Change - For the better or worse?

Every now and then, I run into a few old friends. And almost everytime, I get that nostalgic feeling - the typical "those were the good old days" kind of emotion that takes you back in time when life was much simpler, our hearts and minds were clearer, unlike the emotional muddles and ego hassles that we are in now.

I met someone the other day. This was a guy who I was not too close to during my school days. Most of the time, I used to look at him with a contempt, a guy who I felt was a troublesome pest. But that day my mind was surprisingly devoid of such feelings. I spoke with him as though he was a dear friend. We chatted for nearly an hour, reliving the days gone by. He seemed to have undergone a complete change from the guy that I had known during my childhood. He was now more sober, more polished in his behaviour and speech, more sophisticated in the way he conducted himself. When I pointed out this change to him, he replied back, "You have changed a lot too!". I desperately wanted to ask him, "For the better or worse?", but I stopped myself.

The question still keeps haunting my mind.

The 'Special Someone' in my life....

Nowadays I have a special someone in my life... Kintana! What an exotic name you might think. She is far more exotic than the name itself. I spend most my day paying attention to her. I have to try and keep her happy as much as possible. Everyday, I meet her in office the first thing in the morning. She is always there, waiting for me, with new surprises for the day (sometimes pleasant, mostly scary). And before I leave office late in the evening, I just check up on her, in case she's got a few late surprises up her sleeve, that will keep me with her for that extra few hours...

She's quite reserved actually, coz she never meets me outside office. I have to take utmost care not to anger her, because her temper can be devastating too. She couldcomplain to my boss about it (who by the way, pays a lot of attention to her too). But nevertheless, when you spend more than half the day with Kintana, it's hard not to fall in love with her. She's become my heart and soul. My every heartbeat, every pulse, every breath, every twitch of muscle is now governed by her. She must know exactly what I have done in the day, whether I spent the day constructively, or in frivolous activities. I've almost surrendered myself to her all-pervading power.

And I know one thing for sure, as long as I'm in TCS, my tryst with Kintana's gonna continue...

Dombivli Fast

Saw a stirring Marathi movie today named 'Dombivali Fast'. A movie about a man standing by his principles in a corrupt world. Nothing out of this world, but excellent treatment of the subject, coupled with brillant acting. Heartening to see that people still make (a few)good films in India.
Our richer Bollywod directors and script-writers would do well to learn a thing or two from these talented blokes who may be short on finance but are rich in talent and ideas.