Wednesday, March 25, 2015

Rishikesh: There still are stars out there #together

I had never imagined I would be brave enough to jump into a fast flowing river for the sake of adventure. I didn’t know I would enjoy adventure so much.

Things hadn’t been very well back in Delhi for me since a few months and I hadn’t realised that a vacation with a set of people I could trust, would help me out- Out of my long predicaments, out of my pessimistic thoughts about myself.



It was the summer of 2011- The end of my first year at college. Along with three seniors, I was out for a short adventure trip at one of the camps several kilometres upstream from Rishikesh.

Tuesday, March 10, 2015

The Story of My Moving to Delhi and Why I Never Talked About It

When on the morning of June 12th, 2008 I stepped down from the Bhubaneswar Rajdhani Express on Platform #16 of New Delhi Railway Station, I had no clue that I was going to make this city my home for at least the next 7 years. This is the story of how and why I moved to Delhi, what happened in the initial two years here, why I have never spoken about it before to anyone, beyond a certain point and why this is a story too close to my heart.

A day after reaching Delhi, my first blog entry came up. This was going to be an interesting journey but I had no clue right then.

So moving to Delhi had been in plans for almost a year. I was aiming for that 95% in the Boards and getting admission at DPS RK Puram. It had become my dream school. Eventually, I didn’t breach the 95% target and lost the DPS RKP seat by the difference of half a mark (and combination of a variety of other factors including my subject choice of Computers and requirement of a hostel) and got admitted to another school. It was my Uncle and Aunt taking care of everything, while my parents were 2000 kilometres away handling a deeper crisis. Probably it was only because of this ‘crisis’ that my stay in Delhi materialised.

Thursday, March 05, 2015

A Standing Ovation- Thank You! #LookUp

Life has its way of bringing us back on track at moments when we most require it and at ones when we least expect it.

As the film began, I sat with my fingers crossed, eyes on the screen and ears on the reaction of the audience. I wanted to see what they liked and what they didn’t. I wanted to see which moments in the film worked, which generated the maximum applause and which ones got the ‘boos’. I wanted to check if my thoughts matched with that of other people. I didn’t expect for one moment the reaction I was going to get at the end of the screening.

September 2014: It had been over a year since I completed the documentary. It was my graduation final project. People who had seen the film (and that included only a few friends and family members) had appreciated my effort. Ít’s an amazing story, everyone would say. I wasn’t personally very happy with it. I thought it was a mediocre film.

I re-edited the film a few months ago and decided that I was ready to send it to a few student film festivals around the country. The film was screened at two festivals, first one of which was here in Delhi. Due to my class schedules, I was unable to attend the screenings. Now here I was, months later, the third official screening of my film at a festival and the first time that I was witnessing it.

Wednesday, March 04, 2015

The Psychological thing about Online Order Deliveries

This post got featured in the Spicy Saturday Picks on Blogadda.

“How can you be sitting so calm?” my cousin asked.

I paused the TV episode on my laptop and looked up at him questioningly.

“When I have to wait for my order to be delivered, I am so troubled!”

I laughed.


“Yeah, it’s like the moon grows a little bigger on those days,” he said excitedly.

I couldn’t decipher what that could mean, but it surely was something to be laughed of.

I should have told him something on the lines of “When you grow up, things like these wouldn’t matter that much to you”, because that would probably have been the ideal elder-brotherly thing to say.

But I ended up saying what was actually in my thought: “It’s been a storm inside my head since that order was placed 10 days ago!”
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