Introspection

As I near the one year birthday of one of the momentous happenings of my life - my wedding .... I can't help but think that this year has simultaneously brought some of the best and some of the worst, some of the happiest and some of the most downhill, some of the most enlifting and some of the most humiliating moments of my life. And as the itouch borrowed from Joy spins out songs from the Bengali movie Antaheen (endless wait ...) , I sit and reflect on what made 2009 ....... 2009 :) (apart from copying Dickens' opening lines of Tale of two cities.)

After trying for a year, and going back and forth and forth and back, I have finally taken the decision, and things have worked out in favor of moving to a new team....today. Oddly enough, I feel relieved and depressed at the same time. Heaven knows that I have been over many mountains in this team, spewn a lot of my work related stress on my home and yet .........it is an association of 2 years and almost (but not quite) 7 months and I feel sorry I have to leave. I had joined my company on 21st May, my birthday. And I would like to move to the new team on Dec 21st - makes book-keeping really easy. :) Maybe I am the good kind of scared about whether this is the right decision about my career, my life at this point. I will always wonder if I made even a tiny impact on this team though.

This year we started in Paris and we will probably end at home in Seattle. But in between we have seen a bit of paradise - the glaciers and ice-bergs of Jasper, hiked miles till we felt we would drop, drunk an amazing blend of tea at a tea-house at an elevation of 3500m (?), watched sound of music in a live backdrop, eaten hot fish and chips from Ivar's, walked hand in hand through our favorite Farmer's market, taken the Paradise trail and enjoyed wildflowers in their glory, visited endless relatives and eaten luchi and begun bhaja at a surprising rate and never got bored of it, enjoyed the company of everyone closest to me being at home at the same time .... and then lost my dog to leave behind - forever - an empty spot and my now incomplete family, renounced social contact to lose ourselves in each other, regained friends when we returned to reality, fought and cried as we adjusted to the newness of marriage and frustrations, smiled and joked, laughed and played, loved, lost, won, and....... lived. Makes you smile doesn't it. :)


( Add to that the surprising small pleasures of life - like picking up the book you placed on hold from the library only to find that a second book that you had wanted is also available - I guess this will relate to only the book-lovers out there. )

I'll end with the lyrics of the song I am listening to..... (since I replay it over and over, I usually have the capability to drive anyone in my near vicinity - nuts - in a very short time :)). These are in Bengali -

Ferari mon

Alo alo rong jamkalo chand dhuye jai…
Chena sona mukh janasona hat chhuye jai..
Fire fire fire ghum ghire ghire gaan rekhe jai…
Kichhu michhu rat pichhu pichu tan deke jai…

Ajo ache gopon….
Ferari mon…
beje gechhe kakhon….
Se telephone…

Chena sona mukh janasona hat rekhe jai..
Fire fire fire ghum ghire ghire gaan deke jai…

Ajo ache gopon….
Ferari mon…
beje gechhe kokhon….
Se telephone…

Choto choto din alaper rongin ..
Nurir moton..
Chhoto chhoto raat
Chena mou tar ..
Polisher bon..

Ahaaa aaaa haa

Agochhalo ghor..
Khorkuto moy
Chilekotha kon..

Ahaaaaaaaaa
aha haa

Choto choto din alaper rongin ..
Nurir moton..
Chhoto chhoto raat
Chena mou tar ..
Polisher bon..

Agochhalo ghor..
Khorkuto moy
Chilekotha kon..

Kotha chhilo hete jabooo chhayaapoth….


Ummm hhhh hhh
Ferari mon…
Beje gechhe kokhon….
Se telephone…



Kichhu michhu rat pichhu pichu tan obikol...
Alo alo rong jamkalo chand jholmol…

Ajo ache gopon….
Ferari mon…
Beje gechhe kokhon….
Se telephone…



Guro guro nil rong pencil jochhonar jol..
Jhuro jhuro kanch agun chhoyach dhekechhe anchal…
Footpat e vir jahajer dak phire chole jai..

ahahahaaaaaaaaaaaaaa


Guro guro nil rong pencil jochhonar jol..
Jhuro jhuro kanch agun chhoyach dhekechhe anchal…
Footpat e vir jahajer dak phire chole jai..


Kotha chhilo hete jabo chhayapoth………

Ajo ache gopon….
Ferari mon…
Beje gechhe kokhon….
Se telephone…

Alo alo rong jamkalo chand dhuye jai…
Chena sona mukh janasona hat chhuye jai..

Ajo ache gopon….
Ferari mon…
Beje gechhe kokhon….
Se telephone…