Alas, what a sad state of affairs. I'd high hopes on something exciting that was impending to happen, although I kinda knew it would all be a big bogus like how the people of Massachusetts (tough spelling, that) would start flying by 2000, all because of 'pralaya' - the ultimate (supposedly) destruction.
Well, with not being sorry and with new aims, new ambitions, new hopes starts a new year, yet again. Happy 2013 to you folks.
I forcibly restrained myself from writing something on the last day of the previous year. Because I've realised there are a few things that seem monotonous. Things maybe monotonous, but till you find out different ways to do them. I generally rant on the 31st December. Writing will be all philosophical. At least that is how it has been, so far. Not that I wanted to spare the blog followers, but I was outside, hogging on cheese, waiting for the clock to strike 12, with one of my oldest friends. Well, that was nothing like having a celebration by a beach, but was quite something!
2012 had been good. Professionally, musically, socially. Tiny steps taken in each direction will still count as the way forward. With pre-PhD exams, artiste recordings, fire tests, new dimensions of jamming, with a chunk of the education loan cleared, couldn't really have asked for more. Well, honestly, didn't have time to ask for more.
New songs were made, almost-done songs were scrapped, album saw a remarkable progress (more on that later, when the time is right), learnt stuff like crazy. Have become more conscious about how a particular tone sounds, although I still maintain that I cannot say for sure if I can make more songs or have anything left in my senses to do so. Getting out of my comfort zone and jamming with people hitherto unknown, trying to sing western numbers was a major self confidence booster.
Professionally, this February, I'd be completing two years of working at Jain, in a profession that I never wanted to get into or pursue any time in my life. But that's the way it is. I love what is happening and how. I sometimes think its also a part of the shouldered responsibility to contribute my part to the dwindling Indian Research Fraternity. I must thank my stars for getting me people who guide me, and boy do they do it so well! And then there was teaching, (where I unknowingly emulated Tim Cook) :D.
Well, a few resolutions made didn't work out too well, I must admit. Though monetarily its all self sufficient, not quite enough for what I've in mind :P. Workouts were extremely sparse, a routine that I'm hell bent upon changing and working towards. Photography and biking have to still wait. The emotionally high moment was finally getting my own bass guitar toward the end of the year, after suppressing the desire to play it for 5 years or so. Loads of stuff remain to be learnt.
All in all, if I can manage to lament at all, it can only be my non elimination of usage of backspace while typing, still knowing only a couple of words in French, and just two trips in one year.
Well, happy 2012 it was and happier 2013 it will be. Er, happy or not, busier it will be for sure. Hope it might be as productive.
Ta!
Well, with not being sorry and with new aims, new ambitions, new hopes starts a new year, yet again. Happy 2013 to you folks.
I forcibly restrained myself from writing something on the last day of the previous year. Because I've realised there are a few things that seem monotonous. Things maybe monotonous, but till you find out different ways to do them. I generally rant on the 31st December. Writing will be all philosophical. At least that is how it has been, so far. Not that I wanted to spare the blog followers, but I was outside, hogging on cheese, waiting for the clock to strike 12, with one of my oldest friends. Well, that was nothing like having a celebration by a beach, but was quite something!
2012 had been good. Professionally, musically, socially. Tiny steps taken in each direction will still count as the way forward. With pre-PhD exams, artiste recordings, fire tests, new dimensions of jamming, with a chunk of the education loan cleared, couldn't really have asked for more. Well, honestly, didn't have time to ask for more.
New songs were made, almost-done songs were scrapped, album saw a remarkable progress (more on that later, when the time is right), learnt stuff like crazy. Have become more conscious about how a particular tone sounds, although I still maintain that I cannot say for sure if I can make more songs or have anything left in my senses to do so. Getting out of my comfort zone and jamming with people hitherto unknown, trying to sing western numbers was a major self confidence booster.
Professionally, this February, I'd be completing two years of working at Jain, in a profession that I never wanted to get into or pursue any time in my life. But that's the way it is. I love what is happening and how. I sometimes think its also a part of the shouldered responsibility to contribute my part to the dwindling Indian Research Fraternity. I must thank my stars for getting me people who guide me, and boy do they do it so well! And then there was teaching, (where I unknowingly emulated Tim Cook) :D.
Well, a few resolutions made didn't work out too well, I must admit. Though monetarily its all self sufficient, not quite enough for what I've in mind :P. Workouts were extremely sparse, a routine that I'm hell bent upon changing and working towards. Photography and biking have to still wait. The emotionally high moment was finally getting my own bass guitar toward the end of the year, after suppressing the desire to play it for 5 years or so. Loads of stuff remain to be learnt.
All in all, if I can manage to lament at all, it can only be my non elimination of usage of backspace while typing, still knowing only a couple of words in French, and just two trips in one year.
Well, happy 2012 it was and happier 2013 it will be. Er, happy or not, busier it will be for sure. Hope it might be as productive.
Ta!
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