Sunday, February 15, 2009

25

There is this tag on Facebook about 25 random things or suchlike. Somebody tagged me recently, and since I had nothing better to do (and only need a chance to talk about myself), I made the list. But it turned out to be very personal, so I have decided to put it up here:

I grew up in a small village called Simra. I have lived in many places since, but there is no feeling like going back there. It's home.

When I was 7, I took some money from my father's wallet to buy some gum. My sisters came to know of it and told my father. I tried to pull a stunt refusing to apologise and threatening to leave the house. My father asked me to leave. I went out, circled the neighbourhood and came back crying. Thus ended my all-too-brief career as a rebel.

Blue is my favourite colour. As far as possible, I only wear light blue shirts and dark blue pants.

I hate making slides - the only part of my job I really hate.

Growing up, I had to go to a school in a town far away and it'd take 2 hours each way in a cramped bus. I used to get headaches almost everyday.

I know the entire Hanuman Chalisa by heart.

I plan to name my son Vardhman, and daughter Varsha. I know this is pretty silly.

I like what are called girlie drinks.

Growing up, there were no kids in my neighbourhood. Since it was such a small place, everybody sent their kids to study in the bigger cities. So, I grew up with books. My school library was pretty small - I think I must have read all the books twice by the time I left the place.

My biology teacher died while in labour, when I was 11. After school, the entire class went to the hospital. I saw the body. I still remember the entire thing very vividly.

Unlike most of my friends, I love South Indian food. It is very difficult for me to convince them to go out to a SI restaurant. It'd very easy for me to fall in love and marry a woman if she can make great sambar and curd rice.

I think I sing very well. If people tell me I don't, it's very difficult for me to like them.

I find it very difficult to work under people whom I don't respect intellectually.

In Class XII, in the hostel, there were three of us - we were nicknamed Cutter, Killer, Jahar. I was Jahar - apparently because my jokes could kill or something stupid like that. It was my first group. We are in three different continents now.

When growing up, there were two teachers who heavily influenced me. There was Pasang sir - my class-teacher in 5 and 6, who encouraged me to read. And Sahib Ali sir, my class teacher in 8, 9 and 10, who got me interested in Science. I owe them a lot. I have no clue where they are

When I came to Delhi to get admission in school, I didn't have my board mark-sheets, and so the school wasn't letting me in. I made an impromptu senti speech to the Principal (replete with tears and a litany of my intellectual accomplishments) and it impressed him, and I was admitted. One incident I am really very proud of.

I was robbed a few weeks back and lost my passport. Currently, I am stateless.

I can't understand maps, I don't have a sense of direction, ergo I get lost easily. That's why I don't drive (I paid 2000 rupees for the license). While travelling, I rely on asking people for directions. It works.

I went skiing a few weeks back - go up 20 minutes, come down 2 minutes. Complete waste of time.

I want to enter politics at a certain stage.

I spent the entire morning and afternoon today watching the entire LOTR series (extended edition). I was blown away when I first saw them, but after today I admire them at a completely different level. There is a lot of depth in the series I hadn't noticed before. (This is not strictly about me but I wanted to say this anyway).

I hated Delhi and Delhiites a lot, until one day I realised I had become one of them.

There are three things my mother tells me to do every time we talk - pray regularly, brush twice a day and drink a lot of water. Somehow, I am not able to do any of these.

Something happened (and it' still too personal to talk about) when I was 15 which turned me off organized religion. I am fairly indifferent to the entire religion thing now, don't even think about it much.

I like to think I am interesting, conflicted, different, insidious - the stuff dark characters are made of. But in my heart of hearts I know I am fairly conventional, boring and nice.

3 comments:

Atish said...

interesting :)
one more thing.. i think u do a good job with short sentences.. like this one: "I owe them a lot. I have no clue where they are"

keep writing. u're fun to read.

Wanderer said...

[atish] thanks!

The Eternal Misfit said...

nice read.. been some time since I visited your blog