Archive for the ‘Nostalgia’ Category

Posted on October 22, 2008 - by rdilipk1

An Onam in Kerala

It was 12th of September 2008. A day I can never forget. I was born a Keralite but had always lived in North India since birth. My upbringing was in various parts of North India and it is not uncommon for people from a state migrating to a different state in search of jobs, to forget their hometown and the culture that their basic caste followed and practiced. It was not different with me either, and I knew my culture only to the extent it was practiced in my house. Though my parents ensured that they inculcate all of these into me, we often found that we had to compromise on lot of things because something that was practiced in our culture was done differently in the culture that I was living in. But no regrets, because I feel that is where diversity comes in and diversity is what we Indians are know for.

Posted on September 27, 2008 - by rdilipk1

The Companionship of the Music Box

As I spent my summer vacation this time in my native home, I was digging through the many wealth in the store room of the house to find things that were of my interest. I suddenly stumbled upon a huge box of the size of about 2 feet. As I cleaned the dust of it, I discovered that it was a radio. I couldn’t have left it there because the memories attached with that radio was much more that with anything else that I could find.

Posted on April 8, 2008 - by rdilipk1

My Ancestral home

My ancestral home was a pleasure to visit. The memories of the days I spent in that few days that we would visit our native is worth cherishing for a lifetime. Everything about the house was special. The sprawling bungalow as it was, in itself was a puzzle not solved. The garden around the house, the water-fountain where we would spend most of our evenings and the mango trees on which we were the ones most seen than those squirrels, are all engraved in my memories.

Posted on June 18, 2007 - by rdilipk1

Down the memory lane

You comes across yourself at times in the form of a different person. You see yourself in him. Your struggles, your victories and a lot more.You relate to him. I too, took a nostalgic travel into my past when I met myself. My nostalgia.

‘The pressure was immense and was evident on everybody who was given the responsibility. We had to hire more than 400 people in less than 3 months because of a huge expansion that we had to initiate. I, though was very less into HR activities was called as it was a moment where participation was required. Our ads were on leading newspapers and we have various venues scheduled to conduct interviews. I was handed over a venue to which I was supposed to go from the next day onwards. Though it was a relief from the normal shifts, I would rather have preferred my role in the office.

Posted on June 17, 2007 - by rdilipk1

Diwali – Then and Now

Things have changed with years. What used to be culture few years back, is now hypocrisy. The oneness in families mostly seen during festivals is now nowhere to be seen. A nostalgic travel into the past in one such festival.My nostalgia…..