Up Up and Above....

After a series of unexpected mishaps for a few months, I am back to the blogosphere brimming with anticipation and jitters on what an MS in the US of A will have to offer or rather what I would be able to make out of it, in a month from now. For the first time in life I would say, pursuing an MS was an independant decision I took to satisfy not anybody else but me. All through life I have been happy with letting my parents make my decisions for me. I was always sure about what I didnt want, but never clear about what exactly I did want. My engineering, marraige to Nish, everything was decided upon by mom and dad. I was only firm about my No's but never about a yes. Not that any of these were forced upon me. My parents would never do that to me, niether am I the kind of person to succumb to such force. Lets just say life in India has limited options when it comes to things such as these. Every one is quite content with playing safe and I too was willing to join the band wagon when it came to both my education and marraige. Now the decision of masters is simply to satiate my yearning of doing something worth while, more importantly having a career that would really mean something to me and also to put an end to my long term idling and restlessness, though financially it is an expensive affair. I feel its time to spread my wings out and fly, far above. To not feel burdened by what people think would be 'becoming of me' but rather do what I feel I should be doing.

Coming to other things, I saw a movie 'Amu' by writer director Shonali Bose just recently. Being a huge fan of parallel cinema and also of Konkana Sen Sharma, I pounced on it when I spotted it in the CD shop. The movie is about Kaju, an NRI who comes to Delhi and to her relatives to trace back her roots and to find the truth about her parents, her adopted mother being not very forth coming with details, to find that her mom had eluded her for her own good, that her actual family was one of the many victims of the terror that reigned during the few days and nights of the anti-sikh riots of 1984 following Indhira Gandhi's assasination. I have heard about the anti-sikh agitation that followed Indhira Gandhi's death but this movie made me look up further into the topic to find that this riot destroyed thousands of sikh families and was one of the most violent massacres in the history of post independant India, serious enough to make it a potential genocide. Am waiting to discuss the issue with history buffs like my dad to look at it from all possible perspectives.