A day in my life....

Yeah until yesterday i used to think it is the same word in english, meaning an automatic rickshaw( a three wheeled public transport vehicle). But in my attempts to use public transport(esp. in a city where its almost a low profile act) i discovered how rickshaw and auto are two different things. Rickshaw in chandigarh ( or perhaps the north india) means a human pulled rickshaw. However the Auto means the engine powered 3 wheeler. What struck me is not just that they are two terms and mean two different things, but how language in the end modifies to serve its core purpose, i.e. communication. Perhaps thats how new languages take birth. I see the empowerment of usability or purposefulness over the aesthetics of a language.

...as the cube of butter melts on the hot stuffed paratha ...i dissolve in the greens of chandigarh...Yes here i am in the city beautiful "Chandigarh" a place i never imagined i'd be working in. And yes top it with a job in a company that makes browsers internationally, and add the garnish of freedom....what more can i ask in life.. My thoughts and actions have taken me all along India...and now for the first time i will work in the North, close to the Himalayas. With most hill stations at 3-5 hrs distance and weekends off. I am all game for a new beginning i guess. I remember sitting at the station in Japan and penning down my thoughts in the mysterious country,but never thought that i would end up in a place in India similarly.On Saturday as i sat in one of the gardens relaxed alone, and yet not really lonely...feeling the air around. With spaces and a cool climate...it was a natural flow of words describing expressing the inner feelings of my mysterious self.. Yes its ...