What I Miss

The stay at the States though sizzling leaves me with sad memories of things which I enjoyed while at India but miss them badly here !! The fresh tea from mom tops the list eliminating all contestants. As soon as I get up, I used to walk up straight to the kitchen and grab a cup of tea and those awesome Britannia Marie biscuits. Then comes the daily edition of the famous 'The Hindu'. I have spent so many mornings deeply engrossed into this popular daily. The ride on my Kawasaki. Though it's not a bike with high power engine or enticing accessories, I feel nostalgic when I get memories of my bike. I also miss the daily morning ride on it during which I drop my dad at the station.

The bus trip to my college deserves a special mention here. Though it's only a 20 minute journey from my home it's just an awesome ride with friends. The trip is even more exciting when we are returning from college after any function at the campus. The bus used to thunder with sudden claps and also resonate with musical melodies. The colony in which I lived has some evergreen memories attached to it. My neighbours who always ensured my wellness until I was there, I miss them a lot. The badminton ground is a cool place to hang out for me almost from the last semester of my college till I left to US. There used to be people of all ages thronging this place and it was so good to be there in the evening.

Well, I am deeply missing my friends. There are no words to describe how bad I miss them. The farewell at the airport still stands as a framed picture in my mind. Actually I never expected so many people to come and was simply moved by the gesture. I just felt I am so lucky to be blessed with a bunch of nice buddies. There were also friends who wished through phone and I am ever thankful for their wishes. These are no formal statements because I am saying this from my heart after realizing how much they mean to me.

My mom and dad. I just can't express the way I am missing them. My mom used to sacrifice all her happiness so many times just to satisfy me. Of course nobody could find a noble heart than his/her mother. I am too blessed to be a son of such a kind mom. She was not just my mom but my all time friend, listener and pacifier of my worries. In short she was a part of me ! My dad. He was and continues to be the guiding lamp of my career. Always wished that I stayed top of every competition. I wish those small fights with my dad. We used to argue on lot many issues. I miss all my relatives especially my grand parents and my uncle. But, life needs to go on and memories are the fuel that keep the journey perpetual !!

My first seven days in USA

Well, it has been a week since I landed in USA and am simply amazed by the professionalism and commitment to obedient civic life of the Americans. Professionalism seems to be in their blood. Whatever be the job they do you can see the perfection. They don't hire inefficient people for any job, how small it may be. Adequate training is provided before someone is assigned a full time job. The apartment in which I live has got a IT services help desk where they help in providing wireless access to residents. I have never seen such efficient group of guys who are working on fixing the computers. They are well trained and are able to fix any type of bug, on whatever platform your computer operates upon.

Then you have Walmart where you get everything. The shop is massive with employees always on their heels to help you. Whenever you ask for a product the helpers there take you to the place where the product is available and leave only when the customer is satisfied that he/she has got the product they wanted. Ofcourse, the boards in Walmart clearly say you where to find what. Everywhere you can see this commitment to offer best services to the customers.

When it comes to public life, Americans are the best I feel. The way they drive on the road simply astonishes you. Whenever there's a stop sign they stop their car even when there are no vehicles to cross by. When somebody is crossing the road anywhere the cars stop at a distance of 5 metres to ensure the person's safety. But, people here cross only at the zebra crossing. There's is one request button which one must press to cross the road. Once the request is accepted green light glows and you can cross the road. Everywhere you can see Americans working cheerfully. They enjoy what they do. It's just a lovely place to live in !! Will update more....