Mysore Part2

My love for Mysore probably originated from the time that I had in Infosys, Mysore. So, My blog on Mysore will be incomplete unless I write about this.

After my BE, I was going to join Infosys on 19 Sept 2005. So on Sept 18th, I entered a "wonderland" called Infosys, Mysore. I can write pages about the campus, but if you are interested you can just google "infy mysore" and you can get all that info. About the environment over there...umm... it was more like extended college life... lectures, assignments, exams... just the same... but we were paid for it (isn't that great!! ;-))

It was a totally different experience being in a professional organisation and all. But that is not what I normally remember when I think about my days in Mysore. Its more the experience I had in my personal life, the people I met, the games I played, the food I ate etc etc...

I made many friends over there, some close, some not so much... some I am still in contact with, some I am not... But all of them became a part of my life at least for some time... and thus have contributed to who I am right now...

Personally, there were lot of "firsts" for me...the first time I went bowling, first time I played pool, first time I shared a room with a total stranger, the first time that I felt totally lost, first time I interacted with people from all kinds of different places, first time I found a close friend in a girl, first time I had a "date" (even though it wasn't a "real" date;-)) and the list goes on...

Most importantly, it was the first time I was truly out of my comfort zone, and I, not only made it through but, thoroughly enjoyed it. The best thing about this journey was that it was so smooth that I didn't even realise when I became comfortable out of my "comfort zone"....
The confidence that I took from this will always stay with me....

Mysore Part1

I just love Mysore (Of course, not as much as I love Pune)!

I visited Mysore again a month or so back and the trip was simply delightful. Mysore is such a small, cozy place, sort of what Pune might have been when I was born.
We walked around the city, to some of the tourist attractions there. It was quite hot and a bit humid too, but it never felt tiring. We took autos and even public buses whenever we felt like. There was absolutely no plan for the trip and may be that's the reason it felt so great...

There were no traffic jams, no honking vehicles and no noisy/ crowded places.
Most importantly, I could find a lot of peaceful time over there, just sitting on the top of Chamundi hill and enjoying the view of Mysore or enjoying the grandness of the palace or admiring the beauty of nature at Ranganthittu bird sanctuary.

My only complaint about the trip was that, my friend got to sit next to a hot girl on the way back... and I didn't! ;-)

Questions

There are 2 incidences which inspired this post. Before I write my thoughts I should write about them.
1. Akshay asked, after a cricket match (Ind V NZ), "How can a side batting second in an ODI win the match by runs, when Duckworth Louis system is applied? It should always be win by wickets..."

2. Chaitanya asked, while watching a kick-boxing match on TV "why are there no points for successfully defending a shot?"

well... both these questions had valid answers, but the questions were, by all means, valid.

So many times in our lives we accept whatever is given/ provided to us, as it is. We don't ask questions. Both the incidences above are related to sports, but I never asked these questions (well, I do follow sports).

There are so many things happening in and around us, which we accept as they are. Mostly, without asking questions and I am not even talking about valid questions, just questions. Does anybody really have to be a genius to question anything?

Well.... I have a question in my mind now, and I ask it here...."Do we really ask questions?"

Now, at least I asked this question. What's yours...???

Me/ We

Something great happened to one of my closest friends this week, something which I wanted to happen to me, for a long time now. When I heard it, the first thought that came to my mind was "I wish this had happened to me" and I felt happy for my friend later.

Isn't it sad that we think about ourselves first and others later, even on occasions like this when the other person is a "friend"? There is just too much "I,me,my,mine" in our minds, isn't it?

I liked an ad that I watched on TV some days back. It said:

Be less discouraged, more determined
Be less distracted, more present
Be less wasteful, more environmental
Be less me, more we...

If"we" could implement this atleast to some extent, the world would be a much better place to live!

Why I started writing blogs

I had reserved this blog name long time ago and had not written anything, or may be I could not. Today (15Apr2009), on the way to office in a bus, I thought of lots of things and then it stuck to me that I could write these in my blog.
I am not an introvert by any means. But I am not good with words, or I am not good at expressing myself. I get a lot of comments that "we don't understand what's going on inside your head". This blog is not aimed at letting everything out, so that people understand what's going on in my head...no... I intend to keep it that way. [I like it that way ;-)] But I wanted to try out something which, I believe, I am not good at. I am not sure if anybody would want to read what I write, but may be that is not important for me.
If I think that I am doing well, I will continue. Else, it would be back to the way it was...
Let's see how it goes....