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Those were the best days of my life - II

I really sat and thought about the changes in me since my last post on this subject and I must admit-I am now feverishly trying to behave like a grownup. Thinking all the pros and cons of any situation, diplomacy in relationships, finding means of comfort and of course the money-money chants. Phew! Had never thought about it while as a kid. I remember, once my Papa ji (father) had given me a 100 rupees note in March and had smuggled it with me slyly into the hostel(money and eatables were not allowed there! sic!). I could do nothing with that amount, so when the summer vacations came next year, I spent the entire amount eating during the 3-day-trip back to home. With 5 figures remaining to hit 30, I am yet not able to figure out that how must I behave when I am to have kids and may be start disciplining them about life. No clue! I may turn out to be an exceptional parent... hahaha ... I will be continuing this one. For now, I just don't feel like writing anymore.

Those were the best days of my life - I

Note: This is an article, I had written some time back. BTW, it's no way related to my life here in the UK. I just thought of continuing this subject so needed to mention it here, as without the first part,the second one will seem vague... Read on -> -> -> Being practical is a trait that one develops to cope up with life's harsh realities. Gone are the days when one could smile and in return get a free lollipop or an ice cream, when the common goal of stealing raw mangoes from the neighbourhood would unite all the foes in half-pants, when all the pockets in the dress would be full of home made knick knacks to chomp on during the two hour evening game break and finishing the day with small nap at the tuition. Hmmm… My first initial stood for mischievous and till a few years back, I lived up to it. The remotest corner of my brain tells me that it all began when I was punished for fighting with a fellow classmate in first grade and the Nun honoured me by making me s...

Restricted or well-organised!

For every profession there is a course here. And mind you, you are not qualified to even start your own business until you have the license to run your SBU (small business unit, read home business) , or that you must have done a short/long course and have a certificate to prove it. In the early days, I did not pay much attention to it, but now that I'm R&Ding it, I'm simply not happy. Too many restrictions or a very well-organised system - don't know which side to choose! Starting with the education system, while the schooling is free, all that you might have saved, flows out as university fees. Another alternate to this situation is that most students begin working and then either go to college later or do a certificate course. As I'm told, having a university degree is great but even a certificate will do. As an international student the education fees are usually higher or sometime more than double the fees paid by UK nationals. Even in India, we do not charge...

I swear not to swear!

My earliest memories of making faces at the swear words (like sala ) goes back to my nursery days. I was programmed by the elders in the home to give a sullen look whenever someone used ' sala ' while talking. My oh my! I was too good at spotting this 4 lettered word. With each passing years my vocabulary multiplied with razor-sharp and accurate insults in Nepali, Malayalam, Hindi and of course the other tongue (read English). The small section of population that consists of people like me who have lived in hostel all their life can vouch that the first thing they learnt in any new language was how to swear at others in their language! In Rome- do as Romans do! Haah !