India has lost its first superstar, Rajesh Khanna. Well, i was born way past the era of Rajesh Khanna's stardom. So it was only after his death that I came to know of the term "First superstar" associated with him. I read some articles about his life and only then I realized the ardor of his stardom. He had been leading a lonely life for the past ten years. Upon his death, he was all over the new channels, newspapers, radio stations, television shows, etc. Isn't it weird?? The person who spent so many years of his life waiting to be remembered again, had the world crying and praying for him after his death. Why does a person have to die to be remembered again?? I mean look at me, I have never ever mentioned Rajesh Khanna in any of my posts, but today I am writing an RIP post for him because he is no more. People say he could never really get over the grief of losing his stardom. Well, I have hardly watched his movies, but I really love some evergreen songs that were picturised on him. Some of my favourites are O mere dil ke chain, mere sapno ki raani, zindagi ek safar and pyaar deewana hota hai. May his soul rest in peace...
Recently we celebrated the 25 years of the company I am working with. It was a lively evening with nice cultural events(by the employees) and some fun activities. Even I was one of the participants. People had mixed views regarding the performances. What surprised me was, some people(non-participants offcourse) made mockery of some performers "claiming" they were not up to the mark. Well, being on stage, before a big audience requires talent as well as guts. People who shy away from participation, so easily "mark" other performers as good or bad with their (not so) expert views. I came across some such nerds at my workplace, and hence couldn't stop myself from letting out my anger!!
Anyways, I got a chance to perform with some really talented colleagues of mine. Leaving you with the video of my instrumental performance. Do check it out!!
As a student, I was quite reserved. Academically I was an above average student, however I hardly participated in classroom discussions. At times I used to have questions in my mind. But, out of hesitation I used to stay quiet. In a way, I was glossophobic. During my college life, I managed to overcome the fear of speaking. I still remained reserved though. However, this time the reason for my reserved nature was not glossophobia but something else. Currently I am working as an R&D engineer in an MNC. Sometimes we go for tea/coffee breaks in a group of four-five people. Generally, I am the most quiet or least speaking person. Rather than speaking or putting forward my opinions, I prefer listening to the thoughts and opinions of other people. I do not doubt my speaking skills at all. However, at times I refrain from speaking much so as to hide a part of me from the people around me. I take time to open up to new people and cannot reveal my true self until and unless there is a level of comfort with the other person.
Due to all the reasons mentioned above, I feel being silent or less talkative has become a part of my personality(not applicable when I am with my close friends, cousins or family). Hence, being quiet comes easy to me. Moreover, it has enabled me to become a good listener. Some of my close friends are my complete opposites. There are times when they do all the talking and I just listen without getting bored. So for me, interrupting the other person is completely out of question. Also, I feel two people share a good relation if they can sit together silently, without finding the silence awkward. Silence is important for thought process and introspection. Understanding and respecting silence is equally important as well.
P.S. I think "Talking is an art" would be a useful post for me as I feel I have already mastered the art of keeping quiet!!
Once again I have been nominated by Uma for the lovely and inspiring blog award!! I feel it's an interesting process where bloggers nominate each other, thus supporting and motivating each other. Thank you so much Uma. I'll always try my best to come up with interesting posts to keep up the quality of my blog.
As per the rules, I have to write seven random facts about myself. I had done that earlier when I was nominated for the versatile blogger award. This time I have to write seven new facts. So here they are:
1. I really like reading and writing poetry. Moreover, poems that have rhyming lines somehow appeal to me more. I had written my first poem when I was in class 3rd(around 7 years old). It was absolutely meaningless and all I cared about was to make the lines rhyme!! I'll share that poem later in the post.. :-)
2. I never get bored when I am alone. However, being with people who talk continuously without being concerned about whether the topic of discussion interests the other person or not, bores me. For instance, sometimes my brother excitedly tells me about how he outplayed his senior in a game of pool or how an xyz football player scored an impossible goal, which I don't find exciting at all!!
3. My first expensive gift by my parents was a video game(and not the hand video game) when I was in class second. It was a prize for coming first.. :-)
4. Ever since my childhood, I have been addressed by various nick names like: radhey, radhi, radhoo, radha(only my grandmother used to call me by that name), chashmish(I used to wear specs in school), chowkkhi, rocky, sleeping beauty(as I used to sleep a lot!!), radish, rads and logic!
5. Both me and my mom are quite fond of shopping. At times we go out to shop for dad and my bro but ultimately we end up buying things for ourselves. :D
6. If I am asked to choose between school and college, I would choose college(though i fondly miss both) for a simple reason: My parents taught me how to walk, my school taught me how to run, and my college taught me how to fly.. :-)
7. According to me, my best qualities are patience and cool temperament. My worst: stubbornness.
Now to pass on the award, I would like to nominate the following bloggers:
Smita Sharma Dabas
And now, the first poem written by me... please bear it... :-)
Tom the cat was looking very fat,
I saw her while eating a rat,
She always sleeps on my mat,
She plays with ball and bat,
One day she killed a fly,
Then a pig came from sty,
Then suddenly sparrows fly,
But it was a night sky.
Thanks again Uma. It was fun. I thought I should mention one thing that's currently on my wishlist, to meet you someday!! :-)