Perspectives...

Doing laundry is on of those activities I sincerely hate. As I reluctantly moved towards the laundry area in the basement of my building, I meet this young American lady. And she gives me the most unassuming and warm smiles I have ever received from a stranger. And suddenly, doing laundry wasn't such a bad thing after all!! This is one of the things I have to laud America for...exchanging greetings with strangers! We don't do it in India...not at all. We smile at people we only know very very well.Guess, the Brits didn't do it too....otherwise we would have caught it! I just attended a class where we studied the impact of viral marketing. Its enlightening to know what social networks are capable of doing. I wonder what would happen if we start smiling at each other in India too.So many grad students come to India to study, so many Indians work here temporally , some even permanently . And we all go back sometime or the other. If we can help our network of f...

My first!! There is always something eerie about firsts! A sense of responsibility,pressure,expectations.But nevertheless,I feel the need to do it.Not for glory of any kind but just as a vent. Had an interview today.A rarity in today's economy and dwindling job market.I carried expectations but a sense of doubt.I know what you think becomes reality but then you absorb from your outside too.But still,there is a certain triumph associated with being positive and I pledge to remain so,at least for my dad who remains an eternal optimist.He remains an optimist not because he is one but because he wants to create a semblance of a positive world for me.And I want to honor that. Speaking about my dad,I hid the fact about the interview from him.Because as has happened in the past,the news brings in expectations which have not been met.I so wanted to talk to him before I go in,there was a deepening conflict within...should I call him? And then I get a call...my phone beeps "Dad"......