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Sunday, August 22, 2004

finally...i am bloggin again

it is great to be back...although its always up to me to decide ..that i wud blog or not..so i am pleased with this decision..

so wats alll happening..??

last thing i remember writing here abt myself was that last friday (13th that is) i left for delhi..and i intend to take off from there.

my flight was scheduled to depart at 7:35 pm..and i was at the airport before 6:00 :)..
wen i was walking up to the sahara counters to collect my boarding pass i realized i had a choice to make..which counter dude??..and ofcourse the smiling ladies at the counter were the only factor..i went up to one of them only to be told that my flight was delayed by more than an hour :((..yuck i said..and went away to find a place to sit and pass time..for the more than 2.30 hrs.!!...i sat..sat..sat..and sat..
airports are strange..if u observe ppl carefully it is very easy to notice that they all are tryin to put up a gentleness in their walk..the way they hold their luggage..the way they talk to the attendants..everything..everyone wants to be nice once they are at the airport.!..
and no wonder one such nice guy (guy = almost an Uncle) just came and took the chair next to me and very gleefully offered me toffees from his complimentary toffee pack.."take it..come on take it."..
"no thanks.."..i was as blunt as i cud be
"oh..plz take it.."..
"thanks!..i have....thanks a lot."..i forced a smile and tried to be NICE!..

somehow we got talkin..i found out that he was a regional sales manager of some pharmaceutical mnc..and was going to mumbai....but the most interesting thing was yet to come..when he asked me abt my btech etc..and i told him that i graduated frm iitk..then..yes i very well remember it was then.he looked at me in the most investigating manner....thot for a moment and said "is the perception of iitians abt leaving the country and going to US still the same??"..hehe....i realized this is the image an iitian carries with himself..(no /herself..coz we have non-males)....
i thot i can explain..but then he was not the kind of person who wud listen quietly..he always had smthing or the other to ask..so i just said "its only the initial curosity and charm that makes them go abroad..otherwise all of them want to do gud in india...ppl are actually coming back to india. " ..it was a gud feeling to be speaking on behalf of so many iitians..though it was only wat i thot was corrrect to say to him..but i can imagine him tryin to get an edge in an conversation with other ppl, recalling me, and telling them ki "an iitian himself told me"..as if we are a rare species :D...we talked abt the software industry.. the boom..the downfall..the recent boom again...until his security check was announced..nice guy! hehe

i hv to leave urgently..will continue..very soon..(i hope so)..




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