When was the last time you did something for the first time???

The last time time that you did something for the first time…
Life happens and things happen. But we just take everything for granted..

Someone said to me the other day that when was the last time that I did something for the first time and I was thrown into a deep valley of thoughts. Thoughts that left me wondering…was there really something at all that I had ever done for the first time.. and this was one the few times that I was forced to think..walk down the memory lane to admire, to appreciate the gift of life, the so many small things that make life really beautiful…

So many things, right from the time I must have taken my first step to the time that I spoke my first comprehendible word…although I was too small then to put such things into my list of “ brightening my day stuff”…but I can for sure imagine the amount of happiness it must have brought into my parents lives….

I have been a very independent girl ever since I moved out of my home to pursue my education in Pune. That was perhaps the start of a new life for me, a life where I could take my own decisions, decide on what was right and wrong…I had the prerogative to decide what I wanted to do , based on my self developed list of ethical behavior. Nobody ever questioned me, but I wanted to have a clear conscience and I can proudly say that I do.

Living in a hostel , you get the true picture of life…A very practical view opens up and you get to see and meet all kinds of people. Right from the high society babes to the middle class girls trying to find a place in the upper strata..from the wannabes to the actually there ones….from the calm and composed to the outspoken ones…Everyone...



Moving back to the topic from where my rendezvous with the past started, the first time…
If I start writing about all my first times, perhaps that would turn out being an autobiography.Not sure if I really want to do that…I am no politician, no actress, no model, no famous painter..just the plain old, well not yet quite old… I am someone who you would find in atleast one of every ten homes in India today…I am a software engineer. :)
So I have had quite a common list of first times for me…

The first campus interview( which I cleared luckily) , the first job, the first few months of bench, moving to bangalore, meeting long lost friends who I had lost touch with over the years ( and I am so grateful to God for making me meet them again ) and who brought happiness and smiles in my life all over again.


The time I cried in public for the first time at the thought of losing my friends and moving to a totally new place. The fear of losing them was what was killing. The new corporate friends I made ,The devilish laughter sessions I shared with my competitor( in laughing) roommates, the first time I identified my huge apetite (for food) with someone who complemented me on that totally.
The time I was duped my a rickshaw-wala the very first day I reached Bangalore.

The first time I realized how guys are so idiotic and desperate sometimes that they just fall for anybody who comes across. The first time I celebrated diwali in Bangalore with an idiot who came ringing our bell to offer sweets in a bid to get introduced to me and my friend as he happened to have a crush on one of us .I still don’t know who it was that he had a crush on.

It was in Bangalore that I realized the importance that my family and friends held in my life. I realized for the first time that although you tend to take these people for granted, they are the ones who count the most.
The first time when I went out to eat alone in a restaurant after many food-less days .The first time I went shopping alone and realized that I really liked doing that. People who say that girls just go out and shop like crazy when they are depressed or angry or upset.. are right. Because that’s what we do. And believe me, it really helps us to pep up. Its like a stress buster.

Back to the line of thoughts I started on, I cant help but smile when I remember the first time I and my friend fell in a public place, on top of each other, with hundreds on people around us watching us ..That helped me get over the embarrassment that surfaced each time I had fallen down previously. Now I am over it :)..I fall, I get up, I smile and off I go…:)

I remember the time I came back to pune and the first time I saw the tears of joy on my friends faces on seeing me. Speaking of tears, I remember the first time I went home during college times and tuffy(My dog) actually cried….that was when I saw tears of joy for the first time.

I remember my first interview after almost three years of work-ex in a company I did not know about and blabbering about a technology that I had really never worked on.

The first time that a subzeewala made fun of my bag :). The first time that I slammed a door on someone. :)
The first time that I realized the importance of people in my life. The first time that I was able to attend a friend’s shaadi.
And then the funny events like the first time I slammed the door of a car when my own finger was stuck in there , the first time I fainted because of the pain. The first time that I sat down to write the last time that I did something for the first time.

Come to think of it, its just a matter of your perspective of things. If you start looking at it the way I am now, its almost everyday that you end up doing something new. What really matters is whether you have the time and attitude to notice and appreciate it.