Memories Of Cafe's Site ~

 And there comes this moment when we sit alone somewhere in dark room; on bed.. on floor.. or may be, on sofa... n keep remembering.. n recalling.. n missing the ol' gone time that often keeps us all awake.. till dawn & pulls us back into the apocalypse of past & its good/bad memories - 

Today, i visited this cafe's site after a very long time, and see too many new faces, esp. both the young & aged writers... n keep writing and walking along time every day and night making and imprinting another memory of the {passing} day. It was a time when i was so new to this cafe's site, if i remember it exactly, i joined this cafe's site back in 2012 or may be, i can say that it was those prime years when i embarked on my writing journey without having any destination to reaching... where? 

it was 2012 and now it's 2020 - i was bad at writing, but can find me pretty good at this stuff. So many things have i learned and experienced in those gone days in lost years... and in between that, if i find some time to think on it again, then more than what i have gained, i have lost something either - and it's my "AGE"... 

... how sad and funny it's to be saying that people become professional (s); become wealthy; richer and whatever w/ time and age and experience but it doesn't seem to be applicable to everyone. Whether you become wealthy; rich or successful in life w/ time - yes or no - doesn't matter - what matters is, with time and experience, you loose your age as well. And there comes this time and moment in everyone's life when we all sit quiet and think - what we have just found and what have we lost. 

Ps. 

Tonight, i am sitting in my bed and thinking how fast the time has vanished off my life. If i had some power, i am sure would have wished travelling my childhood again and cuff on me; my childhood; the naive me; on myself and saying: "NEVER WISH TO GROW UP cos sometimes... growing up doesn't really define what n who you are, but the state of your freedom does - the freedom of age." 

I still remember that night when i was sitting on my couch many long gone years back, esp. when i was way younger and immature, i turned on my laptop; visited this cafe's site and read some of the stuffs of my online writer-friends. And this is when i had come across a profile of one - very old - lady who was posting very worth reading stuffs. Right after reading and leaving a review on her post, I and she got involved into some nice nice conversation and exchanged a very long thread. Me being immature by age at that time; in those long years, i really don't remember the exact conversation but the words that i can recall and will always stay live in my head are: 

She said, "You are very young.. and it's good. You have a lot of time and things to do in your life." 

And i texted replying her back n saying, "I know old woman, i will never be aged... neither do i want to be old. I want to stay young forever." And i laughed and cracked a joke. 

She got me a smiley emoji.. and saying: "You will become old when time comes. Time never stops for anyone, sometimes it walks fast.. so sometime it takes time - this is what just we think - but the time come when it comes and it goes when it goes... and in between that, you miss old time and become old-er. I also used to think the way you think but age and experience and time are real truth you live in. Bless you." 

At that time, i cursed her and wondering: "how rude is she and why she wants me to become older!" 

But as time accumulated by, i realized that she wasn't rude neither did she want me become old, she was just speaking the truth that she always passed throu' or is keep walking throu' already. 

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09/19/2020

Saturday Noon, 1.36PM (CST/CDT) Chicago time zone - 

I am writing this post on my office laptop. 

PS. 

Request you to everyone whoever comes stopped by my page and reads this blog, please forgive me if i have made grammatical errors or anything in this post.. because this is the real time live post i am writing and don't have courage to re-read it again as i hardly re-read my work, esp. the one that makes me more weaker. 

Thank you. 

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451 Webinar ~

Missed attending this #Webinar {Attached be the link below} though thankfully replay was available... quite a session has it been as i just finished watching it. I would recommend business minded people or enthusiastic employees to watch this n learn something of valuable outta it that might help you in your business, work or any particular arena of job you working across.

Visit the link plz:

Workforce Transformation Into 2021 & Beyond

Speaker is: #ChrisMarsh
Anchor/Host: Not sure but it's #KaitlinBuckley, a marketing manager at #451Research, S&P Global Research Intelligence.

Ps.

To me, I really don't have any plans to return to office any sooner, not till December, or may be, beyond. As long as i don't feel like i am ready to travel to another city, i would prefer staying at home n continuing #WFH. Though, i completely understand that some companies won't get agreed to this so let's see what my next step would be - either to RTO (Return-To-Office) or choosing To put off my Resign.

Nevermind, it's a long way go... hopefully, if the company finds some skills in you, n ur leader wants you to stay w/ the company, they might allow u or employees to continue #WFH.

And this is gonna be pretty interesting to see, I guess. Ha! Good luck to all like minded employees! :-)

Shame On Mumbai Police ~

shame on #MumbaiPolice!! even i would say, shame on the whole police department of #India. In India, VP protection n Y+ security to b given to such Culprits... n Murderers... like #Ghea... opps... whateva her name is.. some kinda like.. #Rhea, i guess...

... i really wonder why police is giving this much of protection to a stupid psycho.. freaked out, Indian ghetto (ChokraBorty) gurl who killed Sushant Singh Rajput!!  #MumbaiPolice ARE really a fucking knuckleheads!! 

Quite honestly, after experiencing Delhiites, of course, post covid, i had a plan to move to, meet n greet, #Mumbaikars but after watching suchness of stupidity of #UddhavThackrey, #SanjayRaut n such carelessness of #MumbaiPolice alias #MumbaiMafia, i have changed my mind n don't have any plans to go to #Mumbai anymore.. for now. Not even later on as well. Though, it depends! 

Nevermind, i guess, if this much of protection was given to #SSR, he would have never been murdered. Stupid Indian Government n its asshole Police! 

This be another reason why EDUCATED n people WITH MIND choose leaving India n get settled in Abroad. I used to call such people pylons who left their own native country, but i guess, ive been very wrong at this. It's worth leaving India... but i would say.. never forget ur country n its people. Always respect where u born in.. but never stay static at same land to be walked on. 

Let's see what CBI does next - Awaiting to watch whether CBI also gets sold out like Mumbai Police or does something justified for #SSR!

 

Unfaded Memories

It's 10.25PM (IST) here - 5th September, 2020

Suddenly, outta nowhere, something pulled me back to gone time and nudged me to recollect some old memories. And guess what? - I walked past to another room where I started writing these blogs; looked across my rack & found my this very old laptop that I had bought back in 2012 during my first year of Graduation. I really don't ev'n remember neither do I recall when or since I last worked on this laptop.

There are so many memories attached to this laptop -

First, of course, it was/is my very first laptop

Second, I even embarked on my writing journey "ON" and just "cos" of this laptop. So I believe, this laptop is pretty special to me, and this might have been the reason why I never thought to sell it out in auctions...

.. i still remember, there was this time since & once i really planned to sell it out due to personal & family issues... which i would prefer not to disclose here. Though, time is pretty funny and has been way funnier to us all - when i wanted it to move and walk past, it never walked away but stopped in my life; during my bad days. And now, so many years later, when I  want time to stop, it's even running this far that I can't even chase on it.

And this is what makes me remind & remember - who i was and what i have just become. My old memories teach me some lessons which I still deny to learn because may be, it has been too late to become "Naive" again... though there's nothing wrong to become naive again, perhaps, the world is too bad to deal innocent ones, and you would be too naive to deal this bad world now. So the balance should remain maintained as long as it remains the same or unchanged... with such "Unfaded Memories" of gone time.

Ps.
Now i might be re-continuing posting on blogger.