Posted by Sreejan on July 7, 2008
A sports bonanza…Silverstone Grand Prix, Asia Cup finals and the Wimbledon finals…what else would you wish on a Sunday afternoon? The Grand Prix saw Hamilton making a come back in a grand style and Ferraris barely managing to win a few points, India faltering in yet another final…but Nadal living up to the expectations. It was an epic Wimbledon final and after the disappointing performance by both the Indian cricket team and the Ferraris, it was wonderful to watch Nadal crushing Federer for good…
And for those who missed out on the match. Make sure you watch the repeat telecast, for it would go down as one of the most famous battles in the history of Wimbledon and that of Tennis…
What does the fortune teller foretells? Are things changing finally?
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Posted by Sreejan on July 6, 2008
Aeons have passed, and despite so many complaints and requests from few people who actually read my blog (not many are aware that I do have a blog…yeah, I am an epitome of modesty), I have been letting them down for long. So lemme just take stock of what I have been doing…
Singapura: Slogged and slogged…averaging around 18 hours a day (phew!). And not surprisingly, I did like the work. It was engrossing at times. And for the rest of the time, well! I just had to do it. And yeah! Singapura was fun. Motu & I explored all the exquisite cuisines Singapura had to offer, well almost all. Crabs, lobsters, cheesecakes…! And Gajodhar was a discovery…
Amritsar to Godda: 36 hours long train journey with mom, dad, didi and Archu. Spent hours and hours talking to di about how she plans to reform the education system of Bihar. She is some inspiration. She amazes me with her confidence in everything she does. And yet! I can feel the sadness beneath the surface which brings out the vulnerability in her eyes.
Archu was a revelation. The fear of sleeping on the top most berth still haunts him and yet he has matured in more ways than one. The PSP would have kept him engaged for all 36 hours, had it not been for the Indian Railways. For once we were thankful that not all trains provide facilities to charge portable devices. He was made to study a bit though, which obviously did not leave him very happy.
And the memories which hit me like a gust of wind. While lying down, I went through all of them, frame by frame, and was engulfed once again in loneliness.
Home: The house looks prettier now. Choti has done some amazing work with the living room and mom couldn’t resist the temptation of showing me around the moment I entered the house. But the room on the top floor (it’s supposed to be my room) looks lonely, with dull coloured sheets covering everything in the room. Would I ever stay in that room?
Spent considerable amount of time exploring the four (yes four it is) terraces, giving ideas to mom as to how can she convert one of them to a bar. She was furious; nevertheless she agreed to add at least a shed to one of the terraces, with sitting arrangements.
With Sarah: Wonderful! Would I be able to relive the times again? I wonder…
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