Tuesday, September 11, 2007

At sea...alone


I'm feeling weird. the first pangs of nostalgia for my life- as-it-was have started and we are not even a month into the new one....i miss my husband & he's the only one who knows how tough this is for his wife to admit on a public forum (most often spousal compliant is that he is missing from these pages)
As my head spins with new concepts, classes, people, cultures, clubs, groups, assignments, readings, parties & a little bit of wine too I look for my anchor and suddenly I realize it isn't there, suddenly I feel lost, a bit adrift on uncharted waters with not so much as a sketchy blueprint for this grand new life I'm trying to create....
Its only a feeling, a moment & it'll pass

"We'll do it all, everything. On our own.
We dont need , anything or anyone...
If I lay here, if I just lay here
will you lie here with me & just forget the world"

Chasing Cars, Snow Patrol

Friday, September 07, 2007

Culture Vulture

Had an ineresting french lunch experience, you know the lunches that go on for more than 2 hours and how they leave you feeling so full of new prespectives and insights but a little light on the wallet :)
A group member came up with an interesting Q - whats the culturally most important factor in your country/ what are you guys really hung up about?
So here are a few quickly polled responses -

German - Cars

Australian - Sports

French - Balance & Pleasure - the good life

Indian - Family or marriages

hmmmm, so when its incentive time we know what to offer which culture specific individual? something tells me $$$ would do just fine over all the countries & all the cultures...so much for diversity, lets talk about the unity!


In more such really breathtaking exciting news - my group made it to the Top 10 in the drunk driving poster competition. Not bad work for half an hour but we suddenly have heavier schedules next week. And if we make it to the Top 3, who knows a dinner with the dean?.... who i happen to think is real cool, maybe I have a thing for authority figures? I dont know but I do recollect a rather long conversation over at a party about men in uniform & dirty dark fantasies....
keep expecting more such snippets from my culturally diverse, socially hectic, strangely manic new life


confession: 700+ gmat does not mean you have a mind that can bend around financial algorithms or even a simple financial calculator...
i'm telling you, you only getthis kind of gup here & as i blow my trumpet ( no puns whatsoever) let me welcome our v new prolific entrant, Yareev!

Tuesday, September 04, 2007

Life in the forest

Apologies for the infrequent postings but when warned about time limitations this particular blogger wasn't listening. Already behind on class readings, yours truly is fast realizing that this thing is spinning way out of control & we are still 'settling in'

French bureaucracy doesn't help either, just makes it a bit more of a merry go round. Welcome week was a round of parties, an exit language test, 4 classes worth 8 hours a day, opening ceremony & cocktails & finally the welcome week party.
You really should have seen the faces roaming fonty streets on Sunday noon,making last minute attempts to enter monoprix for the weeks groceries... i'm still keenly awaiting the cleaning ladies arrival back from holiday. Yes we have the pleasure of one in france but as of now she has been off for a month already with no clear signs of emerging soon from her hiatus. Maybe its the Indian mentality but her presence is going to greatly comfort me...

Classes have started in earnest & its a mixed bag. Enjoyed 4 professors immensely, 1 I shall get along with and 1 can be avoided at all costs. 1 more shall do his inaugural class before the week is over & then it'll be time for tutorials

10 months are not long enough