So, if you wonder what is so special about this day, apart from the fact that it is the Republic Day of India, that I religiously try to write a post about this day every year – then let me clear a few doubts this ‘Chabbi Janvary’. ‘Chabbi janvary’ is how we pronounce ‘26 January’ in Punjabi. The first time I wrote the ‘Aa gayi Chabbi Janvary’ post (in 2006), it was just a post with a title which I thought sounded funny when written- it’s ok, now even I know that it aint funny. The second Year – well, I somehow just remembered that I had written a post at this time of the year, in the previous year – so, I titled it ‘Aa Gayi Chabbi Janvary firse’ (It’s 26 January again). The third year, I forgot to write on this day. I again remembered it in 2009, and titled the post as ‘Aa Gayi Chabbi janavary … is baar 2 saal baad’ (i.e. after 2 years). In 2010, I had again forgotten, but Amitesh reminded me of writing it .. only then it struck me that, people actually remember that I write a...
*Rant Alert* The traffic of Delhi-Gurgaon is a great teacher. It teaches you so many things in such a short span of time that at the end of your journey from Home to Office you are a lot more humbled. It teaches you to be thankful, it teaches you the importance of short memory and many other things. When you start from home at 7:15 in the morning, the pleasant weather and light rain gives you the great energy you would need to start your day on a happy note. And, then suddenly you find a malfunctioning Traffic Signal which is turning green for just 30 sec resulting in 15 min stoppages where it should ideally be just 2 to 3 minutes. You realize, it’s never wise to count your chickens before they hatch. A little further down the way, there is a caring father who stops his car on the right most side of the road – next to the road partition. He leisurely stops the car, waits for his son to get out with his bag and water bottle and go to school on the other side of the road – ...
Just imagine, you meet/call some friend whom you have not talked to in a few months – and somewhere in the conversation, when the ‘ Aur suna? ’ moment arrives, instead of asking ‘ Aur Suna? ’ he asks you – ‘ Aur shaadi kab kar raha hai? ’ (When are you getting married?). Yeah, that’s when you realize, the time has probably arrived to bite the bullet and take the plunge. P.S. – Yes, this is as close you get to how an anti-climax would be for this post. The idea was not to end it this way, but as always I decided to play/write safe :-/ Sometimes, weird thoughts do come to your mind about how things would be when you finally do get married. I can’t take responsibility of myself, how can I even think of marrying someone and take her responsibility as well? But, then I think about it – I also used to wonder “Why would anyone ever pay me to work for them?” when I was in college. The thing that worries me the most about getting married late is, that all my friends would be...
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