Who am I ?

A tough question, as I think we all live to discover who we are and what we want from this journey called life. But comparatively easier one, and one which I could better vouch for is "Who I want to be, and what values I adheres to". I suppose my ethos and core values can be put in
1. I believe in that you can not guarantee if you are going to be rich nor healthy nor famous, but you can guarantee that you can be a nice person
2. I believe the only way to avoid the "pitfalls of maturity" is by expanding you mind and be always open to experiences.
And to certain degree life has been kind in getting all this, to a certain degree. I like travelling and have lived in many parts of "Pole apart" countries USA and India (joined by a common democracy and multiculturalism but divided by divergent cultures and sociological thinking). And have savoured the rich ethos of both the places.
And two interest I have. Meet people so as abut the experiences and see the world through some else glasses, for a moement live someones' live.
And surely music. Emotion and music so interweaves that it can excite any emotions. Scientific it is one of most powerful means of exciting the left part of brainssicahe more abstract like Western or Indian classical or Pink Floyd the better. And on the other side vicariously with high degree of identification with moments in ones lives in songs of Bob Dylan or Anjan Dutt, Elton John or Gulzar, John Denver or Rabindra Sangeet, Billy Joel or Naushad, U2 or AR Rahman, Guns N' Roses or RD Burman, Carpenter or Ghalib, Tchosoisky or Ravi Shankar, BOb Marley or Baul Sangeet. I can go on but in a word nothing captures the most human aspect of me, ie emotions than music, and I have been so forunate of being able to experince so many good forms from different places.


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Well I do not want to go on and on and on, but if you find it querked your imagination.. email me...

Wandering of a vagabound

Date: 1/15/07
Writing from a foldable bed, my bed for two and half year, which best captures my state of transience. And my stay in US for last four odd years has seen me change fifteen address ( it also surprised me, I thought the count would have been few less). But the good thing is somehow I am getting comfortable with this constant state of movement.

But with the though comes a more poignant thought of more important mental search for a place I could really call home. A search that started early and though when younger I still relish the urge to see the world, and after seen a bit of it, I look at that adolescent desire in different light. But more importantly how my shifting place which I could call home has decided my desire for trying to stay there, though so far with not much luck. Maybe a big reason of my resignation with Vagaboundness of my life

It all started early. Growing up as a non Bengali in a Bengali neighbour hood. And thought to certian degree I also considered myself a Bengali especially culturally and intellectually but a subtle rejection by localities brought an uncomfortable alienation. The trips to UP, filled the void. And I still remember how I wanted to study in Delhi to feel at home. But I never mentally felt at home at UP, in a more rustic ethos of the place.

But instead of studying in Delhi I landed in Goa, the start of travelling life. And suddenly the home I never felt highly comfortable soon became so important, maybe because of home-sick that was inseperable part of distancing my place. And missing of every Durga Puja added the chagrin of how much I liked those old days and wished I was home during Pujas, Diwali.

And after my first Masters though I tried a lot of Comanies, and as always being a cliff jumpers, I asked so many companies, but none wanted to travel so far... So stayed in Goa minus good freinds in Pune...

Then try to change job Pune, hearing how batchmates were having so much fun... With all great freinds there and I alaone here, and minus binge drinking felt I wanted to be someplace else.

And I finally got a job, but maybe few months late, or should I say whenever I wated somethign I did not get it, but I got it when I did not need it..