Hyderabad - The city full of life...

Today m gonna speak about "Hyderabad"... fondly i cal it the "city full of life". I truly wonder whether i wil be able to do justice to this blog of mine, but yeah... lemme giv it a try. My profile status on Orkut or Gmail always says... "bored of Hyderabad", "Wanna Go home" etcetera.. and people keep on asking me wats the matter and wats rong wid Hyderabad.
Frankly speaking, i dont find any fault in Hyderabad city as a whole... its jus tht i feel homesick a bit too often and miss my home and home food... apart from tht i would say Hyderabad is the best place to stay.

Now where do i begin... I said i call it "the city full of life".. lets start with Life at Hyderabad itself. "Hectic" is a word i would life to associate with Software professionals like us... Life is very hectic for us... and tht will be hectic even if v stay anywhere in India where Software industry is flourishing. But wat abt the rest of the people?? I find life quite easy here... every basic commodity available within 50 meters of ones house. Transport is not as difficult compared to my hometown. Various services like domestic help.. bill payments etc are easily available... G irls are very secured .. and i dont find problem walking down the lane after 7 ... wish i could do tht at my hometown.. Hyderabad has its pros and cos... I will speak about it in details later.

Coming to the food habits at Hyderabad, I would say ppl here hav a very simple kinda food habit... with not much of fish and sea foods, Nonveg is restricted to Chicken and Mutton. I had heard a lot about Hyderabad Biryani... but believe me.. i hav tasted it just thrice and i dint find it much of a delicacy... Being a Goan, M used to having one gravy and one "Dry Sabzi" and ofcourse lots of Fish... everyday of the week..but my perception of food changed after staying here for the past 20 months.. People here manage to hav food wid jus Rice and "Dry Sabzi" which is called "Fry" ... I learnt the concept of "Sabzi Fry" in hyderabad... and yes.. people here cant stay witout curd... curd being the all time favourite... I was just comparing my food habits to that of ppl in hyderabad.. so i think any Hyderabadi reading this should not take any offence..

People.... wat do i say about the people in Hyderabad... very cordial and warm... I feel helping nature is in the blood of Hyderabadi's... But i would like to specifically mention the younger generation (My age people)... considering all the bad experiences I had with some of the older ones... i found the younger people more hospitable than the older ones. But one thing i must admit... I never found any person with Crab mentality here...
Reservedness is in the bloodline of Hyderabad and its people. Coming to the girls here... I would not say they are very outgoing, but definitely sweet and cute in their own ways... It becomes difficult for them to say things in public which we normally dont find so shameful or so... The guys... hmmm... they too r very reserved.. hesitant to speak on topics just like how the girls here do..
I would say if only ppl in he world would be so helpful as the people i find here... the world would be a better place..

Social life at Hyderabad... one thing i terrible hate about Hyderabad is the Dowry system... its just boils my blood wid rage... How can they expect and also give so much dowry... makes me get the feeling tht the girl is a burden to the family.. imagine if this was the case in Goa... I would have never ever stayed there...

Hmm... and the caste system... Chaudharies and Reddy's... My Gosh.. the Caste system is so stringent.. people ready to kill... something i haven't heard in India.. Killing for honor... I mean, considering the intercaste marriage... How can parents sacrifice the child's happiness or sacrifice the child itself? If in Goa.. parents do oppose inter caste marriages... but not to an extent of killing their kids to save their face in society.. The child's happiness is given the first priority... i dont know wat drives the parents here to do so.. but watever be the reason, it cant be a convincing explanation to the very harsh treatment given to caste related issues here.

Films .... about the Telugu films n telugu heroes... For people who dont know wat Im talking about... just type "Balaiyya/BalKrishna" on Google.. this is just one example.. If these are wat r called heroes.. then i think i should stop watchin all movies... watever be it... Im an ardent fan of Mahesh Babu... ppl mite call me crazy.. but thts how I m.. Com'on.. hez cute(handsome??)... But 1 thing i will clarify.. they show tremendous dialogue delivery and emotions in those movies.,.. n believe me.. some of them r really gud to watch... even though i cant understand Telugu so much.. I have so manygud friends here who see to it tht i understand at least wats going on substantially..

People shop here like crazy... every new mall is crowded and so are the new ones.. you get varieties over a wide range... Hyderabad is now becoming kinda metro now will people from all faiths coming and settling here..

The best thing about Hyderabad i would say is the acceptance of Hindi... wherever you go u will not find it difficult to traverse and get through the place .. even though majority of the people speak Telugu, you find atleast some person who can understand Hindi... saves you from an embarassing situation of using sign language like how it happens in many places in India.

About the places to hangout at Hyderabad, its a cool place to be with friends... resorts, restaurants... but yes.. wherever you go ul get a whole lot of crowd..
How can one forget the BombBlasts here couple of months back... I had to miss my rommie's marriage due to it.. But it was so nice to see the city springing back to life immediately after the blasts...trains running as usual and people shopping as usual... watever be the case Life at hyderabad returns to normalcy.. everything continues as usual.

All in one I say.. Hyderabad is a cool place to say.. a place you can accept as your own. The city accepts you with all its vigour and strength. I really call it the city full of life. A city where people are so very tolerant and helpful... the life so very colorful... But.. how can one be happy staying away from one's home.. n thts exactly how i feel... and thts why people ask me about my status on orkut and gmail... I hope all my friends reading this blog will stop asking me about my status on orkut/gmail.

The strength of my life.. My Father...

Hi... Today i will talk about my feelings about my father... .
Yes.. my father.. this could be anyone's feeling.. just portraying my feelings towards a wonderful person whoz the strength of my life...

My father... A person who is always there as a pillar of strength for me... If only i could do quarter of the things in return to all tht my father has done for me, i would b honored...

From the time i can remember my childhood.. i hav always had this pillar of strength wid me.. Can I really start penning down the things tht my father has done for me??? No.. i really cant... Im just not matured enuf to delve into his thoughts and figure out what sacrifices he has made time and again to make my life the most beautiful as he can for me...

My father... the credit for wat Im today, goes to this man. To give an example, I always wanted to go for a job after completing my engineering degree in Electronics. But my degree had come at a time when the IT industry was experiencing the worst problems.. wen thousands of software professionals were laid off.. and i wanted to go for a software job... But, for a freshe like me tht time, I couldnt find my job...
I had this frustration, coupled with my father telling me to study further... I just scorned bac.. "I dont want to study further...."

But, My father ... being a banker and knowing nothing about the IT and engineering brought a prospectus for me after reading and AD... He forced me to fill it up and go for further studies.. though i felt tht time tht these efforts will be futile...

I got comments from my near relatives and family friends saying tht "You r wasting your fathers money...", "Why is your father investing so much to further educate a girl??"... and so on... BUT.. My father dint listen to anyone... He accompanied me to Pune and saw to it tht i was safe int he hostel there... Even at the time my mom felt insecure about me staying in a faraway place and in a hostel, My father put all his trust in me and supported me... and now here I am... working for a company which can be called as anyones dream company... But how many ppl know tht if it was not for my father, who had taken a huge loan just for my studies is the lone person whose responsible for this dream of mine to come true???

That was just an example, but if i go to write down everything tht my father has done for me, it will take a lifetime for me to rite and still it wint b enuf...

Truly, My father is the strength of my life, I always saw his tuff, strong face as a child... did get scared of him... But, I dint notice the caring and tender heart and the protective hands at tht time... But now.. yes i do... I do recollect all those past misdeeds and feel bad... wish id always hav had listened to all tht he told me to do.. wish i would...

Wat a wonderful person god gives to everyone right from childhood... strong hands to protect, a tender heart to care... asking nothing in return but your happiness...
Tht tender heart only yearns for your happiness even if it means hampering his own...
So caring, so simple yet so complex to figure out all those sacrifices...

I wish I could do every possible thing to make him happy... I wish God continues to bestow me his blessings in the form of my fathers care amd concern... I wish God gives such a caring hand to every child...

This was all i could rite, as i said earlier, it will take me a lifetime to rite all tht my father has done for me.. and still some chapters will remain unwritten...

If at all my father reads this anytime, I just want to say to him, which i could ironically never b able to say on his face... "You are the source of my strength... I Love you very much and i hope God will always bestow me wid your care and affection... I just cant say thanx for all tht you hav done for me for the simple reason tht it will underestimate all your care towards me... "