The agony & Ecstacy of being the lone child...

Forgot to mention in my intro that I am the lone child of my parents... Yups, no siblings. It just happened that I was watching "Shakti"(Amitabh, Dilip Kumar starrer classical), and felt like penning down the good...and some not so good things of being the lone warrior!!

The good part...

Getting Pampered : You indeed are the king...for its you who orders; and more often than not those orders get ful-filled. So, be it getting mangoes from cold storage in November or getting your fav pair of jean... you just name it...and there will be whole-hearted attempts to fulfill that wish. These iklauta kids..indeed get pampered like anything!!

Apple/Banana/Grapes/Mango (whatever u may chose to call it) of the eye : Did anyone said centre of attraction! All the attention...all the love..all the care is bestowed upon u...U and ONLY U. Feels good..isn't it ?

U don't have to bother about sharing : Yippee.... if anything is there...you have 100% ownership of that. No one with whom u need to share your ice cream or the cake...or your room! No Siblings...so no fights for that pencil...or that copy...or that piece of cake...

And, now The not so good part...

Cramped up for space: When its only u..who is the centre of attraction...who is the lone focus, then at times you may not find enough space for yourself. It gets a little uncomfortable then... as there are times when you actually want to be just yourself...when you probably want to spend some time with yourself....but since you have always being their(parents) focus, and hence they might not understand this thing. And sometimes...this thing may frustrate/irritate you like anything..

No-one to share : Yeah, that was the good part...and that is the bad part well. A Sibling is one with whom you actually learn how to share. From sharing that piece of cake...to sharing your room...to sharing emotions!

One really needs someone to fight with...something with whom you can share your secrets...someone with whom share your dreams..share your thoughts. Thats helps...isnt it? I personally feel, siblings play a very important part in the growing up process... for I terribly miss not having anyone whom I could call my bro...or sis.

Don't know...whether the agony is more...or the ecstacy is...

To start with...

Another stint @ blogging...
I have tried my hand at blogging...but somehow wasnt at a comfort level with this trend. May be I belong to that tribe which finds it much easier to share its heart n soul with their good 'ol diaries. Nonetheless, am giving it a 2nd try, lets see..

This being my first post, I dont know if I should be introducing myself...for I am still unaware of the said & un-said rules of blogging. Anyways, for the sake of it...lets do it.

Officially people call me Bindesh Pandey, unofficially it can be anything from BP to Bindu. Am currently employed with Newgen Software, Delhi...trying to sell their softwares. Have spent 13 months here. Prior to Newgen, had a two yr vacation @ IIIT-Allahabad; the result of tht vacation...I was bestowed with something called "Master of Business Administration". Basically from delhi itself, have spent almost whole of my life yr(baring a couple of years here n there). I used to be highly passionate about cricket...but of late, in this rat race, that passion has declined sharply. Another passion of mine was music...almost same story with this one as well; havent been able to keep track of the new albums hitting the market(would have loved to hear Gulzar reciting Amrita Pritams poetry, or Zikr by Ghulam Ali...but for my a little hectic schedule any ofcos my world famous laziness..).

To start with, I guess this should be good enough....