My First Blog

This is my first blog, have been reading a lot of blogs recently, of friends, of people un-known, on various topics ranging politics and history to business, economics and travel (my fav subjects). I wanted to start blogging much earlier, the hesitation of what to write haunted me. Can I really write what I feel deep within me, will it be not too much of revelation abt myself in the public domain..all these have been in my mind from some time. Also not to forget these days I have a lot of time, for myself, doing practically nothing..work life is dull and no movement (i am not used to doing nothing at work), personal life is stagnant..so reading a lot, seeing a lot of movies on TV and online...so I do have ample time to spare..Today I gave up my faltering and decided to pen down, thinking that if I can create something called Diary of Myself...
I am reminded of the first chapter of David Copperfield, where he starts to write about his childhood, his memories abt himself, in my blogs I intend to write something abt myself, my childhood..from time to time, the various changes that I have gone thru...the different ups and downs..how beautiful life has been till now!
Well to begin with, who am I? A particle of energy as philosophy defines, trying to write my first blog? Perhaps yes, one particle from the billions of particles that are on this mother earth or Universe, doing million different things right now at this moment.
I was born in Allahabad, a nice small town in the state of Uttar Pradesh. Often sitting in bangalore I think about it, wish Allahabad was prosperous and had many opportunites as cities in Deccan Plateau have..I would have never left and come here to this alien land which is also a part of my country but culturally so very different. I spent a lot of my childhood in the holy town of Allahabad, but my schooling was geographically spread..Jaipur, Delhi, Dhaka, Calcutta and then 10th & 12th from Allahabad. I have studied in 8 different schools..i graduated from Allahabad university with Science, a subject that I have not at all pursued after my graduation, I did study topics like thermodynamics and theory of relativity and those complicated theroms of mathematics and those loathsome formulaes of chemical compounds...but ask me to prove a Pythagoras theorm right now I will draw a blank slate! I still donot now why is it taught in every Indian school at a young age of of 15 years how to make iron from iron ore and all various chemical reactions of coke, when only people working in blast furnace actually need to know.
Well, I am also a Bengali, a probashi Bong, a Baidya Bong (supposedly a matter of great pride), who knows how to manage talking in "kaam chalao" Bong...who has not read a Tagore or sarat chatterji in the bengali language, who somehow has not been able to tolerate those philosophical rabindra sangeet more than 5 mins..or those kazi nazruls or shyama sangeets have hardly made any sense..my best of friends say I am a Pseudo Bong, not that I am proud of it, but it hardly matters..I have met many bongs in my life, who are born & brought up in kolkata and have not read or appreciated a Tagore ever. And what shocks me - these guys turn around and laugh at me and scorn my knowledge...atleast I have read all the possible premchands in his language.
I have completed almost 8 and half years of work life, which I have enjoyed a lot, and loved them..its a different matter that right now for the last four months, I am hating it. I had wonderful colleagues, amazing bosses, and challenging projects, which made me go places and learn so many things..

Well need to go now, my stomach is grinding, reminding me that it needs some doses of carbohydrates and protiens..(chemistry again ?? aggghh in mumma bhai's language.."chemical locha hain sala")
Will get back again...