The glimpse of things to come
America. The States. USA. The US of A, and what not...all the same.
This place has a strange effect on people. People you thought would help you in simplifying things go about complicating them. Fellow country mates, who are supposedly a coterie of help-out-each-other people, confront you with a brazen new-found aggression which leaves you pondering. Pondering, when will the so called typical Indian within us all die and when will the brash and confronting new life take over.
New life. Yes thats what we are all going through. My so-called close friend at INI wanted his 'other' group partners to convey to me their inability to accomodate me in their group. Maybe he does not want me to get hurt, maybe he is conscience of his image on refusing, but surely he is part of the nays. Who came to the rescue? Two American friends I met up at a Halloween party, with whom I shall work on the last portion of Embedded Systems.
Halloween Parties. Or rather any American party. I was one of the three people representing my part of the world in one of them. There are 26 Indians out of 49 in my batch, but I find no answer why more of them did not turn up. Ask them, they wanted to come for sure, but did not. Thats why I refer to them as a coterie.
America. The boiling pot. It makes all of us the same. But maybe its my expectations from people which leads me down again and again. And its my ability to jump right back which inspires me to question people, to unserstand their point and finally to accept them as they are for sure. But I do make a strong effort to scrutinize.
All of this said and done, standing at the threshold of a hopefully beautiful and successful professional career, I am amazed by this country and its people. More so, I am looking at India with a perspective. Its so good to know how much we can achieve and will in the not so distant future.
Am I sounding too critical? Maybe. Am I disillusioned? No. Am I saying I did not expect bad things to happen? No, but I prefer penning them down so that I remember and learn from them.
This place has a strange effect on people. People you thought would help you in simplifying things go about complicating them. Fellow country mates, who are supposedly a coterie of help-out-each-other people, confront you with a brazen new-found aggression which leaves you pondering. Pondering, when will the so called typical Indian within us all die and when will the brash and confronting new life take over.
New life. Yes thats what we are all going through. My so-called close friend at INI wanted his 'other' group partners to convey to me their inability to accomodate me in their group. Maybe he does not want me to get hurt, maybe he is conscience of his image on refusing, but surely he is part of the nays. Who came to the rescue? Two American friends I met up at a Halloween party, with whom I shall work on the last portion of Embedded Systems.
Halloween Parties. Or rather any American party. I was one of the three people representing my part of the world in one of them. There are 26 Indians out of 49 in my batch, but I find no answer why more of them did not turn up. Ask them, they wanted to come for sure, but did not. Thats why I refer to them as a coterie.
America. The boiling pot. It makes all of us the same. But maybe its my expectations from people which leads me down again and again. And its my ability to jump right back which inspires me to question people, to unserstand their point and finally to accept them as they are for sure. But I do make a strong effort to scrutinize.
All of this said and done, standing at the threshold of a hopefully beautiful and successful professional career, I am amazed by this country and its people. More so, I am looking at India with a perspective. Its so good to know how much we can achieve and will in the not so distant future.
Am I sounding too critical? Maybe. Am I disillusioned? No. Am I saying I did not expect bad things to happen? No, but I prefer penning them down so that I remember and learn from them.
posted by Ujjwal at 11/13/2005 07:46:00 PM
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