Wooden Planks, Banana Peel

I came to realize that the wooden planks and banana peel have something in common.

Some punk had littered the tidiest of the street with banana peel. Stepping on it, I lost control. To add to the misery there was a little stone on the floor that my my buttocks fell onto.

Oh Lord, it was 52kilograms of pain condensed to 1 square inch initially, and it gradually expanded to about 1 square-palm.
For the first time in my life I realized my lungs can easily reach the
vocal range of an opera singer, and my hands have the reflexes of a mongoose. I appreciate your imagination.

Pain in the ass is really a thoughtful idiom.
Before I get distracted, here is how this incident relates to my realization mentioned early on.

It was from the 8th grade that we sat on wooden planks. Until then, not even them but floor. 8th grade was when the school recognized the beginning of development in us.
I mean, academically!

Two wooden planks were joined for 5 of us to sit in each row. It was quite comfortable most of the time, and we took pride in sitting on them.
But occasionally, when the stars would align, well, we couldn’t see stars in the morning though, the two who sat at either side of the row did something and the 3rd in the row would have his butt squeeze between the wooden planks.
His hands knew exactly where he was hurt, and we could see his pain as his face turned pale.
Knowing that this happened often, the rest of us refused to swap our places with his, in spite of his offer to buy us ice-candy in return, the popular 50 paisa delicacy we couldn’t resist that time.

Although this happened often, I presume it wasn’t as painful as that of my experience today. I say that because my friend from the school could never be heard.
I mean he would never scream his pain out. But we knew when it happened as his hand moved at a pace that violated the laws of motion.

Anyways, doesn’t that prove my argument about the similarly between wooden plank and banana peel?
You may disagree today. But one day, when _you_ step on banana peel and fall onto your buttocks that you will come back and agree with me in regret.
You can’t have the wooden plank experience though, to compare which one stands out.
Not because it is from my childhood and I envy anyone else experiencing it,
but because the school’s furniture has gotten a makeover these day.

No, wait.. They are wooden desks now! So, should you want the slightly similar, but the other experience too, before you agree with my observation, let me know. I will drive you to my home town next time.

I don’t curse the punk that littered the street. No. Not at all. He did a favor. Rather significant one.  After all, it is because of him that I know couple of things I didn’t earlier: My vocal range could match that of an opera singer. I’ve the reflexes of a mongoose!

You Are My World

The days when I could not see the beauty in the sky,
The days when I did not feel the soothing breeze that stop by,
The days when the loneliness inside haunted and ushered me to cry,
The days when seconds were hours, and time would resist to pass by.

No, no,
None of that was agonizing,
None of that was desperation,
any more than the fact that you were missing.

It is the way I could view the world,
It is the way I could feel the world.

Oh my angel, will you help me see a better world?
Will you be my world? ❤

Another Year Gone – 2014

Time flies. As I write this down, I recall how I spent my Dec 31, 2013. Nothing much as changed for me with my personal life since then. I’m happily what I’m. In fact, I think I got better during 2014 personally. I tried to be sensitive to others. I tried not to hurt anyone deliberately. I tried to be nice and kind as much as possible, as long as possible. I thanked a few people that helped to me to be what I am. I tried not to lose my nerve. I tried to understand my family more and more although I lived my life on my own all these years. I tried to figure out what exactly I want for myself, and what not.

On the professional side, I tried to ensure that my team at office that I lead is growing with their ability to do good job, as much as I tried do it myself; and I tried to ensure that they are more engaged with stuff they are doing. I tried to communicate openly to ensure that we do what the team, and company really wanted. I tried to be rational enough to judge people at office, when judging them became inevitable. I hated certain decisions inevitably, and it was evidentially the wrong decision with unfair motivation despite the confrontation from me. We reduced software build times reasonably well. We are trying to rewrite our build system using “tup build tool”, and we will finish it before Jan’15! I read most part of two wonderful books, “Who says elephants can’t dance”, and “How Google Works” and I digested them reasonably well, and trying to improve myself accordingly.

On the failures part, I failed to hold on to a few activities at office until their closure. I’ve improved since 2013, but there still was more room for improvement. I failed to find a mentor for myself in somebody. I failed to criticize, and apparently, had I communicated more openly, I would have done more good than I did by keeping quiet.

For this year, 2015, my objective is to make at least one useful contribution to open source software(I have 2 ideas in my mind on how I can contribute); to exercise as regularly as possible, to eat at least one fruit per day, to make it to my dream job, and try to become a better person, and to fall in love.

I’m hopeful that I will make most of 2015.

Tongue

Tongue is a small thing, but what enormous damage can it do.

I was trying to tease a friend of mine on a whatsapp group yesterday night. I sort of felt my joke went in wrong direction, however, I presumed that it wasn’t so rude or not funny at all and it wouldn’t disturb him. Like I wrote for myself a few days ago, on how I go beyond the limits in teasing friends, it repeated. This time, I was being careful, yet, I sort of assumed he would take it as a joke. I’ve seen him for taking things lightly. But looks like he hasn’t been liking this.
Plus, as a bonus to screw my morning, a bad dream woke me up. It was quite uncomfortable a dream.
I decided, I will try my best, no matter how close somebody is, to understand my limits with my words. I will choose them carefully. It looks like I just can’t be funny without being rude. 🙂 Benign violation is the word I could recall for these jokes, and clearly, I’m not any capable of cracking them. 🙂
Watch that if you find it funny. I watched it a long time ago.

Internet!

This weekend has almost been like a weekend without internet. I mostly spend my time on my laptop during weekends. I had plans to read some stuff on and off but without internet this plan didn’t fall in place. It seems to me that I’m addicted to my laptop. While I don’t see nothing wrong with it, I’m trying to figure something that keeps me very busy. Like handful of interesting work. I don’t know when would I find that.