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Random Thoughts on the sojourn of life …

Just finished watching "The Terminal" on Star Movies (that confirms I am not in Mumbai and am in some hotel where I get TV J). Steven Spielberg, Tam Hanks, Catherine Zeta Jones - the best combination of direction, performance and beauty - along with a very unique, interesting and classic story make the movie worth more than one watch. This was my second time.

I could better identify with the movie this time, as I have been in the transitory mode for the past 3 weeks now, just like the major characters in this movie. For the uninitiated, I left Mumbai on the April 3 for Chennai; returned to Mumbai at 12:30 AM on April, 13 and left for Pune (on a personal trip), before the sun rose on April 14. If I include the amount of time spent in a car into my travel time, then between April 13 and April 17, I spent more time traveling than what I spent sleeping on a bed! This includes time spent coming back to Mumbai on the night of April 16 and leaving for Bangalore by the 6.30 flight next morning.

So what's the schedule for the next few days? Travel schedule is slightly lax, however I will cover 3 Companies by end of next week in the silicon city of India.

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