know what kind of people you like to be with. But then, possibility of meeting them is not very high. Whenever you meet them, never ever lose them! Grab them.. and keep them close to your heart! Life will seem wonderful. And when they are along, the Day 1s also seem beautiful, very beautiful. I am glad I have such people around.. :)

Take Care! Ciao.. Keep Smiling.. !! :)

Some bits and pieces..

Hellozz...

It’s been a long time; I have not used my words in writing this post here. It’s been quite busy, with new work and new people. A few things happened since I wrote my last post.

Finally, my bestest buddy was able to find out some time for me to watch ‘Bol’, was waiting for long for it.

I have got some more and important work at office.

I am knowing someone and finding that God has already sent my Xerox here before sending me.

 

I need to shift to another place, from a PG to a rented place. Planning this is so very painful, God knows what happens with the implementation. My mom is so worried and I am worried coz she is getting worried.

I am trying my best to convince her that I am not the little irresponsible one now. I am able to manage the things, believe me I am grown up. I have learnt from her, from life and from each and everything around me. As all mothers are, my mom is worried too.  If possible, she would come here, leaving all her work, just for me to settle down. I understand her situation so clearly, and I understand her unconditional deep love for me. I hope things go well.

Another thing, I have a confession. I am terrified to confess my voice rises quite soon, when I talk to them, on whom I believe I have full right, special people in my life!! But I do not want to do that. I read somewhere, “Never raise your voice, just increase the quality of your argument.”  I so very much want to do that. But in that argument, voice increases, even if there is enough of the quality. I am terribly sorry for doing so!! Would leave now.. 

Ciao.. Keep Smiling !! 

'Hindi Diwas' or Hindi Day??

Hi.. I hope you guys are doing pretty well.

Whenever I think of writing a post here, I don’t have anything on my mind. And when I have many things on my mind, I don’t have words to express. It’s been such a boring week till now. My mind is freezing to a stage.. I don’t even know what actual word I should use for this situation. Feeling like stuck somewhere. Uff.. I don’t know!! Really need a good weekend!!

Now, moving on to what I wanted to talk about.. ‘Hindi Diwas’.

It was yesterday, when I was motivated somehow, to change the language of my Facebook page to “Hindi” on the occasion the ‘Hindi Diwas’. After googling some things out , I came to know, it is celebrated because the Constituent Assembly of India had adopted Hindi written in Devnagari script as the Official Language of the Union on 14th September 1949. Most of occasions/festivals/ or any ‘divas’ doesn’t matter to people like me unless it is a chhutti at work!! ;) But this time, it somehow touched me, may be a little patriotism had shoot in me for ‘Hindustan’s national language Hindi’.

I belong to Punjab, called ‘Punjabi kudi’ by a couple of friends. Still the use of Punjabi was not much in my conversation at school or family or college. I used to speak either Hindi or English. It’s still the same when I am working here in NCR. I remember in school, we were prompted to speak English in all the classes except the ‘Hindi’ and ‘Punjabi’ class. In them, we had to speak that language only. Yes, English was promoted majorly and still is, coz we need to converse in that language globally. But, somewhere, the ‘National Language’ and the ‘Mother Tongue’ of quite a few of us has been lost somewhere.

You won’t believe, when I changed my Language Settings in FB from ‘English(US)’ to ‘Hindi’, I was finding it real hard to read. I am sure I was able to go to my wall and profile etc., coz I am familiar with the normal designing  and 'look and feel' of FB. I even changed back my settings from Hindi to English with a little difficulty. If I wanted to read and go to that particular link in Hindi, I was truly failing. Moreover, when I was on this Hindi FB Page, I even felt like translating it to English with google translator. I was even laughing that I could not understand what is written. Was I laughing at FB in Hindi? Or was it me? My failure to read the language which I actually studied for more than 10 years of my life?

I am really not promoting to speak shudh hindi. It’s just that I myself do not want to forget it. I truly want to be proud when I speak or read it. I hope all of us feel that way.

Ciao.. Keep Smiling.. !!

Special me.. :)

I was just feeling so special, a special child of God. When you start counting your blessings, you would find your sorrows very less in front of them. This is what happens with me atleast...

I have started with a few things recently.. like.. Thanking people, a word "Thank You" makes someone feels so good.. :) Just showing my gratitude to others make me  feel so good. Actually this thing came up from my very candid approach towards people. I speak what I feel like.. and I really might have hurted people in doing the same. So I am trying to be candid in expressing my gratitude too! :)

I have been trying to switch my mind from negative  to positive thoughts. Thinking of atleast one positive thing in the whole messy problem is really weird. Trust me! But, when you find that positive thing, it overcomes the negative ones so easily. And that problem vanishes away. I have learnt this from a couple of people around me. I am not sure that they know they are doing it or not, but its a wonderful thing!

Wow! Just while writing this blog post.. I have a wonderful thing to be thankful of! My wonderful lovely darling frnz.. I wasn't with them on my B'day.. so they got cake and lots of stuff to eat.. All my favorites!! :D Got to go now!!

Ciao.. keep Smiling!! :) :)

I too had a Love Story

Helloz...


All those of you, who are here to see.. whats all about my "Love Story" will be a little disappointed. I just wanted to talk about a book which I read recently "I too had a Love Story". Okay guys, I know it was released a couple of years ago and I am too late to read it, still wanted to talk about it coz it really made me cry. Yeah.. I am a cry baby too.. too much emotional types u know. 


There is a guy called 'Ravin', who has his three wonderful friends. All of mid 20s.. (shaadi ki umar wale.. :P). On their re-union, along with lots of masti and fun, they talk about a serious topic called 'marriage'. This sets Ravin thinking on this issue.. He makes his profile on an online marriage portal and after many unsuccessful attempts, he gets to know a girl named 'Khushi'. 


As usual relationships begin, they chat, then they talk and talk, then they talk more, and more, and more.  They fall in love.. obvious types! Ravin and Khushi have never seen each other, but love has made them one. Impatiently waiting for the next phone call, little surprises bringing them closer, late night conversations, tears and smiles, all these made it a read-till-finish book for me. I really could feel the warmth in their talks on phone, in the use of words like 'shona' spoken by Khushi for Ravin, their first meeting and in each and every word written. Finally, their parents meet, then they meet hiding it from their parents (proper Hindi Film types). All goes so well. 


As in normal love stories, there are some hurdles. Sometimes, in lovers or in families or societal issues. But here, hurdle was something really unavoidable. Ravin has to split from Khushi ... and it made me cry.. I was in train, going to my home from Gurgaon and I cried just when my station was half an hour away. 


What I could feel, it was just a normal love story. But the way Ravinder Singh has expressed his emotions is truly amazing. I am not a very lovey-dovey kind of a person, I don't even read love stories too often. As of reading is concerned, I love Mysteries.. but this touched me like anything!! Hats off to the person who has vomited out his emotions in his words. 


Thanks to Deepika for lending it to me and asking me to read it. I actually would not have bothered to buy a copy for me. I really hope I made you readers curious to read it (those who haven't). Yeah guys.. I am not selling it!! :P 


Thanks for reading.. Take Care... Ciao.. keep Smiling.. :)

I am Self - Centered

Recently, I read someone’s FB status..  “I don’t like self-centred people, they only think about themselves.”

It set me thinking how much do I think about myself? The answer was .. almost every time. I am breathing for me. I am eating for me.. I am being social for me. Even I talk to friends, hang out with them, as simple as being on facebook, posting this blog, all this… for me!! I am working, earning money for me. I am self centered like anything. Isn’t it? And, so we all are. A simple enlightenment.. even if I knew this fact already.

How can someone hate the other person for being self-centered then?

Just got reminded of another quote which I read:

"We all are self-centered, its just the radius differs."

If a person considers himself to be in the centre of the world, the centre of attraction, that’s  kind of a ‘bad thing’. The bigger the radius, more self-centered you are. In the other way, if a person is in the centre of their world, yeah.. his ‘own’ world, the radius is small. Then, it would be a very different matter. This is a healthy self-centeredness, a kind of Mature Self-Centeredness, which is really a necessity.

Obviously, if I have an option to get a salary hike or to get it done for some XYZ.. It would be me, am hell sure of it! Yeah, I am being self-centered. But, a mature one… na..? Phew.. I am relieved.. I am not that bad! ;) :)

Ciao..  Keep Smiling..  :)

Me and myself..

Hello ..

Okie.. so here I am.. expressing me to the world out there. Generally everyone cannot really get an opportunity to hear what I need to say.. what I feel.. what my thoughts are like.. But.. But!! Now I am kind of flattered by friends who admire my thoughts.. and it makes me to go ahead with this blog! Thanks a ton guys! 

Let me tell anyone out there reading this.. I am Nancy.. a simple, quiet and introvert girl.. who generally is busy in the psycho-analysis! Yeah.. that’s true.. don’t misunderstand me to be psychiatrist or something…  its  just that I understand people well. When I say people, it means simply those who I know from quite a few time. Umm.. moving a little further, yeah.. we were talking about what I do.. I am a finance person.. into business reporting. You can carry on by knowing about me and myself by the about me section. ;) 

I am close like anything to my family.. sometimes I become a cry baby coz of my emotional attachment with them..  I have been living quite far from my family from a little more than a couple of years now.. really really n really want to go back!! But its just that.. I say it again n again.. emotionally! I have lots n lots to achieve here…. But I miss home…………….. :’(

Luckily, I have a wonderful family here.. my loving, wonderful, a little stupid, crazy, strange friends!! But I really love u guys.. <3

Whenever anyone asks me.. what are your hobbies Nancy? I still have loads to think..  I don’t know.. oh.. I am still confused!! What do I like.. is it reading?? Then a thought comes <How many books have you read in your whole life..?? 4 or 5? That makes reading your hobby?> and then reading as a hobby .. nah..
Next thought of a hobby.. listening songs?? <How many times you listen songs?? Only when .. when.. I dont know!> so, even this is not a hobby… yeah.. I know I really need to think!! Will think and surely let me and you know guys too!!

I think each and every passing day I am knowing more and more about me.. sometimes bad.. and sometimes really good! I am still in a learning process.. n I believe most of us are.. n it would not end till I die..  yeah.. I am a little philosophical too.. You guys will find lots of it in coming posts.. 

Cant make it that long.. I dont want you guys to be bored… n never planning to come back here !! ;)

Will continue later now.. Ciao .. Keep smiling!