Standing on the edge of a cliff with her arms spread like an eagle’s wings. This is the end…nowhere to go. But do I really want to go anywhere…what am I doing here standing lk dis? Am I going to fly or am I gonna die?
Soft wind is blowing making her swoon… She realizes that she is not able to stand still…and neither is her mind…Its wen u r at places like these that u realize how much of support we take from our surroundings while standing on our 2 legs…its wen u r standing with absolutely nothing around you except big vast expanse of sky which is no longer up above you but seems to be coming down to engulf you..its at these times you suddenly miss the surrounding that you were so used to.
“Its almost time” She thinks and closes her eyes…
“Dint someone say that your whole life flashes before you at moments like this?” She thinks of things gone by, people she left, people who left her and ofcourse those whom she wanted to be with but who were just never there.
The countdown begins…
5…
She raises her arms
4…
She closes her eyes
3…
She takes a deep breath
2…
She realizes that she is smiling
1…
Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooohoooooooo
She falls…
That was her experience with Bungee jumping :P
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Friday, 15 February 2008
Tuesday, 8 January 2008
Happy-NEW-Year
A lot of people said that I marked my 50th post but dint mark the turn of year on my blog. Afterall, it was the first turn of year being witnessed by my blog.
So Happy New Year to all.
But then if u think it over…
What’s so new about this year? Other den one extra day in Feb, isn’t it the same as the old one? Same old months, same old alternatively 30 and 31 days, same festivals, same seasons…blah blah blah.
So what’s so new about it?
Its a year with new days and different opportunities, new events and new..umm watever.
But den we get a new day every 24 hours, dont we. We have a new opportunity, a new sunrise and all dat jazz every 24 hours. Then wat major significance does this turn of day hold..
Am I being too rational? or am I being too pessimistic?
Watever it is...one thing is for sure..im definetely using TOO MANY QUESTIONMARKS :P
Ok people..lk we wish Gud morning to everyone, here I wish happy, peaceful and healthy remaining 2008 for you :)
So Happy New Year to all.
But then if u think it over…
What’s so new about this year? Other den one extra day in Feb, isn’t it the same as the old one? Same old months, same old alternatively 30 and 31 days, same festivals, same seasons…blah blah blah.
So what’s so new about it?
Its a year with new days and different opportunities, new events and new..umm watever.
But den we get a new day every 24 hours, dont we. We have a new opportunity, a new sunrise and all dat jazz every 24 hours. Then wat major significance does this turn of day hold..
Am I being too rational? or am I being too pessimistic?
Watever it is...one thing is for sure..im definetely using TOO MANY QUESTIONMARKS :P
Ok people..lk we wish Gud morning to everyone, here I wish happy, peaceful and healthy remaining 2008 for you :)
Monday, 7 January 2008
Turning 50!!
Cut the cake, pop out the champagne and sing birthday wishes…so what if we dint celebrate birth of JLT, we are today celebrating 50th post of JLT. *applause*
Now..im sure you all are super enthu abt hearing some words of wisdom from JLT about his journey to this landmark where not many blogs are able to reach or if they do, just don’t bother recognizing the importance. Hey u! wat r u trying to imply by that rolling eyes expression of urs huh???
Anyways, so who better to interview JLT den its associate and owner (this is to tell who the boss is) SUPERNOVA.
S: Hey buddy, so u r 50 now eh..gud going.
JLT (the ever sarcastic): I’ll tk ur statement as bday wish.
S: So lets go back to how u got started.
JLT: Me...well it was all your doin..if u wrnt so surrounded by bloggers and blog discussions in your previous work place, not to mention so piled up wid things inside u dat desperately needed a vent out…I don’t think I wud have cum into existence.
S: So tell me, hw it has been so far huh? Pretty gud im sure.
JLT (and also the perennial cribber): Oh ya? u wudnt have said d same if someone was using YOU purely as a confession box.
S: Ahem ok so dat was y u were created..u r atleast serving ur purpose..be happy about it.
JLT gives out a nasty grunt
S:Oh cmon...it cudnt have been so bad, was it. (a look saying dont-u-dare-say-otherwise is passed)
JLT: Umm ya good enuff though it would have been a lot better if der were more comments but den its ok..who cares anyways.
S: Oh but u have a few loyal readers…ders a niche readership dat u enjoy. How kewl is dat.
JLT: Ummm ya wateverrr
S: So any great achievements?
JLT: Ah well! I managed to keep myself alive so long dats a gud one. Plus induced some sm slacky bloggers lk Spectator to be more regular wid der blogging even though now dey seem to be doing d same.
S: So wat tuk u so long to cum up wid ur 50th post…almost a month..u have never been away for dis long.
JLT: Uh-huh..Lady wen u turn 50 and people cum asking you questions about your 1st day in the world, den u cum to me n we’ll discuss y it tuk me soo long.
S: ok F-i-ne. U know it wont hurt if u can put a cap on ur cribbing and sarcasm.
JLT: Tell the person who logs in to blogger account n pukes out all dis crap in my name.
S: Ahem ok so dats it for now. Before u practically kill me by ur sheer sneering, im off.
*The 50th post of such a random blog cudnt have been anything even remotely sensible :P
Now..im sure you all are super enthu abt hearing some words of wisdom from JLT about his journey to this landmark where not many blogs are able to reach or if they do, just don’t bother recognizing the importance. Hey u! wat r u trying to imply by that rolling eyes expression of urs huh???
Anyways, so who better to interview JLT den its associate and owner (this is to tell who the boss is) SUPERNOVA.
S: Hey buddy, so u r 50 now eh..gud going.
JLT (the ever sarcastic): I’ll tk ur statement as bday wish.
S: So lets go back to how u got started.
JLT: Me...well it was all your doin..if u wrnt so surrounded by bloggers and blog discussions in your previous work place, not to mention so piled up wid things inside u dat desperately needed a vent out…I don’t think I wud have cum into existence.
S: So tell me, hw it has been so far huh? Pretty gud im sure.
JLT (and also the perennial cribber): Oh ya? u wudnt have said d same if someone was using YOU purely as a confession box.
S: Ahem ok so dat was y u were created..u r atleast serving ur purpose..be happy about it.
JLT gives out a nasty grunt
S:Oh cmon...it cudnt have been so bad, was it. (a look saying dont-u-dare-say-otherwise is passed)
JLT: Umm ya good enuff though it would have been a lot better if der were more comments but den its ok..who cares anyways.
S: Oh but u have a few loyal readers…ders a niche readership dat u enjoy. How kewl is dat.
JLT: Ummm ya wateverrr
S: So any great achievements?
JLT: Ah well! I managed to keep myself alive so long dats a gud one. Plus induced some sm slacky bloggers lk Spectator to be more regular wid der blogging even though now dey seem to be doing d same.
S: So wat tuk u so long to cum up wid ur 50th post…almost a month..u have never been away for dis long.
JLT: Uh-huh..Lady wen u turn 50 and people cum asking you questions about your 1st day in the world, den u cum to me n we’ll discuss y it tuk me soo long.
S: ok F-i-ne. U know it wont hurt if u can put a cap on ur cribbing and sarcasm.
JLT: Tell the person who logs in to blogger account n pukes out all dis crap in my name.
S: Ahem ok so dats it for now. Before u practically kill me by ur sheer sneering, im off.
*The 50th post of such a random blog cudnt have been anything even remotely sensible :P
Thursday, 13 December 2007
Mehndi Torture
I wrote (or rather cribbed) about the impending wedding season but forgot to mention the most intricate part of this season for gals n women..nah its not shopping..( u guys really cant think beyond gossip and shopping wen someone mentions women na..hmph!) Its decorating ur hands with a sorta herbal tattoo by making intricate designs....we know it as applying mehndi or heena. Some women also apply it on their hair and men on their beard giving it a kinda rusty luk (wat a pathetic way to hide whites huh :P) bt dats a different matter.The only cumbersome thing about applying mehndi is that for 2-3 hrs u r in a way without ur hands. While some take it as an opportunity to have friends and family members at ur beck-n-call der r some who find it irritating since it leaves them at others mercy for mundane tasks as drinking water and itching...urs truely no doubt comes from the 2nd school of thought.
To avoid dis i genrally opt to apply mehndi on only one palm at a time. However one of the couples getting hitched dis season was my brother as well so goin with the flow I decided to deck up both my palms and even feet (as an afterthought only)
OMG the torture I had to stand:
- It was December and mehndi is obviously cold so my hands freezed.
- I obviously cudnt eat and drink water…though I generally don’t feel hungry, dat time I was suddenly starving. And no one in the house had ‘any time’ to feed me.
- When eventually someone did feed me then it wasn’t my chice of food. Instead of what I want, I was given morsels of “what’ll be good for me” which obviously tastes pathetic. *sigh* it was either that or starve.
- Nothing beats a cup of hot ginger tea in winters...but imagine when u r offered the same with a straw!!!! Arrgh!
- Y is it that wen u know ur hands are as good as not being der at all, suddenly u feel as if ants are crawling all over you…trust me itching is the worst form of torture.
- Winters coupled wid mehndi results in u feelin cold and dis often results in nature’s call. But der is absolutely no way u can attend to it!! :O this is almost as bad as itching in terms of torture, if not worse.
- When you have to make sure that absolutely nothing and no one touches/brushes by you, you end up bumping into everything and everyone. Be it curtains or furniture (which is very much at its place and not lk in the middle of the passage) or people.
- Not to forget that comments like, “oh! Now you are no of help”, “so for next 4 hours, you are good for nothing huh” and “can u like just stay in one corner and imitate some piece of furniture!! U r blocking the way!”, “u dare stain my shirt and den u see wat happens next” (this wen I was standing at one place and not even moving!!!)
*sigh* see its sooooo tuff. So next time when you wanna really reallllllllllllly torture someone, put mehendi on der palm and feet. As forall these people..i’l see to them next time when I undergo this exercise..what? u thot I’m done wid it for a lifetime? NAH!!
Update: This is MY pic :)
Tuesday, 11 December 2007
How to get ready for office early!
Thursday, 29 November 2007
Know me
Another Tag, thnx to Adi..though she dint exactly tag me but i kinda liked it so i picked it up myself...
So brace urself as yours truely reveals some unknown until now facts about herself :P
Pick out a scar you have, and explain how you got it. Burn mark on the back of both my hands..i got it at age of 7yrs through an electric shock (people say dats wen I went a bit off-track..wateverr dat means)
What does your phone look like? My phone, is a Nokia 6270 and it looks bulky.
What is on the walls of your bedroom? Like I said here, absolutely nothing.
What is your current desktop picture?
Im on a nature loving trip these days.
Do you believe in gay marriage? Ummm gay as in happy…sure.gay as in GAY..never bothered to give it a thought. N neways, none of my concern dude.
What do you want more than anything right now? Ummmmm curl myself inside a blanket and sip a cup of nice hot ginger tea…sigh! Pure bliss!
Are your parents still together? Yes, and at times together against ME.
Last person who made you cry? Im the only one who can make myself cry buckets.
What is your favorite perfume/cologne? Ummm never really bothered for perfumes…but I guess anything dats nice n a bit subtle will do.
What are you listening to? Right now to him listening to constant sound of the generator and ofcourse tapping of my keyboard keys. But b4 dat I was listening to Enrique
Do you get scared of the dark? Are you kidding? I like making out shapes in dark.
Do you like pain killers? Sure..i love them..arnt they yummy….wat crap man..WHO likes pain killers huh..i never tk painkillers coz dey r addicting.
If you could eat anything right now, what would it be? Im feeling lk having a pizza..nice hot crispy yummy pizza…yummm
Who was the last person who made you mad? Myself ofcourse..nobody else is dat important.
Who was the last person who made you smile? Mr. bean
Is someone in love with you? Ofcourse..all around me. You just cant help fallin in love wid me for one reason or another...& if u say dat u dont den u r simply LYING :P
Three Things in my life I can never let go of
1. My will power
2. My stubborn attitude (snobby)
3. My ego (ya ya heard all about how bad it is n shud have ego n all bulls**t..keep it to urself)
4. My novels
5. My frnds n family (ok dis was purely for the senti touch :P)
List 5 things that you want to say to people but never will. Don't say who they are.
1. And I thought u knew me well
2. Did god forget to put some grey cells in dat big bloated head of urs
3. Y cant u just let me be
4. You think I care
5. Get this n get this straight..i NEED not tell you every single detail of my life
Five Things I’d Love To Do Before I Die
1 Learn how to whistle. Dat typical mawali whistle dat requires u to put ur fingers in ur mouth. I wanna whistle in a multiplex in the middle of a movie.
2 Dance in the rain in the middle of a busy road
3 Live in a tree house..I loved the tree house in “George of the jungle”
4 I wanna go on a pirate ship…and if the captain is as hot as jack sparrow ah well, dats a bonus ;)5 Travel randomly
Five Things I Will Not Do Even If It Kills me
1. Smoke a ciggie (though come to thnk of it…smokin kills)
2. Date a married man
Ummmmmmmmmmm cant think of anything else..watever I had in my list of things I’ll never do end up happening to me so cant say.
Five Things I Do When I’m Away From The Public
1. Talk to myself
2. Think in restrospect
3. Laugh like crazy
4. Poke my nose (ewwwww..how gross i can get :P)
5. Bath and daily ablutions
Five Fav Sentences/Quotes
1 Wateverrrrr (ppl around me are thoroughly bugged wid dis wrd)
2 What Crap!! (picked up from my ex-boss)
3 Duuuuuuuuuuuuude (accompanied wid a surprised voice and rollin eyes)
4 Ya rite!!
5 Uffffffffffffffffff!!!
Five Things I’ll Make You Wish You Didnt Do, If You Did
1. You called me a BIMBO
2. Take me for granted
3. Boss me around..im the one who’ll do that ok
4. Touch my hair...i absolutely hate it
5. Make me wait for u
Now time to tag ppl...i tag Spectator and Lazyman
So brace urself as yours truely reveals some unknown until now facts about herself :P
Pick out a scar you have, and explain how you got it. Burn mark on the back of both my hands..i got it at age of 7yrs through an electric shock (people say dats wen I went a bit off-track..wateverr dat means)
What does your phone look like? My phone, is a Nokia 6270 and it looks bulky.
What is on the walls of your bedroom? Like I said here, absolutely nothing.
What is your current desktop picture?
Im on a nature loving trip these days.Do you believe in gay marriage? Ummm gay as in happy…sure.gay as in GAY..never bothered to give it a thought. N neways, none of my concern dude.
What do you want more than anything right now? Ummmmm curl myself inside a blanket and sip a cup of nice hot ginger tea…sigh! Pure bliss!
Are your parents still together? Yes, and at times together against ME.
Last person who made you cry? Im the only one who can make myself cry buckets.
What is your favorite perfume/cologne? Ummm never really bothered for perfumes…but I guess anything dats nice n a bit subtle will do.
What are you listening to? Right now to him listening to constant sound of the generator and ofcourse tapping of my keyboard keys. But b4 dat I was listening to Enrique
Do you get scared of the dark? Are you kidding? I like making out shapes in dark.
Do you like pain killers? Sure..i love them..arnt they yummy….wat crap man..WHO likes pain killers huh..i never tk painkillers coz dey r addicting.
If you could eat anything right now, what would it be? Im feeling lk having a pizza..nice hot crispy yummy pizza…yummm
Who was the last person who made you mad? Myself ofcourse..nobody else is dat important.
Who was the last person who made you smile? Mr. bean
Is someone in love with you? Ofcourse..all around me. You just cant help fallin in love wid me for one reason or another...& if u say dat u dont den u r simply LYING :P
Three Things in my life I can never let go of
1. My will power
2. My stubborn attitude (snobby)
3. My ego (ya ya heard all about how bad it is n shud have ego n all bulls**t..keep it to urself)
4. My novels
5. My frnds n family (ok dis was purely for the senti touch :P)
List 5 things that you want to say to people but never will. Don't say who they are.
1. And I thought u knew me well
2. Did god forget to put some grey cells in dat big bloated head of urs
3. Y cant u just let me be
4. You think I care
5. Get this n get this straight..i NEED not tell you every single detail of my life
Five Things I’d Love To Do Before I Die
1 Learn how to whistle. Dat typical mawali whistle dat requires u to put ur fingers in ur mouth. I wanna whistle in a multiplex in the middle of a movie.
2 Dance in the rain in the middle of a busy road
3 Live in a tree house..I loved the tree house in “George of the jungle”
4 I wanna go on a pirate ship…and if the captain is as hot as jack sparrow ah well, dats a bonus ;)5 Travel randomly
Five Things I Will Not Do Even If It Kills me
1. Smoke a ciggie (though come to thnk of it…smokin kills)
2. Date a married man
Ummmmmmmmmmm cant think of anything else..watever I had in my list of things I’ll never do end up happening to me so cant say.
Five Things I Do When I’m Away From The Public
1. Talk to myself
2. Think in restrospect
3. Laugh like crazy
4. Poke my nose (ewwwww..how gross i can get :P)
5. Bath and daily ablutions
Five Fav Sentences/Quotes
1 Wateverrrrr (ppl around me are thoroughly bugged wid dis wrd)
2 What Crap!! (picked up from my ex-boss)
3 Duuuuuuuuuuuuude (accompanied wid a surprised voice and rollin eyes)
4 Ya rite!!
5 Uffffffffffffffffff!!!
Five Things I’ll Make You Wish You Didnt Do, If You Did
1. You called me a BIMBO
2. Take me for granted
3. Boss me around..im the one who’ll do that ok
4. Touch my hair...i absolutely hate it
5. Make me wait for u
Now time to tag ppl...i tag Spectator and Lazyman
Monday, 26 November 2007
QWERTY Noise
Seems like I’m leading a very noisy life. As if there wasn’t enough decibel levels generated by the National Capital Region’s vehicles and metro work, there was that band practice outside my office then there was my footgear (which I promptly got changed) and now suddenly people have started complaining about my major source of communication to the outside world..no baba, dey rnt bugged by my voice..its my PC’s keypad. My major source of communication with the world around me is primarily my computer…my blog, messenger, social networks I m part of, emails blah blah blah.The problem is that though im mute while typing, my keyboard literally yells. And wid most of the people in my office working through laptops..anyways the sound levels are quiet low (even those band walaahs are done wid der rehersals) so the sound of my fingers hitting my keypad is exceptionally pronounced (ahem well ok so I admit dat I do punch dem a little harder but still…).
“Do u plan to completely get done with your keyboard lady?”
“OMG Relax!! You’ll make me deaf one of these days”
“U pissed?”
“Arrey wats dis sound man…who is hitting whom!”
*sigh*
See what all I have to jhelofy…good thing that none of it bothers me. As I put final touches to this post, I have people around me glaring as if I have completely lost my mind..but u know the bestest part? I SIMPLY DON’T CARE!!!
And if u r wondering the sense of this post den lemme tk u out of this misery...there isn’t any. I felt like writing and couldn’t think of something quick so I came up with this…n newayz, the female of species don’t ever need a reason or topic to ramble about;)
Thursday, 15 November 2007
Burned by Agni
Frnd: You must have heard of Agni
Me: Agni…I have heard of agni missile
(not wanting to be caught unaware, I made a google search on agni)
Me: And ofcourse it’s a service provider in Bangladesh- Agni Systems. But y r u talking about it?
Frnd: I was talking about Agni- the disc @ Hotel Park. Google search is not always a nice option u know.
Me: Damn! Oh gawd can I please please disappear from the face of this earth
*sigh*
Me: Agni…I have heard of agni missile
(not wanting to be caught unaware, I made a google search on agni)
Me: And ofcourse it’s a service provider in Bangladesh- Agni Systems. But y r u talking about it?
Frnd: I was talking about Agni- the disc @ Hotel Park. Google search is not always a nice option u know.
Me: Damn! Oh gawd can I please please disappear from the face of this earth
*sigh*
Thursday, 8 November 2007
Diwali chaos
By now, u all must be quiet used to me cribbing about whatever festival or seasonal wave coming to the city (monsoons, wedding season etc.) so lemme not disappoint you all...afterall you are my darlin, precious readers :P And anyways i was feelin like posting something and had no concrete topic in my mind so here it is...my diwali ramblings.
A. Im not a festive person (seems lk im a not-many-things-person na but later about that aspect)
B. I dont like too much noise and i completely abhore smoke and pollution (dont ask me how I survive in this city...waise post CNG drive things are very controlled out here)
C. Not being very social (unless through internet:P) I dont have any social obligations so no gifting sweets and chocolates (BTW, I completely adore poeple who gift chocolates to me and never ever expect me to gift the same to them). So after the pooja and all is done (dat too isnt exactly my cup of tea) and my parents leave to fulfilll their social obligations, all that is left is me and ummmmmmm me.
Tryin to watch TV or talk on phone is an excercise in vain..with so much noise, how can u hear anyone? So its mostly SMSing friends or sending e-greetings.
SMSing reminds me this funny incident dat happened to me few yrs back. I got his really beautiful n nice diwali SMS from some number. That number was not in my phonebook but looked very familiar so I confidently called up the number. On hearing Hello in an unfamiliar voice, I realised my folly. Anyhow, since the person had send me a msg, i had every reason to ask who it was..
Me: Hi..I am Supernova. May I know whom Im talkin to?
He: Hi this is Z this side.
Me: Well I just received an SMS from ur number..Do I know you?
He: You are Supernova?
Me: Yup.
He: And you got a message from my number?
Me: Dats rite. But im not sure I know you.
He: Well I was in your college yaar..don't you remember me.
Me (totally zapped): WHAT?? You were in MY college?
He: Yaaa
Me: R u absolutely sure?
He: Haan baba..im surprised you dont rememeber me.
Me: You know dats really strange indeed. Coz I was in an all-girls college.
The silence that followed on his end was PRICELESS!!!!
He: Oh! Then you arent the one im talkin about.
hahahahahahaha
The worst problem is trying to sleep on the D-nite...The moment you are on the brink of steppin into the dreamland, BOOM and you are rudely woken up by your neighbourhood cracker enthusiast. And those cracker chains of 1000, 5000 and 10000 crackers are like pure nightmare...they go on for lk 15 minutes atleast and post that too you can hear them for atleast another 10 minutes buzzing your ears.
I was never much into crckers..just some harmless and noiseless phuljhadis for me untill i got burned a little by one of the flames and bid adieu to that too.
So overall, diwali dsnt hold much significance for me other den the holiday I get:P
This pic greeted me in the morning:
Delhi (the Connaught Circus are to be precise though Im sure things werent very different any other parts of the city) yesterday eve.
(click on the image to enlarge it)
Anyways, dats nothing to me coz im surely not planning to move out of my house for the rest of this week (though right now im stuck in the office but then dats an entirely different story).
Have a nice time this diwali, have fun n take care of yourself and those around you :)
A. Im not a festive person (seems lk im a not-many-things-person na but later about that aspect)
B. I dont like too much noise and i completely abhore smoke and pollution (dont ask me how I survive in this city...waise post CNG drive things are very controlled out here)
C. Not being very social (unless through internet:P) I dont have any social obligations so no gifting sweets and chocolates (BTW, I completely adore poeple who gift chocolates to me and never ever expect me to gift the same to them). So after the pooja and all is done (dat too isnt exactly my cup of tea) and my parents leave to fulfilll their social obligations, all that is left is me and ummmmmmm me.
Tryin to watch TV or talk on phone is an excercise in vain..with so much noise, how can u hear anyone? So its mostly SMSing friends or sending e-greetings.
SMSing reminds me this funny incident dat happened to me few yrs back. I got his really beautiful n nice diwali SMS from some number. That number was not in my phonebook but looked very familiar so I confidently called up the number. On hearing Hello in an unfamiliar voice, I realised my folly. Anyhow, since the person had send me a msg, i had every reason to ask who it was..
Me: Hi..I am Supernova. May I know whom Im talkin to?
He: Hi this is Z this side.
Me: Well I just received an SMS from ur number..Do I know you?
He: You are Supernova?
Me: Yup.
He: And you got a message from my number?
Me: Dats rite. But im not sure I know you.
He: Well I was in your college yaar..don't you remember me.
Me (totally zapped): WHAT?? You were in MY college?
He: Yaaa
Me: R u absolutely sure?
He: Haan baba..im surprised you dont rememeber me.
Me: You know dats really strange indeed. Coz I was in an all-girls college.
The silence that followed on his end was PRICELESS!!!!
He: Oh! Then you arent the one im talkin about.
hahahahahahaha
The worst problem is trying to sleep on the D-nite...The moment you are on the brink of steppin into the dreamland, BOOM and you are rudely woken up by your neighbourhood cracker enthusiast. And those cracker chains of 1000, 5000 and 10000 crackers are like pure nightmare...they go on for lk 15 minutes atleast and post that too you can hear them for atleast another 10 minutes buzzing your ears.
I was never much into crckers..just some harmless and noiseless phuljhadis for me untill i got burned a little by one of the flames and bid adieu to that too.
So overall, diwali dsnt hold much significance for me other den the holiday I get:P
This pic greeted me in the morning:
Delhi (the Connaught Circus are to be precise though Im sure things werent very different any other parts of the city) yesterday eve.
Anyways, dats nothing to me coz im surely not planning to move out of my house for the rest of this week (though right now im stuck in the office but then dats an entirely different story).
Have a nice time this diwali, have fun n take care of yourself and those around you :)
Wednesday, 7 November 2007
Working hard
You know you have been too much into corporate communication (inform of emails n tele calls) when after scrutinizing a product in a chic showroom, you tell the attendant, “Fine I have everything with me..We’ll discuss n get back to you.”
*sigh*
For the rest of the day, I dint hear the end of it.
*sigh*
For the rest of the day, I dint hear the end of it.
Wednesday, 31 October 2007
Defending the Ostrich
Disclaimer: This post is not aimed at raising awareness about the endangered species.
Why are you in the habit of running away from facts? Y don’t you confront them? Closing your eyes wont make them go away……blah blah blah. I have lost the count of number of times I have got this gyaan in some form or another about this ostrich syndrome of mine.
While I have no trouble with listening to something good, I fail to understand this up-against-arms attitude people have towards this. First the basics: Ostrich syndrome basically refers to a state of mind where you refuse to accept a situation as real.
Your 1st reaction would be criticizing this thought process. Running away from reality after all isn’t a nice thing na..or so we preach.
My question is what if this so called reality is an impossible and terribly painful proposition? A situation or a truth that you cannot undo by any means and moreover, if you face it, it can hurt you big time. Now tell me, in such a case do u still advocate that one should face it and bear the pain it inflicts? Or simply avoid the confronting it and live in blissful ignorance.
I remember something I read in The Zahir by Paulo Coelho..It was something like If you ask yourself if you are happy is a trap..coz if the answer is no then you have to do something to make the situation better or you’ll be worse off then before (des wrnt the exact words but this is the crux of what he wrote). So in such a situation, I am not asking myself if I am happy with what I have or not coz in case I think im not, den I have to get what makes me happy and if I cannot..den Im doomedL So think what you may have to, preach what you do but for me…ostrich is a savior.
Why are you in the habit of running away from facts? Y don’t you confront them? Closing your eyes wont make them go away……blah blah blah. I have lost the count of number of times I have got this gyaan in some form or another about this ostrich syndrome of mine.
While I have no trouble with listening to something good, I fail to understand this up-against-arms attitude people have towards this. First the basics: Ostrich syndrome basically refers to a state of mind where you refuse to accept a situation as real.
Your 1st reaction would be criticizing this thought process. Running away from reality after all isn’t a nice thing na..or so we preach.
My question is what if this so called reality is an impossible and terribly painful proposition? A situation or a truth that you cannot undo by any means and moreover, if you face it, it can hurt you big time. Now tell me, in such a case do u still advocate that one should face it and bear the pain it inflicts? Or simply avoid the confronting it and live in blissful ignorance.
I remember something I read in The Zahir by Paulo Coelho..It was something like If you ask yourself if you are happy is a trap..coz if the answer is no then you have to do something to make the situation better or you’ll be worse off then before (des wrnt the exact words but this is the crux of what he wrote). So in such a situation, I am not asking myself if I am happy with what I have or not coz in case I think im not, den I have to get what makes me happy and if I cannot..den Im doomedL So think what you may have to, preach what you do but for me…ostrich is a savior.
Saturday, 20 October 2007
Tak tak tak tak...
What’s the similarity between a fire brigade and ME (only des days ok)? We both announce our arrival. While the former does it through a bell (or siren these days), yours truly achieves this by her sandles. The leather piece dat usually covers the heel of a sandle to muffle up the sound of tak tak came off few days back n now I walk tak tak tak tak…..Its ok laugh..no no please don’t restain urself, go ahead laugh. Everyone has been commenting on this toh y shud my humble readers be deprived of the pleasure huh.
Sample this conversation I had with a colleague.
He: Ur footgear is making too much of noise
Me: Ya I know..im trying to walk slowly so that the noise can be muffed up
He: Its not working…u sound tak tak tak
Me: Very funny. I know dat. I think we need floor carpeting
He: No but u do need a new footgear. Everytime u pass by, sounds as if a model is walking.
Now im sure he wasnt complimenting me and personally even I don’t find the comparison any more flattering.
Nevertheless this comment suddenly made me so conscious that I actually was wary of walking the distance of lk 50m to get the phone!!! Finally I took dem off and sprinted to the table and got the phone.
Come to think of it, the problem isnt my footwear..its the people who are more receptive to sounds and things happening around them den on work (dats for u dude:P)...and ofcourse the bare floor that we have in our office. *sigh* till then i 'll have to look for a cobbler to get it mended or stop wearin it to office.
Sample this conversation I had with a colleague.
He: Ur footgear is making too much of noise
Me: Ya I know..im trying to walk slowly so that the noise can be muffed up
He: Its not working…u sound tak tak tak
Me: Very funny. I know dat. I think we need floor carpeting
He: No but u do need a new footgear. Everytime u pass by, sounds as if a model is walking.
Now im sure he wasnt complimenting me and personally even I don’t find the comparison any more flattering.
Nevertheless this comment suddenly made me so conscious that I actually was wary of walking the distance of lk 50m to get the phone!!! Finally I took dem off and sprinted to the table and got the phone.
Come to think of it, the problem isnt my footwear..its the people who are more receptive to sounds and things happening around them den on work (dats for u dude:P)...and ofcourse the bare floor that we have in our office. *sigh* till then i 'll have to look for a cobbler to get it mended or stop wearin it to office.
Wednesday, 17 October 2007
Not making much sense
As I write this post, there is that live concert playing in the background (if you have a lost and clueless expression on ur face at this line, read this). They are playing a number from Himesh Reshammiya. And I find it irritating to no end. This makes me question why exactly do I hate it? His voice is a pain-in-u-know-wat but he isn’t crooning with these band wallahs na. They are simply playing his music which incidentally used to be quiet good (b4 it got repetitive). Guess we are so much into himesh hating mode that it dsnt matter if he sings or not…we’ll abuse with anything related to him in sight.
One of my collegues is really pissed coz he cudnt talk to the client with all dis noise in the background. I guess he also praying for this wedding season to get done with or maybe for some sound proofing done for our office.
Though spicy food dsnt bother me much bt rite now my mouth is on fire!!! And since its on fire, its watering. Ironical na.
Today I had to brief a new joinie about my part of work...just tell her what exactly I do and all dat. It was good..i got to play the Ms.all-too-important *smug look*. Realised that many things I had no clue about…had to save my face somehow...lolz:D
Accent seems to be my major issue these days that i am dealing with. I am talking to people in South of India and getting my point across and understanding their words is a big pain..esp when we have to exchange e-mail IDs!
Its so irritating when your internet connection starts crawling. A tiny 1Mb mail takes lk 10 mins to move its ass outta ur outlook outbox and wen that mail comes back undelivered..aaaaaaarrgh!
Height of fearing blueline travel: I come to office 45 minutes early everyday coz I get a lift with my mom. Sigh! For this stupid ride, I get up 45 minutes early, get dressed early and am sitting at my chair with the office guy doing the morning dusting and cleaning of the office furniture. But on the whole I don’t really mind it…gives me time to settle down in my work and all.
Today I got a letter from my bank effectively telling me that I need to have a minimum balance of Rs.10000 if I want to avail the ATM facility. WTF!!! As in I need to maintain this balance at all times. Imagine if u have your monthly salary of this amount- You can’t withdraw your 1st salary from any ATM!! And the very next line was some crap about good customer service. Bah!
Got this book from lazyman called 'Notes To Myself' and seriously Im hooked. Its like there are some doubts budding in your mind since long and you never discussed them, not even with yourself coz u just never had words to put them in. And then someday you hear the words giving shape to thoughts in your mind. They rnt ur words but they are your thoughts. You hear/read them and u r like, "This is wat i wanted to say but dint know it until this moment." Thats wat this book has done to me. Though I dont agree with all the answers, it gave words to my questions. Thnx dude!
I guess that's it for now. I started putting it down yesterday at the end of my day and carried it to today morning..now my day has started. Hope it goes better :)
One of my collegues is really pissed coz he cudnt talk to the client with all dis noise in the background. I guess he also praying for this wedding season to get done with or maybe for some sound proofing done for our office.
Though spicy food dsnt bother me much bt rite now my mouth is on fire!!! And since its on fire, its watering. Ironical na.
Today I had to brief a new joinie about my part of work...just tell her what exactly I do and all dat. It was good..i got to play the Ms.all-too-important *smug look*. Realised that many things I had no clue about…had to save my face somehow...lolz:D
Accent seems to be my major issue these days that i am dealing with. I am talking to people in South of India and getting my point across and understanding their words is a big pain..esp when we have to exchange e-mail IDs!
Its so irritating when your internet connection starts crawling. A tiny 1Mb mail takes lk 10 mins to move its ass outta ur outlook outbox and wen that mail comes back undelivered..aaaaaaarrgh!
Height of fearing blueline travel: I come to office 45 minutes early everyday coz I get a lift with my mom. Sigh! For this stupid ride, I get up 45 minutes early, get dressed early and am sitting at my chair with the office guy doing the morning dusting and cleaning of the office furniture. But on the whole I don’t really mind it…gives me time to settle down in my work and all.
Today I got a letter from my bank effectively telling me that I need to have a minimum balance of Rs.10000 if I want to avail the ATM facility. WTF!!! As in I need to maintain this balance at all times. Imagine if u have your monthly salary of this amount- You can’t withdraw your 1st salary from any ATM!! And the very next line was some crap about good customer service. Bah!
Got this book from lazyman called 'Notes To Myself' and seriously Im hooked. Its like there are some doubts budding in your mind since long and you never discussed them, not even with yourself coz u just never had words to put them in. And then someday you hear the words giving shape to thoughts in your mind. They rnt ur words but they are your thoughts. You hear/read them and u r like, "This is wat i wanted to say but dint know it until this moment." Thats wat this book has done to me. Though I dont agree with all the answers, it gave words to my questions. Thnx dude!
I guess that's it for now. I started putting it down yesterday at the end of my day and carried it to today morning..now my day has started. Hope it goes better :)
Thursday, 11 October 2007
Dikha de Signaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaal
Believe it or not, dats literally what I have been singing for the past one month.. my mobile phone signal is acting up des days..dis when I shifted to supposedly ‘the best mobile service provider of the country’ (umm lets not get into names ok)!. in this fast tracked and gizmo dependant life where you talk to friends on msgr, orkut n ur cellphone more often den u actually meet them, if ur cellphone signal ditches you, its almost as good as being in solitary confinement (none of my dearest pals is net-savvy so orkut n msgr is outta question)!
U all know, what a big headache switching ones mobile number is…informing all n sundry abt ur new contact number, getting it changed in the bank n office records blah blah blah. The connection I had been using for the past 2 years was not a very good one..infact it had its share of outta-network-coverage days and anyways was notorious as common-man’s-network. After much prodding from friends and all, I shifted to this so called better network in September (80% of my frnd circle was on this network) only to realize that my cell doesn’t catch signal AT ALL from my place! And dis is when the signal tower is like 300m away from my house!! On contacting the authorities was another fite..the customer care executive flatly refused to believe that I am having signal troubles (‘maam dats impossible..theres a signal tower rite der’) Finally wen I was able to contact these ppl, I got to know that it’s the problem with ONLY MY HOUSING SOCIETY and nowhere else in that area. Talk of being special huh! *rolling eyes*
So the moment I reach home, im outta reach for the rest of the world. The signal I get is like too meek to last more den 2 minutes..worst part is when my friend is all but bursting out wid enthu to share some juicy piece of news with me and while she is talking, the line got cut..i get her call some 10 minutes later asking me at what point I lost her (apparently, in her story telling mode, she dint realize the dead line and continued till continous silence at my end made her suspicious..lolz:D). After many such repeated instances, all my friends have given up on me..now they either call me during the day time when I am busy in office or its we’ll-talk-wen-u-can-stand-the-entire-c0nversation.
And before you suggest, No I cannot change my number back to old one or some other provider. Too many people have my number now…and they are official contacts.
Last week I thought it was the end of my troubles..the day Vodafone was launched, suddenly I had perfect network signal even in the basement. Customer retention plan I thought. But dis weekend again I went outta coverage area…
To top it all on those rarest of rare days when my phone is showing full signal, it notifies my callers as switched off or out of reach. *sigh* will troubles never cease.Strange how can des ppl even afford to have such kinda customer complains unanswered esp with such close competition in the market…Maybe I will shift to another network (*this is in vain hope that someone working in a mobile service providing company will read this blog, get inspired and hunt down all such complains in his network)
U all know, what a big headache switching ones mobile number is…informing all n sundry abt ur new contact number, getting it changed in the bank n office records blah blah blah. The connection I had been using for the past 2 years was not a very good one..infact it had its share of outta-network-coverage days and anyways was notorious as common-man’s-network. After much prodding from friends and all, I shifted to this so called better network in September (80% of my frnd circle was on this network) only to realize that my cell doesn’t catch signal AT ALL from my place! And dis is when the signal tower is like 300m away from my house!! On contacting the authorities was another fite..the customer care executive flatly refused to believe that I am having signal troubles (‘maam dats impossible..theres a signal tower rite der’) Finally wen I was able to contact these ppl, I got to know that it’s the problem with ONLY MY HOUSING SOCIETY and nowhere else in that area. Talk of being special huh! *rolling eyes*
So the moment I reach home, im outta reach for the rest of the world. The signal I get is like too meek to last more den 2 minutes..worst part is when my friend is all but bursting out wid enthu to share some juicy piece of news with me and while she is talking, the line got cut..i get her call some 10 minutes later asking me at what point I lost her (apparently, in her story telling mode, she dint realize the dead line and continued till continous silence at my end made her suspicious..lolz:D). After many such repeated instances, all my friends have given up on me..now they either call me during the day time when I am busy in office or its we’ll-talk-wen-u-can-stand-the-entire-c0nversation.
And before you suggest, No I cannot change my number back to old one or some other provider. Too many people have my number now…and they are official contacts.
Last week I thought it was the end of my troubles..the day Vodafone was launched, suddenly I had perfect network signal even in the basement. Customer retention plan I thought. But dis weekend again I went outta coverage area…
To top it all on those rarest of rare days when my phone is showing full signal, it notifies my callers as switched off or out of reach. *sigh* will troubles never cease.Strange how can des ppl even afford to have such kinda customer complains unanswered esp with such close competition in the market…Maybe I will shift to another network (*this is in vain hope that someone working in a mobile service providing company will read this blog, get inspired and hunt down all such complains in his network)
Thursday, 4 October 2007
Band bajega
Wedding season is round the corner ppl and im getting goose bumps just thinking about it..already there is no escaping from it for me..nowhere. At home with the continually piling up stack of wedding invites, its the never ending discussions on the dresses and outfits to be worn on different ceremonies, weekends booked for haunting the malls and markets (for the unawares, shopping isnt exactly my idea of fun).
The wedding season hounds me even in my office..no i dont work in a wedding planning firm. Couple of band walas (the ones who accompany the baraat processions) chose to make the empty ground across my office their practice ground. Morning 10Am till evening, i get to 'enjoy' this LIVE in concert performance with all the latest songs (ruined beyond recognition ofcourse). And to add to my perils, I am stationed near the window and my office isnt sound proof. The only funny part is while talking to a client, its weird to explain y he/she can hear the distinct sound of drums in the background; at times more clearly then my own voice!
I am not exactly enjoying-shaadi-n-all type. There are some things I find downrite irritating about this whole shaadi business:
- The amount of noise generated by all these bands and DJs etc. Dude, good for you that you are getting married n all but must you deprive the uninvited of their peaceful sleep!
- Traffic jams!! As if there is already any dearth in the city in this deptt..while the interior roads are jammed with baraat processions (at times 3-4 baraats in a stretch of 1 km!), main roads are blocked with hoardes of cars commuting from one venue to another. So the rush hours of 5-9PM gets extended till12. And don’t even dream of going out on a weekend…pure hell!
- Unless you are part of the up-close wedding family, for you going to a wedding is like going out for dinner (you pay in form of cash/gift etc.). And I simply hate eating at crowded places with too much of kachar-pachar.
- Have you even seen the amount of food that is wasted in shaadis!!??!! Though im not one of those think-of-the-hungry-kids-in-Somalia types, I can’t stand such blatant wastage of resources.
- The amount of money that goes down the drain giving out gifts for these newly-wed couples. And esp those bouquets..next morning all of them are found lying mercilessly on the ground:(
And many more like this..sadly very few people endorse this view of mine...and definetly none at home..so everytime someone decides to tie the knot, I am asked (no, told) to be a nice girl, dress up n be a part of the couples 'happiest moment'..so wat if I dont remember who they are to me. *sigh*.
Anyways, everyone, enjoy the wedding season...have fun!
Sunday, 16 September 2007
Blogthings results
Getting bored on a Sunday with not much to do, I decided to try out these weird quizes on Blogthings. They are actually FUNNY:D Here are the results with my reactions in ummmmm some different color. There's a 28% Chance You've Been Abducted By Aliens |
 Even though you have a few alien abduction signs, you're almost certainly in the clear. However, if aliens ever do come to your neck of the woods... they'll probably be coming for you! |
Oh ok, so thats one trip I can still look forward too. BTW, I wonder if it requires a passport & VISA..
| You Are the Thumb |
 You're unique and flexible. And you defy any category. Mentally strong and agile, you do things your own way. And you do them well. You are a natural leader... but also truly a loner. You inspire many but connect with few. You get along well with: The Middle Finger Stay away from: The Pinky |
If i remember correct, showing someone a thumb is considered an insulting gesture na..now im not so sure if this version given above is complimentary:(
| You are a PC |
 You're practical, thrifty, and able to do almost anything. Appearances and trends aren't important to you. You just like to get the job done. |
I am a PC!!???!!! But PCs get out dated wid a new version available lk every 3 months!:(
| You Were a Coyote |
 Brutally honest, you encourage people to show their true selves. You laugh at life - none of it can be taken too seriously. |
Wow!!! Dis sure sounds good, even though the coyote looks bit ugly type but wateverr..they r talking abt personality traits here:)
| In a Past Life... |
 You Were: A Jittery Spice Trader. Where You Lived: Central Africa. How You Died: Buried alive. |
WTF!! Buried ALIVE!!!!!!!!!! Eewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww.
So what do we conclude: I am a spice trader Coyote from Central Africa reincarnated as a thumb PC who has about a quarter % chance of being abducted by aliens. Sounds good???
Thursday, 13 September 2007
Beep beep beep beep beep.....
Whosoever conceived this idea of this electronic beep beep sound as an alarm tone signifying a error in working of a system definetely must have hated this sound like I do. it gives you goosebumps and can actually ensure u jump outta your seat n take some action.
Y dis sudden interest in this electronic torture? Coz this ruined my entire day @ work. Things were going fine and i had my day and work planned out..suddenly the silence was broken by 3 UPS screaming at the highest pitch Beep beeep beeep beep beep beep beep.............
Infact der was one goin at a constant beep beep beep beep.......punctuated by other 2 with beep...beep...beep...beep at regular intervals. OMG! What an ultimate cacophoney they created.
Turned out that due to some voltage fluctuations, 3 UPSs had gone kaput thus raising this alarm.
Anyways, a call to the concerned guy confirmed this and it was suggested that we skip the UPS and directly plug-in our computers. Simple? HA! How I wish it was. At thatvery moment, my PC's brain stopped working. as in the CPU died out on me...it just wudnt start and when it did, then it'll shut off anytime; time range varying from 10 secs to 10 minutes!!
And all this while, yours truely roamed around, tried getting the damn cursed thing to work (see how dedicated to work i am *angelic face batting eyelids*), had 4 cups of tea and did NOTHING!!! Cudnt yaar...finally i came home an hour early. But it was a wasted day..partly coz I got up in the morning after only 4 hours sleep (dont ask abt it..dats another story) to work and what did i do..nothing. I could envision my bed dat looked so very tempting at that point of time...i cud've slept for soo long or met a friend or watch a movie (I havnt watched chak de YET!!)
*sigh* talk of becoming slaves to technology huh.
Y dis sudden interest in this electronic torture? Coz this ruined my entire day @ work. Things were going fine and i had my day and work planned out..suddenly the silence was broken by 3 UPS screaming at the highest pitch Beep beeep beeep beep beep beep beep.............
Infact der was one goin at a constant beep beep beep beep.......punctuated by other 2 with beep...beep...beep...beep at regular intervals. OMG! What an ultimate cacophoney they created.
Turned out that due to some voltage fluctuations, 3 UPSs had gone kaput thus raising this alarm.
Anyways, a call to the concerned guy confirmed this and it was suggested that we skip the UPS and directly plug-in our computers. Simple? HA! How I wish it was. At thatvery moment, my PC's brain stopped working. as in the CPU died out on me...it just wudnt start and when it did, then it'll shut off anytime; time range varying from 10 secs to 10 minutes!!
And all this while, yours truely roamed around, tried getting the damn cursed thing to work (see how dedicated to work i am *angelic face batting eyelids*), had 4 cups of tea and did NOTHING!!! Cudnt yaar...finally i came home an hour early. But it was a wasted day..partly coz I got up in the morning after only 4 hours sleep (dont ask abt it..dats another story) to work and what did i do..nothing. I could envision my bed dat looked so very tempting at that point of time...i cud've slept for soo long or met a friend or watch a movie (I havnt watched chak de YET!!)
*sigh* talk of becoming slaves to technology huh.
Wednesday, 5 September 2007
Teacher's Day
Early morning as soon as I signed in my messenger, heard my friend N rant, "Yaar im feeling like going to school today."
Now I could have expected anything but this. Y school? All of a sudden after all these years! And y dis sudden urge to re-visit the bygone era?
"Y? What happened?" I asked half expecting her to mad-mouth her job and the professional life.
"What do u mean by asking Y!! You havnt forgotten its teachers day, have you?" She asked in an accusing tone.
For 2 secs, everything came to a stand still. Today is teacher's day. Today is teachers day. Today is teachers day...somehow i kept on repeating dis to myself trying to analyse what do i feel..maybe i was expecting a feeling of nostalgia or jusr a small smile of rememeberance only but definetly not what I felt at that moment: NOTHING.
Quiet a contrast to our school days when Teacher's day used to be something next to annual day & sports day in terms of excitement and preps.
We used to give hand made cards to our teachers with the best card reserved for ones fav teacher (obviously one giving max marks in tests and least homework:P).
Dance practice sessions, skits made with tongue in cheek jokes on the teachers or a poems n ballads tellin them how much they mean to us regardless of all the names we used to 'fondly' bestowed on them.
One of the highs of this day used to be playing a teacher. Wearing a saree, being a grown up and playing teacher to the classes junior to you...a license to bully them actually:P Since wearing a saree was not an everyday task, discussions used to begin weeks in advance for the kinda saree one could procure from mom (it was almost a dress rehersal for farewell parties to follow some years on).
And ofcourse it was a day of no-studies in school; something even better den a holiday:D At the end of it all, it was a day of connecting with those who played a major role in shaping our personality- Our Teachers.
And after a mere time gap of 5 years, I dint even remember the day...does dat mean that i dont care? or dat im too caught up with things happening in my life?
And incase any of my teachers happen to stumble on my blog and this post, I thank you all for giving me right direction and guidance & making me the kinda person I am today (this is a compliment ok:P)
How many of you (those who are done with your school ofcourse) remembered its teacher's day today?
Now I could have expected anything but this. Y school? All of a sudden after all these years! And y dis sudden urge to re-visit the bygone era?
"Y? What happened?" I asked half expecting her to mad-mouth her job and the professional life.
"What do u mean by asking Y!! You havnt forgotten its teachers day, have you?" She asked in an accusing tone.
For 2 secs, everything came to a stand still. Today is teacher's day. Today is teachers day. Today is teachers day...somehow i kept on repeating dis to myself trying to analyse what do i feel..maybe i was expecting a feeling of nostalgia or jusr a small smile of rememeberance only but definetly not what I felt at that moment: NOTHING.
Quiet a contrast to our school days when Teacher's day used to be something next to annual day & sports day in terms of excitement and preps.
We used to give hand made cards to our teachers with the best card reserved for ones fav teacher (obviously one giving max marks in tests and least homework:P).
Dance practice sessions, skits made with tongue in cheek jokes on the teachers or a poems n ballads tellin them how much they mean to us regardless of all the names we used to 'fondly' bestowed on them.
One of the highs of this day used to be playing a teacher. Wearing a saree, being a grown up and playing teacher to the classes junior to you...a license to bully them actually:P Since wearing a saree was not an everyday task, discussions used to begin weeks in advance for the kinda saree one could procure from mom (it was almost a dress rehersal for farewell parties to follow some years on).
And ofcourse it was a day of no-studies in school; something even better den a holiday:D At the end of it all, it was a day of connecting with those who played a major role in shaping our personality- Our Teachers.
And after a mere time gap of 5 years, I dint even remember the day...does dat mean that i dont care? or dat im too caught up with things happening in my life?
And incase any of my teachers happen to stumble on my blog and this post, I thank you all for giving me right direction and guidance & making me the kinda person I am today (this is a compliment ok:P)
How many of you (those who are done with your school ofcourse) remembered its teacher's day today?
Sunday, 26 August 2007
Small Things
Different people think differently (some dont even bother thinking), perceive the same situation with a different angle and thus react differently. What's normal to you might be a big deal for
someone else...Problems arise when we dont understand this:
"How could he say that? He doesnt care for my feelings...Im just another person for him."
"WTF! Why is she making such an issue outta it?"
Both of you keep on defending your own stand, your own ground and before you realize you have crossed the point of no return. So what could have been an interesting and meaningful journey, you posted the sign of THE END there yourself, all the while wondering whats going on? Y is dis happening?
And what makes it so terribly worse is that its indeed not a very big issue...just some miniscule misunderstanding, some prank gone awry. All it needed was some patience, understanding and a will to save the relationship. Its not that you dont value it but just shedding a few tears and cursing god over Y-this-is-happening-to-me dsnt serve the purpose.
So engrossed we become in our own point of views that we just dont step into other person's shoes and look @ it from his/her perspective. He/She might also be right na? And its not like flipping the coin that either he is right or u r!! You both could be right at your own places...but the idea is to make a move, an effort to salvage something you value, you cherish.
Ego, hurt, shattered expectations or just that empty feeling of Its-all-over stops you from taking that extra step, that one small move that might have been all that was needed. And at times, its truely worth it:)
Am I making any sense? IDC but just felt like putting it up here.
someone else...Problems arise when we dont understand this:
"How could he say that? He doesnt care for my feelings...Im just another person for him."
"WTF! Why is she making such an issue outta it?"
Both of you keep on defending your own stand, your own ground and before you realize you have crossed the point of no return. So what could have been an interesting and meaningful journey, you posted the sign of THE END there yourself, all the while wondering whats going on? Y is dis happening?
And what makes it so terribly worse is that its indeed not a very big issue...just some miniscule misunderstanding, some prank gone awry. All it needed was some patience, understanding and a will to save the relationship. Its not that you dont value it but just shedding a few tears and cursing god over Y-this-is-happening-to-me dsnt serve the purpose.
So engrossed we become in our own point of views that we just dont step into other person's shoes and look @ it from his/her perspective. He/She might also be right na? And its not like flipping the coin that either he is right or u r!! You both could be right at your own places...but the idea is to make a move, an effort to salvage something you value, you cherish.
Ego, hurt, shattered expectations or just that empty feeling of Its-all-over stops you from taking that extra step, that one small move that might have been all that was needed. And at times, its truely worth it:)
Am I making any sense? IDC but just felt like putting it up here.
Monday, 20 August 2007
Weird is the word
As suggested by Ancient Mariner, I tagged myself to do this Weird tag. As a sequel to this previous tag (there has been an update on this post so please check), I hereby list down a few weird things about myself. (*Though I dont find most of them weird by any standard, dats the reaction I normally get from people:D)
Weird me 1: I am very whimsical by nature. I get bored and disinterested in things very quickly. Today I am crazy about something after a week I may not even be interested in having a look at it! A case in point would be Tere Bin by Atif Aslam. Once this song could stop me dead in my track and now at times i dont even realise if its playing.
Weird me 2: I laugh at most of the things; even those which are considered sad. So incase, you happen to meet with a road accident while speeding and break a few bones chances are that I might burst into a fit of laughter...that doesn't mean that I am laughing AT you; just that im laughing at the situation.
Weird me 3: I cannot stand cigrettee smoke. So much so that I couldn't even stand seeing someone smoking!! It was a major majoooooooor wala turn-off (things are a little better now). So my freinds and all either will had to wait for me to leave or position me someway so that the smoke dsnt reach me or if nothing of this sort can work then sit a few tables away n smoke away to glory. There isnt any sad story or history behind this...its something i just developed dunno when.
Weird me 4: I am bad at taking favors. Maybe its an ego issue or some sorta superiority complex...dunno. I can help out all n sundry to the max i can do for them but somehow I'll never ask someone to help me or do me a favor. If i just have to then its indeed quiet an effort for me.
Weird me 5: I dont like red colour....anything in it. n dat includes flowers. (Personally I dont find anything funny in it but then dats the reaction I get from people around me so...)
Weird me 6: I tend to become very quiet and withdrawn all at a moments notice...at times even when I am talking to someone. Suddenly I'll wish to be left alone n just be with myself. Its kinda weird for the person I am with @ that time. He/She gets totally zapped n perplexed trying to figure out what happened to her? Did I happen to say something? lolz!!!!!:D
Weird me 7: I absolutely completely hate anyone touching my hair unless Iam at a parlor for a hair cut!!! Some people have this habit to pat u on ur head or run a hand through your hair...I somehow find it very creepy..Eewwwwww!
Weird me 8: Like I said here as well, Its tuff for me to utter this SORRY. As in, not until I really really mean it. Though just a word, I cant deliver it unless I really feel guilty. People around me consider it as I am simply not ready to accept my mistake.
The list can go on but lets put a stop here...i have a feeling its not very complimentary to me. Though I wasnt exactly tagged, I will tag the following people to complete this
Adi
Spectator
Di
Rebellion
Bakfire
n all those who read this...consider urself tagged:)
Weird me 1: I am very whimsical by nature. I get bored and disinterested in things very quickly. Today I am crazy about something after a week I may not even be interested in having a look at it! A case in point would be Tere Bin by Atif Aslam. Once this song could stop me dead in my track and now at times i dont even realise if its playing.
Weird me 2: I laugh at most of the things; even those which are considered sad. So incase, you happen to meet with a road accident while speeding and break a few bones chances are that I might burst into a fit of laughter...that doesn't mean that I am laughing AT you; just that im laughing at the situation.
Weird me 3: I cannot stand cigrettee smoke. So much so that I couldn't even stand seeing someone smoking!! It was a major majoooooooor wala turn-off (things are a little better now). So my freinds and all either will had to wait for me to leave or position me someway so that the smoke dsnt reach me or if nothing of this sort can work then sit a few tables away n smoke away to glory. There isnt any sad story or history behind this...its something i just developed dunno when.
Weird me 4: I am bad at taking favors. Maybe its an ego issue or some sorta superiority complex...dunno. I can help out all n sundry to the max i can do for them but somehow I'll never ask someone to help me or do me a favor. If i just have to then its indeed quiet an effort for me.
Weird me 5: I dont like red colour....anything in it. n dat includes flowers. (Personally I dont find anything funny in it but then dats the reaction I get from people around me so...)
Weird me 6: I tend to become very quiet and withdrawn all at a moments notice...at times even when I am talking to someone. Suddenly I'll wish to be left alone n just be with myself. Its kinda weird for the person I am with @ that time. He/She gets totally zapped n perplexed trying to figure out what happened to her? Did I happen to say something? lolz!!!!!:D
Weird me 7: I absolutely completely hate anyone touching my hair unless Iam at a parlor for a hair cut!!! Some people have this habit to pat u on ur head or run a hand through your hair...I somehow find it very creepy..Eewwwwww!
Weird me 8: Like I said here as well, Its tuff for me to utter this SORRY. As in, not until I really really mean it. Though just a word, I cant deliver it unless I really feel guilty. People around me consider it as I am simply not ready to accept my mistake.
The list can go on but lets put a stop here...i have a feeling its not very complimentary to me. Though I wasnt exactly tagged, I will tag the following people to complete this
Adi
Spectator
Di
Rebellion
Bakfire
n all those who read this...consider urself tagged:)
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