The Public Diary

With the onset of winters, I realised it again that how difficult I find surviving in them. But this time, I am feeling relatively less of the chills. Or to say, in other words, you feel less of it when you are busy and not at home.   The last ‘weekend’ when I was at home I felt that suddenly the intensity of the winters has increased but just the next day I got back to work I was on my old mode of being less affected by the chills. One reason for it can be that when I get out of the cosy home, I get completely packed into clothes, adding more and more layers whereas when I’m at home I don’t take pains of getting ready and decked up leave alone the efforts of getting packed. What more is that this time I’m travelling so much in this ‘foggy’ weather that it gives the feeling of worsened eyesight to the extent that one can’t see things a bit which are otherwise just a few miles away. And I just got appreciated for undertaking this brave task of doing up down in s

Warning: This post is not going to have any one specific topic, but is in bits and parts relating to different things, hence the title. I wonder how many times I’m gonna apologise for the delay that I make in publishing these blog posts, for the long gaps in between. It’s like when you near 100 scores, you get nervous and start to make conscious moves, just that in my case I’m not even close to 100 but 75 only. (Smart way to remind that 75 posts milestone is not too far now.) Even I’m perplexed if all these are just my excuses or life is not really being kind enough to spare me some time to pour down my experiences, thoughts and other crappy stuff. Just coming out of a Punjabi Wedding, I want to clear that generally, Punjabis are such that they are so proud of them being Punjabis; oozing Punjabiyat out of each inch. But there I was, leaving no doubts in other’s minds that I’m a Non-Punjabi; Speaking in so good Hindi, not adding Punjabi touch to my sentences or words.