Bare Beginnings In New Mode and Few Reflections

                      

                       The last sojourn in the home nation came to a halt after the journey resumed in the foreign nation. Though I never intended it to be this way, this is all I had in the script written for me. I still remember the battered condition in which I returned home few months back. From then on, the drive to perform all the tasks in such a state and be where I am once again is money required to meet simple daily needs. The fairy tale story back home in the interim comprises of unintended well-executed actions which were accomplished by commuting through bikes, buses, trains, cars, autos etc. Gods hand took me to all the places and left me where I am at present. I think the final destination is reached literally and figuratively, since I am locked up in a cozy cottage without anywhere to go.

                       The last few passages written in this site were extreme first person narratives due to some unknown disorder. I am not considering the second person or the world around me for some time. This increased progressively and became an unknown condition. Apart from this self-obsession, I felt the story must be told for all its uniqueness. Though I am the person to experience or suffer first hand, I equally cherished to watch the aura unfold in all its pomp and grandiose. The aura encompassed the imagination of the people across places leaving a mark of its own. Though there might be side-effects of the strong impressions, hope it all heals in due course.

                      The frequent hopping between the nations need to be dealt with switching to the new mode of living. While I counted every single day in US, three months whisked away in no time back home. The drawback as iterated few times is – Due to lack of immersion into the American culture and this might be the last opportunity to do so. I hope God’s hand will again lead me through it and make me successful. Not that this living is very attractive and faultless to follow.  But it has its own set of merits of fine living ushering the heights of human positivity. The way the individuals are managed and given care is a standard to implement. I think it is for this reason, they grow large physically. With my height at 6 feet, I am quite a big shot back home. But even some of the females here dwarf me in height and width is no comparison. People do not look up to you and you look up to them with mouth wide open.  With such giants around, we feel more secure though depressed due to inferiority. The other day I went to a market where I reached the top of the groin of a man. One should at least visit the nation to see the people reaching their potential dimensions and experience living among them. It feels like the Gulliver travels is not a fiction. But these seemingly intimidating people possess a soft nature and listen to kids, Lilli puts as well.

                      Though I am traveling for some time, I never boarded so many planes in a journey previously. Thanks to the route followed, I am airborne for more than a day. You cannot but appreciate the beauty of air travel. You cannot find so many luxury amenities at the stretch of your hand even at a costly hotel down the ground. From delicious dishes to movies to attendants serving your orders, one never feels like travelling at 800 kilometers/hour ground speed above 10 kilometers from the surface. It is a wonder how an airplane feels still like a rock at such high speeds. It is innovation at its best. I think the airways must redefine operations to accommodate common man who has the same wish and necessity to travel. Plain travel minus extras might bring the prices down to earth. For instance, the flight can mimic a village bus in air and start operating short distance inter-city flights. A few other novel ideas can be shared with interested vendors.

                     

                       During the last few years after I went jobless, I should have at least taken writing seriously and became good at it. But I went after jobs for which there is very little demand due to large talent pool instead of shining as a universal writer - with whom every one connects and is always in demand. Sometime back it appeared that I should take it seriously and attended a workshop. All I was taught is how to write a good academic thesis which I forgot immediately. When you are a master of a unique skill, you are drowned in money or at least demand it but need not plead for it by lowering the self. Of course, it takes a lot of hard work and practice to get there. In general, doing hard work productively which pays you is lot better than working hard for no output. It is fascinating to imagine myself as a journalist, script writer or at best an author. These are niche skills which are rated low than their attractive high-tech peers due to their artistic value. Every young person should be entitled to the direction towards his real calling. The point behind the rant is there are jobs which can be encouraged to be taken up rather than going after apparently attractive and lucrative positions.