Great Expectations……….

Too many expectations always cause problems. And remember you don't always get what you expect. Having expectations from our close counterparts is quite common and I am even not an exception in this regard. I am not sure whether my expectations are genuine or not. But as far as expectations are concerned, I am sure no one has a control over it.

Having a number of expectations from others such as friends, siblings, parents, colleagues and others is not something new for me. I have been brought up that way. Having great expectations sounds great however when the expectation is unfulfilled, I become disappointed. This is a common problem for many.

For example say, if I expect you to do a thing in a certain way and the concerned person doesn't show up that way for me, I will most likely be disappointed. Another disappointing thing about expectations is that they often do not come true. Most of the time, a person is not aware of the expectations one is having from him or her. Expectations are in the eye of the beholder. Can you see the problem?

Never give yourself away in any type of relationship. By "give yourself away," I mean making sacrifices that conflict with what you need from out of that relationship. Never sacrifice your own personal integrity with regard to getting your needs met. The healthier image you have of yourself, the less likely this will occur.

Needs must be communicated and that too in a direct mode. Expectations are rarely ever communicated. Once you make the other people realize your expectations, things can be better in life. I think this is the only way to have healthy relationships.

In my opinion, unfulfilled expectations always cause problems. Try this: "No expectations, fewer disappointments!" It's that simple. Not easy. Simple.

Friends

I am not good at writing poems but at times I try to be poetic.......This particular poem is for my friends who complete my life in a lot many ways...

Friends
 
One day when you feel alone or whenever you miss me
Remember I’m at the end of a phone
Just give a call and I will be there beside you always
I love you loads
And that must show
I want to let the entire world to know
I have a friend that is you
I love you for all you do
And love and care I have experienced from you
Bearing all my tantrums when I was going through
Some of the toughest days of my life
You helped me through anger,
you've chased away fears.
You held me through sadness,  
Telling me you care for me and I even mean a lot to you
Sharing all small and big, sad and happy moments
Have helped in getting some of the best days in my life
Thank you friend you mean a lot to me
Maybe now I will get to realize
How much you mean to me

Its Time to Move Forward

As time moves on, we meet new people and get acquainted to a new environment. Looking back at the road, I realize there are so many things that I am habituated to and without them life becomes meaningless. I remember that April of 2008, when I joined a new company and now here after two whole years it is time to bid goodbye. But in this whole excitement, there is something that is holding me back.

These two years working in the same company establishes foundation for my future, here I learned a lot, have made some life long friend and of course have spend some of the best days of my life. However, I'm always by my self, trying to spread happiness everywhere. Even though I am happy for myself, I cannot help from recalling the past, the good and bad memories, the fun moments, memories that can be cherished life long.

Regardless of everything, I have made up my mind and its time to leave. In my heart, everything around me seems tormenting, it's such a dilemma, struggles and tears blew my mind to stick to my decision. However, I ironically try to trust my instincts and believe that future will be good.

I just realized how important it is to be happy!

A Typical Weekend............

Just getting ready for the weekend.........and lots of plans have been chalked out. On Friday, you feel refreshed and excited as there are so many things to think of apart from office work. The good thing is I don't have to wake up with noisy sound of my alarm clock. I can sleep luxuriously on Saturdays and Sundays.

At least I need 3 to 4 hours to clean my room, wash clothes and cook something nice. After that the whole time is dedicated to my friends. I can spend hours with them without getting bored. But now I just wish the resplendent sun give ways to clouds so that the weather becomes pleasant for a great outing. The scorching heat of the sun spoils the mood. In this way winter days were better...at least the weather used to be more pleasant.

One thing that I look forward to during weekends is going out with my friends. The reason can be anything...just to hang out, shopping venture or trying some new junk food. Speaking of junk foods, I must say that Delhi is blessed with all types of junk foods that one can think of. My favorite one is “'golgappas'. It almost salivates every tongue and I bet anyone would find it irresistible. Street side delicacies such as chats, tikkis, nimbu pani, kulfi, roll, and so on over the years have attained acceptance and popularity without losing its sheen. After paying obeisance to hygiene, people just keep on enjoying one junk food delicacy after another. Some prefer spicy ones while others don't, yet the love for these junk foods is perhaps irrepressible.

Even if you try to make these junk foods at home, it will never taste like one that you can get from the market. Taste can never be substituted but still the joy in making a dish for your loved ones gives immense pleasure. Well, I hope this weekend brings some good memories to cherish.

Life In a Metro City

Conversations with my mother invariably end with the questions, "How long will you be in Delhi?" or “When are you planning to return to Assam?”. The worry in her voice makes me feel as if people here are holding me at gunpoint or someone is going to kidnap me. Since I have been away from my family for quite some years, the question comes up regularly from my mother. She feels I am living a very “LONELY” life here and the life in Guwahati is better for me.

Life in Assam and Guwahati cannot be compared at all. While back home, life is very slow and peaceful, here is Delhi there is always a rush to meet one task or other. Life in Delhi is recognized by its skyscrapers, famous tourist spots, monuments, India Gate, means of communication, shopping malls, the dress sense of the people and the various facilities it provides for entertainment and recreation. But life in a Delhi is hectic.

There is hustle- bustle everywhere, right from the early hours of the morning till late into the night. I find myself always on my toes completing one task and moving towards the other. Life here is so busy........ that I barely have time left to think about other things. Well, the pressure is reduced by the comforts and luxuries that can be found only in Delhi. And some lovely friends are there in the company of whom, time passes away like the way ice-cream melts under the sun. To say, I am privileged with technology, modernization, open-thinking, etc that did not exist in my life few years ago. Delhi has given me space and a feeling of freedom that is hard to describe. I got to know myself in a better way.

Delhi has many charms of its own, though there are some drawbacks too. But today, I just want to focus on the good things only. Even I love my hometown a lot, I still prefer to live to live in a city because it offers me the opportunities to fulfill my wishes and make my dreams come true.

My Hometown ----Its Heaven For Me

Well, today I was talking to one of my friends and we started naming things from our hometown. That got me thinking about some of the beautiful things that I miss from my hometown “Guwahati”. I often look back to the days of my growing up period........... all those many years ago. The first thing that strikes my mind about my hometown is the peaceful serenity that can be felt in every nook and corner of the city. It is a land where you find flowers that are exquisitely beautiful, animals that are rare, and people from different communities who are friendly, hospitable and ready to help. People here appreciate cleanliness and you can feel it in every part of the city.

Here nature is at its best.....the hills, trees, flowers, flowing rivers, the streams, tea gardens, coconut trees, long rainy season, small houses, muddy roads......and so on. But what I really miss the most, are the different food items which are not that good in Delhi. I would like to list down a few of them like the juicy momos with crystal clear soup, rolls, pitha, nadu, pan cakes and the list goes on.

I still crave for the many great friends and memories that we shared in the quaint and close knit community. It's funny how some people come into your life and just as quickly, they leave. And yet, they don't go without giving you something in return; a lesson learned, a talent achieved, a memory of sweetness. There are so many of such people there in my hometown whom I still want to meet but never get the time.

I really miss Guwahati. It is obvious because I have spent great many beautiful years of my life there.

Missing Rainy Days.............

Today, when I called up my father at home, he sounded a bit frustrated. The reason being the rainy days which has been happening for the last one week. Needless to say it didn't make me happy...as here in Delhi I wish the weather would have been the same. Making a grumpy face and cursing the hot weather of Delhi, I started for the day.

Memories of rainy days of my childhood are close to my heart. Rain in Assam means heavy downpour, hailstorm, water drenched roads, and a pleasant temperature. Rain reminds me of so many things especially of the hailstorms. When I was small, I used to collect hailstorms whenever there used to be one. It was sheer excitement for me and my younger sisters to collect and play with them. We used to collect those and throw at each other and simply loves the way it used to melt down in our small hands. My mother never used to stop us and today I realize how much fun it was. Well, how can I forget the hot delicacies that my mother used to prepare only during the rainy days. One of my favorites were the hot “PAKODAS”.

Nowadays I look forward for a day when I can open the window to feel a few drops of rain on my hand. Or can go in the market with my best friend under one single umbrella, quarreling half the time to prevent our self from getting drenched. And those colorful and stylish umbrellas.........which you simply can't find in the whole of Delhi. Every year, I used to buy a new umbrella in a more vibrant color and more stylish then the current one.

I really wonder if I will still enjoy the rainy days, but my love for rain has surely undergone a change.