happy fourth

so after every possible mess that i was into the past week and even till yesterday, today in a random chat with Sahay, we jointly established that i am a happy individual and shouldnt really crib about the hassles which make my life. :)
anyway, it was funny...post weekend i was almost like Kareena in jab we met ...rem the dialogue.."bhagwanji..boring bana do iss night ko" wohi haal tha!!
now i am in the process of sorting out things.the mind feels settled..and i am going holidaying..not too bad

unforgettable third

ok, so the day was 19th february 2010, friday. On a usual friday, i am cheerful and in high spirits..the weekend is knocking at my door..its a blissful day where nothing matters because there would be 2 days of relaxation. but this friday, when i was in the bus everything conspired against me...right from me not having my side purse to keepin my wallet in the pocket where i never do in my backpack..usually i hand my backpack to a helpful soul around but on this day there were women carryin babies in the seats close to me...so well, anyway, the bus was becoming crowded and suddenly this one guy asked me if i had a golden wallet...i said yea n he said he saw someone take it frm the bag and get off at the last stop. was this man dumb? anyway, so i got off...a little low, almost crying, boarded an auto and rushed to the nearby police station. believe me, its difficult in a city where you dont understand the language...thankfully the autowala could speak hindi n he came wit me to the police stn..so i lodged the FIR ..teary eyed not because of money but because of my PAn card and voters Id(mind u, it took a year to come)i have upheld the family tradition of losing election cards
so anyway, then i was on my way back to office when the auto wala stopped so i could have breakfast and paid for me :)such a nice guy
n he said "good people always meet good people" and i wondered how he knew that i was good..he definitely was
it was also the day i was looked out of the house..id kept my lock somewhere and my roomie couldnt find it..she called me when i was sitting dazed thru a meeting..i told her to lock with sa new lock and keep the key ...so now i had nowhere to go..thank god for deepti..i camped at her place..
morning dikshant came and i had a good time eating dosas..it was extremely hot though..i was tired walking at marina, and in adyar..evening i was supposed to meet deepti and friends fr dinner and the auto i was in met wit an accident..it was close, honestly..but roof top dinner was fun so was the stay yesterday at deepti's where i had the laziest possible sunday watching tv and having ghar ka khaana..thanks guys for making chennai home for me :)

the second

i started naming my entries as the first and the second because i lack the creativity of thinking of a suitable title for each of the entries. so my point is that it becomes very tough sometimes to know what you want and so when i came to chennai, all starry eyed, i wanted to make a change. i thought i was 'development ki bandi' anyhow, my misconceptions and that which i realise with each passing day, how wrong, how naive i was..even people who work for development..i dont know how to put this in words..
but if we pretend that we work for the poorest of the poor, thats the biggest possible lie ever..because ultimately profits drive evrything...every thought and hence microfinance and microinsurance are actually targetted at the dynamic poor..the ones who take the initiative..nobody does anythn for the poorest of the lot.. :(

the first

Its been a while(less than a year, actually) since I am working. I consider myself a development professional. After having studied Economics for seven years after school, seven years with the subject seems a lot. Also, after Hindu, i got a job at Progeon in Bangalore which i left in three weeks after i got through JNU. Sometimes i wonder, if i had taken it up full time, i would have been a hard core capitalist. Life would have taken a different turn altogether. But after JNU, i pursued the subject for another 2 yrs before i decided to work a bit and fathom whether i wanted to do a PhD for myself, whether i possess the capability, the dedication that a PhD requires. And so i packed my bags from IGIDR, Bombay and shifted base to Chennai where i started research work in the field of micro insurance. I always wanted a job in the development sector and this was my dream job. However, there are days when a big question mark looms in my mind about what i wanted to do and what i ended up doing. I wanted to teach children of tribal communities. I remember even having taking the contact from somebody who worked for tribals. When i got this job, i came here starry eyed. my heart thought i would work for the poor. But things are a little different..