Out of nowhere it pops into my head that I did create this blog some months back, trying to remember the resolutions I made while creating it, as I search for the forgotten login and password among alternate emails and 'Remember' files. Well indeed, time does fly and I remember that I made it so that if not for anyone else to read, I would glance through these posts (hopefully not at this frequency) years later, and remember myself, my thoughts and the being I have been. As I put it, for a record of my own thoughts.

I have wanted to be a teacher and a columnist for so long now, that I have forgotten about it through most of my daily life. It is on silent Saturday afternoons like these when I have decided to let company time on reading, surfing online that it awakens me, hey, what about the budding columnist.

So in the time that flew by which accumulates to years, I have been an ambitious teenager dreaming about being the next Indira Nooyi or the CFO on ET front page, optimistic Indian waiting to see India shining upon the world, the young smart intern, just an above average employee, in love, busy wife, now expecting mother, with few changes in the earlier ambitious thoughts for myself and the country which may now fall under the more realistic category. I am not sure if the fall in ambition is what happens to most of us after a few years of entering the working world when you realize that the way to the top, if not for all that easy (never thought it nor wanted to be easy) is not really all that rosy - anyway more on that later. What I was coming to, was all the things that I would have written about, had I started this blog earlier or continued my attempts in the past to keep writing.

 Okay, thoughts have gone farther and faster than words could, and I am now lost..