My wife was a student of biology when we met first, who spoke a lot about genetics, mutation, DNA etc which i never understood. I was(am) a poor parrot head, for me these terms are known but in my own way, Gene(Jeans) means something I love to wear, DNA may be an inverse operator of logical AND(&) and PDBs are the symbol files to debug my kernel mode device driver. She tried her best to enlighten me but gave up at the end.
On the other hand, for her Microsoft means some soft micro organism, can be seen only with microscope and software (soft wear) is apparel made of soft fabric, she would have planned to purchase, when we go for shopping next time. There were many differences between us; the prominent one, we can neither speak nor understand other’s native language. Exciting right? Yep quite exciting issue for others, not us… huh. What to do? I know only three languages, out of my 3 primary languages; C++ and Tamil are ruled out for communication and given with English to speak.
Many friends of mine are pondering, which language my child is going to speak. I prefer C++. I can understand C++ better than any other language...
Friday, 25 May 2007
Monday, 21 May 2007
The Change : Moving To Oxford
Relocating to a new place where I don't even know single human being is not new to me. My 1st move to Pune, I was not knowing anyone, then when I was back to Madras I lost all my contacts in my own city and then to Bangalore, I was knowing only one guy. The other short trips are well planned. The fact was I am quite confident, I will find one known contact(definitely known to known) when I got down from The First Great Western Train to Oxford from London Paddington. I was unaware at that moment it is going to become nearly impossible task to find even “a known to known to known” buddy here. “Ahandhai” is the word I would call in my native language Tamil, The feeling of “I am having my brothers and sisters all over the world” was shattering slowly. I did not believe initially then I couldn't accept for a while, in fact i was not even attempting to search a shelter for me in this beautiful town.
The reality started biting, I was able to realize a week after my first visit, 5 more day to move completely to Oxford . Even on the dooms day, I was unaware where I am going to sleep that night. I could find 2 good hearted people who offered me accommodation at Oxford. I can live with them for the next 5 days, that means I have to get my own hut within 5 days and move there. I never know, whether it is possible or not. Since my work was not demanding, there was little hope somewhere in the corner of my heart, I will find time and place to move.
To every ones surprise it happened, a 7 bed room house with a common kitchen and living room. Sounds big but to be shared by 5 people. All are from different countries who gave a warm welcome to the poor Indian. I will be living with a British gentle man, a German lady, a Slovakian professional and a South African girl until my better half arrives here. The setup did not surprise me because before landing at this place, I was almost finalized a place where an Iranian girl who works for a software firm, a French professional, a British bartender girl and a German guy to live with. I dropped moving to that place because that was very near to my office.
The greatness about Oxford is multi cultured, u may end up having morning tea with a Brit then breakfast with Slovakian, Walk to bus stand with a German, travel to office sitting next to a Japanese, work next to a Pakistani and have lunch with a Turk, like me. That is also the greatness about human life, the only permanent attribute in our life is “Change”. Change offers something “New” to life, a new aroma, flavour, colours, experiences, people, language may be A NEW LIFE. The one who afraid of change is afraid of living in this ever young mother earth.
Still searching a “known to known to known to known” person, yet to find other than the two who gave me shelter on the cold summer evening(cold summer evening!!!, yeah here summer also cold) but now I am known to many here.
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