MS or JOB

I've been thinking over this for quite some time now and this is what I inferred from all the discussions I've had. I think job would be a better option for me for the following reasons :

1. I've got a job now, why MS?


2. I've learnt that wherever you go, experience counts. And MS isn't going to fetch me any experience. Two years down the line, I would still be a fresher…and nobody's promising me a job as soon as I finish my post graduation. Who knows? May be even then, I would still be on search for a job.


3. For doing MS, I would need a loan of 20 lakhs. Even if I took one and finished my course; I would need at least three more years to repay the loan. So that makes to 5 years of joblessness. But if I were going for the job, by the end of 2 years, my earning would count to 6 lakhs. And may be by God's grace if I have an increment later on, 5 years down the line my total earnings would sum up to 20 lakhs. So that means MS would COST me 20 lakhs for 5 years while Job would EARN me 20 lakhs in 5 years.


4. For 22 years I've been dependent on my parents for my education. Its high time I start doing something for them. Because for a girl, the only period she can repay her family is the time between marriage and the completion of her education. After marriage, I would be having different family. May be it would be difficult for me to help them then. And so I cant remain jobless (literally) for the next 5 years.


5. They say MS means personality development and exposure…won't a job fetch me that to some extent at least?


6. I fear staying away from family for 2 years. It's really a long long time and very difficult for a girl like me to survive. I might get that homesick feeling anytime and run off from there.


7. Even I go for MS, I would sure be coming back to India- to work here, and not in America. And through some knowledgeable friends I've come to know that MS is good if you are prepared to work there in U.S.A.


8. Why should I prefer to work in restaurants of America as a waiter to earn money for my basic living expenses when I can actually lead a decent life here in India with the kind of job I have in my hands today? (Oh no, I am not criticizing the job of a waiter, its only about my capabilities)


9. Perhaps the only reason that's pushing me towards MS is F.R.I.E.N.D.S- coz all of them are going. Probably this is just one last chance God's giving me to be with them for another 2 years. But I've relied on them for almost everything these 4 years and I guess MS would mean- throwing my responsibilities back to my friends, which according to me is really bad! It's time i realize we all aren't going to marry the same guy :P


10. Moreover I am not so greedy for money so as to earn tens of lakhs every year…for me 50000/month even after 5 years would be more than enough to lead a normal life.


But MS would also mean – another degree. I would be called a postgraduate. And it's another chance to get back to my original field of study- Electronics. And the increments in Electronics would be much higher than the increments in IT field.

So, tell me guys! Which is a better option according to you? The final choice is definitely mine but a little guidance from you might be of help.

Birthday bumps

How many of us enjoy waiting? I don't. But isn't it exciting to wait for birthdays? The excitement begins a week before and stays on till the midnight of the actual day. Chocolates, Gifts, Surprises, the immense love you get to feel, the way you are pampered all day long, friends staying awake till late hours…competing to be the first one to wish you on your day, orkut scrapbook filled with birthday wishes, flowers, greeting cards, messages and letters from loved ones, wearing almost everything new, blowing the candles, bursting the balloons and cutting the cake. Everything is special about birthdays except the fact that you are getting a year older! But considering that you don't get to do/feel all this on a normal day, birthdays are never a disappointment.

Birthday night-outs with friends are so much fun. If you are a guy, it's much more than fun. You are allowed to freak out at odd times of the night, at peculiar places with least concern. *Why should guys have all the fun?*

Putting forth your demands and taking delight in every moment of the day- a birthday is surely the best day of the year ;). So what's the gift you would love to have the most? This time I am not saying CHOCOLATES. ;).

I love it when people write something for me. That's certainly the best gift you can give to anybody. I enjoy reading them again and again, at times when I am sad and at times when I am feeling lonely…one message filled with love is all that's needed to cheer me up. Make me something out of your own hands, put your love into words and you would sure make my day. Oh yes, I love surprises too. Pay me a visit without me having any idea about it; wouldn't that be the nicest of surprises?

But there are people who are too lazy to write or make something. If you're happy when someone makes you feel special, why not do the same to make him feel the same? How much time it takes to write a few words of love…that last for a lifetime, that are etched in someone's hearts forever?

Finally, all good things come to an end, so does the birthday. Why can't we celebrate it every month :(? Aren't we left agog?

I would be turning 22 this august- a year full of responsibilities. Tough for me because all these years I’ve merely been a kid- always depending on a plenty of people for my living.

The day i've been waiting for...never seems to arrive!

D : when you coming??

R : Div, please yaar. Why don't you understand?

And so the conversation ends there. You don't wanna talk about it while I am not supposed to talk about it. It's been 2 years since we met. And I still don't have enough rights to tell you that I want you here on my birthday. I understand you feel guilty but…I can't stop myself from asking, no matter how hard I try.

When I see a couple walking on the roads…I wish you were here.

When my friends talk about their guys…I wish you were here.

When I am happy about something…I wish you were here.

When I want to cry…I wish you were here.

When I want to go out for shopping…I wish you were here.

When I want to have an ice cream in the midnight…I wish you were here. (I know you would get it for me if you were here)

When I think of the past days…I wish you were here.

When I think of future too…I wish you were here.

If only you knew how desperately I had waited for you to be here last month and how it feels when expectations and dreams fail this badly. Or may you know it coz in numerous ways I try to hint you how I am feeling…you still can’t help.

The worst part is that I can't talk about it…with you. If I initiate, you somehow cut back. I feel so numb and twitchy. Tell me how am I supposed to react, all plain and happy when am actually bursting out from inside?

I still have a hope that will be alive till the first of next month. And if IT fails again…don't tag me a BAD girl.

My F.R.I.E.N.D.S are priceless!

Life was fun. With friends, life was so much fun. All that she knew was a world that had only her friends and family. She tried her best to stand to their expectations. Nobody could love them like she did. She missed no chance to shower them with cute little surprises and gifts to make them happy. And with her around, people always were.

Despite all wonderful people by her side, there was a tenebrous side to her life. A feeling of being detested; of emptiness, fear and obscurity.

Just then he comes in and fills the void with dapples of sunshine. So many friends she has, but this person seems a little different and more special. In all best ways he tries to woo her- compliments, flowers, chocolates and everything she liked. He makes her feel like she is the queen of his world. Unlike her friends who had responsibilities towards every other friend, his love was all hers. More love, more time and more importance and so she falls for him.

Her friends could see that incipient ignorance. She behaved like they never existed for her, like she doesn't need them now, like their presence in her life was fated to end there. Pity she never realized how much her absence in their lives bothered them ever since he has entered into her life. They had always thought she was the perfect kind of friend to have. But the one who cared the most now had no time for friends or family. The one, who could never hide the slightest of things, now hardly shares any of her feelings. Today she is someone else's property.

Few years of relationship and love begins to fade. May be it is still there but she doesn't get to see it so often. Fights and arguments over trivial matters. Words failing to convince. Crying doesn't help either. All she needs now is a friend by her side…to support her, to console her and to be with her all the time like how it used to be years before. She starts feeling guilty and sorry for all the times she had hurt them and promises herself to bring that spark in their friendship back if only her friends forgave her.

While her friends have never been selfish neither will they ever be. They were always there and will always be- in happiness and in solitude. Life begins to seem brighter. She doesn't neglect either of the relationships, spends equal time with both, and takes pleasure in exiguity.

It happens with all of us right? Sometimes one relation takes a higher stand than the others. Every relation we make has its own importance. We can’t neglect one for the other and if we did, sooner or later we realize and regret.

I remember I have been that way during the initial years of my relationship with him. Not completely the way I wrote it here but then I remember a particular incident- when I had a small misunderstanding with my friend and I gave a message which said something like -> ok, I don’t need anyone…I have him, he cares the most. And then I got this reply -> Div, you sure have him, but I need you…think about this. You don’t know how much difference you made in my life. You taught me a lot.

That was it. In fact I gave that kind of message to her to get this kind of reply. LOL was trying to make her jealous or something. I believe I have never really ignored my friends till date-no matter what or who came in between. And if I ever did, please forgive me.

You all know how important you are for me right? My birthdays without you would be as bad as birthdays without him…the only difference -> you are here, he is far.

Love you all so much.

Just a thought ;)

I wish every man in this world became mature enough to understand that having a hundred girlfriends is not something to be proud of, but being with the same girl for a hundred years definitely is!

Tag

Tagged by Rahul (ab khush ho ja :D)

8 THINGS I AM PASSIONATE ABOUT

• Relations
• Friends
• Love
• Food---> chocolates/ice creams
• Sleep^infinity
• Music
• Chat
• Cell phone

8 THINGS I WANNA DO BEFORE I DIE!

• Get married ;) (Conditions apply)
• Live in an IMMORTAL chocolate house.
• Meet lena, sami, preeti :D and some other good online friends.
• Earn lots of money (without working very hard) and hence fulfill every need of my family and friends.
• Be an outstanding software programmer (this of course is a dream :P )
• Sleep for 6 months without being disturbed.
• Adopt a child (Though I am not sure if I would be allowed to do so)
• Leave a mark as a good person.

8 THINGS I SAY OFTEN...

• Hi
• Bye
• Goodnight
• Sweet dreams
• Love you
• Take care
• Waaaaaaaaaaaaaa
• LOL :D

8 BOOKS I HAVE READ RECENTLY…

• The Kite Runner- Khaled Housseini ( If there is one book everyone should read... its this one!)
• Roots- Alex haley
• Da Vinci Code - Dan Brown
• To kill a mocking bird-Harper lee
• Godfather-Mario puzo
• Not without my daughter-Betty mahmoody
• Malgudi days-R.K narayan
• The complete reference-JAVA- Herbert schildt {First 28 pages only}

8 SONGS I COULD LISTEN TO OVER N OVER AGAIN…

• Ek din aap- yes boss
• Koi tumsa nahi- krishh.
• Agar tum mil jao-zeher
• Tum se milke- parinda
• Beetein lamhe- The Train
• Aur aahista kijiye baatein- pankaj udaas
• Nahin saamne- Taal
• Tum se hi- Jab we met
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8 PEOPLE I THINK SHOULD DO THIS TAG

• Sami
• Janu
• preeti
• arpi di
• Q
• Z
• X
• Y

(Do it if your name starts with Q/X/Y/Z :D )

Sister love

Dark hours of loneliness

Jagged shafts of emptiness

A little heart but a bagful of fears

Time and again those contrite tears

A teddy’s hug doesn’t seem to help either

After all it’s a toy and doesn’t bother

Wish the walls could talk or listen

And bring her spirits back to position

A cogent assurance that things will settle

And tremendous support in every battle

If this is all she had always pined for

An elder sister seems to be the only answer

This is for all the sisters I made here. Arpi di, Lena, Preeti, Pri, Sami, Sneha di. (In alphabetical order :P).

There are times I wish you were here.

My love for you makes it clear.

Now, all you girls…post a comment saying that Div is the best poetess of bloggerville :P :P

Responsibilities

What are the responsibilities of today’s youth? Ok, I know most of us are struggling to cope with our careers. But in that interest, are we not forgetting our families? What are the other things you have to take care of, apart from studying, working and earning?

Every time I visit the hospital, there is something that grabs my attention. Today I saw an old couple helping themselves to the doctor. There was a big queue while the couple had to wait for their turn. I was wondering why there was nobody to accompany them to the hospital. Where were their children? Their grandchildren? Are people so busy with their lives to even spend some of their time with family? Just a few minutes in a day to let them know that you care, to make their world special of course by your very presence in it and to keep the faith that they are not alone.

For my granny, I was there. I made her sit on a chair nearby and I stood in the line instead.

I can’t forget the day my grandpa was on the bed suffering from cancer, I was beside him, crying all night, praying for him, wanting to hug him tight…but something held me back…may be I was afraid that my hug would wake him up.

When i was in my eighth standard, we were taken to an old age home. I still cant believe people can think of their own parents as burden and leave them to old age homes.

How many of you live with your grandparents? If you don’t, when was the last time you visited them? The last time you asked your granny about her health? The last time you stopped her from having something sweet coz she has diabetes? The last time you hugged her tight and slept off on her laps?

If you cant recollect the last time you did any of these, do it before it’s too late. Coz today, even though I wanna do all of those with my grandpa, I don’t find him here anymore!!