I never felt anytime this way.
That I have to be smart while talking to normal people around. Oh Yes we have to. It is Delhi.
There was this girl in the cab who was raising her voice towards me, when I was showing directions to the cab driver. It was late and on top of that I hardly know any directions to my guest house. And now this girl complains about my left and right directions. It was 10 p.m already and I was in no mood to fight with her, moreover I started feeling sorry for her, thinking she might be staying far and I was frustrating her with my directions. The cab rushed with speed and I carefully tried to remember turn to my block. For a while everyone where quite and suddenly I started feeling the real gurgaon around..that tense in people to reach home as soon as possible before nothing happens.
The jokes in office where, 'you can keep your gold chain with project manager or deputy manager, otherwise you will lose', 'are you planning to live in U block then, you better plan to buy another laptop, as u will lose the current one soon'...not funny ah!!
I see, people give importance to the way they dress. So much, that a simple bee like me would be not considered among their list of talking people. He he..that sounds funny now.
I decided not to change, not to leave my simplicity for a while, till I totally understand the whole system over here. I just don't want to end up learning something stupid and later I cannot maintain.
I dunno what can be done to the places like this...which are called unsafe. I still didn't get the real feel of unsafe word here. But we get to learn to survive at worst situations..especially girls will learn to take care of themselves every minute. This is another pressure all the time though.
Apart from that, I got my work today and colleagues are so very excited about my IISc life, I got tired of explaining them same things. And one more shocking thing was, more than 70 percent of office is married. Both male and female population gets married by the age of 25.
In the rest room, I saw my face in mirror and beside me two too much fair girls stood painting their faces to get into the cabs to be back home. I suddenly felt I am so dark. Then, again thought, if I am thinking like this, what is the condition of a normal person, who will take anything very seriously. Uff! Stopped that thought right that moment.
I was wondering what all the things I am thinking and bothering. There was a moment today when I felt, all these is just for another one and half year..later I will move to southern part. But then, I decided to enjoy every minute of this one and half year.
Adapting is tough, but changing is easy. When you adapt, you are not leaving your strong views on yourself, when you change you change those views.
Every time, when I say a strong word in office, with that rough tone in voice, I ask myself where did I learn this from..I am enjoying the way I am dealing with new work and new people.
I got the shirt today from Ironing, one which is kept there in my suitcase from almost an year after it was gifted. Tomorrow I will wear it.
These days I dunno what I miss exactly, but I miss something. Thats fine. It is better not to know. I am happy this way.
That I have to be smart while talking to normal people around. Oh Yes we have to. It is Delhi.
There was this girl in the cab who was raising her voice towards me, when I was showing directions to the cab driver. It was late and on top of that I hardly know any directions to my guest house. And now this girl complains about my left and right directions. It was 10 p.m already and I was in no mood to fight with her, moreover I started feeling sorry for her, thinking she might be staying far and I was frustrating her with my directions. The cab rushed with speed and I carefully tried to remember turn to my block. For a while everyone where quite and suddenly I started feeling the real gurgaon around..that tense in people to reach home as soon as possible before nothing happens.
The jokes in office where, 'you can keep your gold chain with project manager or deputy manager, otherwise you will lose', 'are you planning to live in U block then, you better plan to buy another laptop, as u will lose the current one soon'...not funny ah!!
I see, people give importance to the way they dress. So much, that a simple bee like me would be not considered among their list of talking people. He he..that sounds funny now.
I decided not to change, not to leave my simplicity for a while, till I totally understand the whole system over here. I just don't want to end up learning something stupid and later I cannot maintain.
I dunno what can be done to the places like this...which are called unsafe. I still didn't get the real feel of unsafe word here. But we get to learn to survive at worst situations..especially girls will learn to take care of themselves every minute. This is another pressure all the time though.
Apart from that, I got my work today and colleagues are so very excited about my IISc life, I got tired of explaining them same things. And one more shocking thing was, more than 70 percent of office is married. Both male and female population gets married by the age of 25.
In the rest room, I saw my face in mirror and beside me two too much fair girls stood painting their faces to get into the cabs to be back home. I suddenly felt I am so dark. Then, again thought, if I am thinking like this, what is the condition of a normal person, who will take anything very seriously. Uff! Stopped that thought right that moment.
I was wondering what all the things I am thinking and bothering. There was a moment today when I felt, all these is just for another one and half year..later I will move to southern part. But then, I decided to enjoy every minute of this one and half year.
Adapting is tough, but changing is easy. When you adapt, you are not leaving your strong views on yourself, when you change you change those views.
Every time, when I say a strong word in office, with that rough tone in voice, I ask myself where did I learn this from..I am enjoying the way I am dealing with new work and new people.
I got the shirt today from Ironing, one which is kept there in my suitcase from almost an year after it was gifted. Tomorrow I will wear it.
These days I dunno what I miss exactly, but I miss something. Thats fine. It is better not to know. I am happy this way.
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