Freshly unemployed update

I am Jobless. I have an exam in May but I cannot get enough of my bed. My laziness has touched an all time high and the soaring temperatures aren't helping much ( Its just March, Sun..take rest..cool off for a while. you'll have to burn so much more in May).

At times idleness sets in and gives laziness some complex, competition you see. An offspring of idleness, is screwing everything which is going just about fine. I have a PhD in screwing up things, Dr. Divya, PhD in screwing and re screwing already screwed screws (pure talent).

In brief, this is what I do/did:

I always have an idea of how things should go and when it doesn't, I do my best to make it go the way I it want to. So, when something wasn't going my way I tried messing things up. Thus, screwing people and hurting them. The worse part was, this time the magnitude of hurt was BIG. And I am shameful for the highly stupefied no brainier act that I did.

Consequences: lots of tears, innumerable 'sorry' messages, making up and making a promise ( I know its serious this time, so I dare not break it or else I am DEAD). 

Result:  I'm forgiven for the brainless blunder. *Wide Gratitude Grin* .    

Lesson: Let time take its course. Everything has a time and running against it would only add up to the already messed mess . So, let things be and go with the flow. And do not hold on to things. Live the moment and make it a memory, not a way of living.

I'm also hoping to get into my dream college, in spite of all the laziness, idleness and screwing up. Now, that's what you call dreaming ( only ) with eyes wide open.

Okay, I'm studying from today.

Apart from that I am eating a lot and piling on some baby fat ( Its just been 7629 days since I was born ).

So, after having such eventful freshly unemployed days, its time to pack bags and move. Not holiday. Its business ( read: desperate attempts to 'study') this time.

Random stuff, I got a new phone. Finally, an ANDROID. And I'm loving it.

     

Namma Chennai...it is!

My first out station audit came after I put down my papers. And, It was Chennai. They had their reasons in place for sending me there. Still, it was Chennai.

OK, Chennai was never one of my favourite places. To start with, I had quite a few unpleasant experiences over the years. I was never a frequent visitor but then I dint complain. Chennai never felt home.

Perceptions Change. Yes, three days stay in Chennai changed my view about it ( little more than partially ).
The best thing about the city is its traffic. The most well organised I have seen in a long time. Atleast, when you compare it to the ruthless traffic of Hyderabad, Chennai seems heavenly. The food ( Read: Saravana Bhavan ) is freaking awesome.


The breeze at the beach is soothing. It takes you to a different world. And of course no language barrier just adds to the fun.

There is more to Chennai, I know. But, I am the queen of laziness.

I could only go to the beaches as I chose to stay abode on Sunday because it was HOT outside.

The work was pretty chilled out. Again, No language barrier helped.

I did learn something about me , never have pre-conceived notions about anything. Often, I tend to take on somebody else's thought and form my opinion/notions based on it. That only lead to a narrowed life. What I realised is, the more you are open, the more you enjoy. Its simple, go with the flow and form opinions based on what you see and not what you hear/ made to hear.   

NOW,

To whoever started Saravana Bhavan,

Please open a branch in Hyderabad. your bank balance would double up. If it doesn't, You can anyways cover up for your losses considering the number of successful branches you have across the world. Give it a thought. Hyderabadis are foodies.

 So, Namma* Chennai it is. ! ( My Dad is Super Happy about the development) :D

* Translates into Our Chennai.

All Play No Love

Just when you start thinking,  life's Awesome... BANG! It says Not Yet!

Its been a fairly exhaustive and fun in parts month.

Exhaustive only work wise. :P

Yes, Its been a month since I blogged. All of last month went in coming to terms with some facts which shook me up. I’m still trying to understand somethings that is going above my head ( literal translation of ‘ sir ke upar se jaa raha hai ). Hoping for things to ease out.

I know February is the month of love. But, my life certainly is devoid of that particular form of love ( from a recipients point of view ). So, when everybody was talking about valentines day and how their beau ( grr!) surprised them with unexpected gifts, I was practising the art of ignorance.

The first chunk of the month went in practising ignorance and planning for a surprise.

Putting together things for a surprise is like getting dressed for a party. After everything is set you realise, this was nothing close to what you imagined it to be. And you cant do much about it, because its time already. All you can do is put a cute smile on your face and say surprise. Of course the mushy mushy lines included. And then the person is all floored and flattered. End of the story. ( Read: the first para again. )

What matters is if the person has got the feeling right. If no, HARD LUCK! But then, miracles happen they say. So, wait. Somebody ( might be the same person ;) ) , someday might sweep you off your feet as well. And there's nothing wrong in expecting a little kindness and care from people. Its what you ought to get. Now, to all those who say expectation kills. Its not expectation that kills, its how much and what you expect that kills. Somethings are requirements for sustainability of any relationship, terming them as expectations is cowardness.    

The good part of the month was the off site trip to vizag. It was fun in true, unadulterated definition. And my team was declared the winner in the activities conducted. Ah! felt awesome. ( Yes, I live life in all these small victories). It was a grand farewell, INDEED.

The games played in the train, running between 3 compartments, talking all through the night, checking into Novotel and being in awe with the sea view from the room, winning activities/ games with as much enthusiasm as a school kid, fighting for points, dancing like crazy, singing like professionals in karaoke and living each moment.

Now, that's exactly how an extended weekend and paid holiday should be like.

The month was actually good. It did help me in understand somethings and of course complicate some stuffs as well. But, over all it made me smile ( the cute one).

Realisation: 1.5 months down...15 days to go. :)

Count down Begins.!

My First Hero.

The day I came, you smiled and shed a tear because your happiness knew no bounds.

Your hands shivered as you clicked my first steps. You were jubilant.

Your joy touched heights the day I said 'pa'.

You made sure I had enough toys to play to my hearts content.

You made all ends meet, just to make sure I get into the best school.

You Held my hands on the first day of school, just to assure me that I am not alone.

You sat with me and completed my home works, so that i don't get scolded at school.

You hit me hard, the day you came to know I made a mistake. So that I don't repeat them.

You sat there in the crowd beaming when I won the prizes.

You couldn't stop gushing about me to everybody the day I came on TV.

You were disheartened with my performance in boards but never let it pass on to me just to make sure that my confidence is not lowered.

You were ecstatic the day I cleared my 12th with great marks and got into the city's best college.

Your pride touched new heights the day I got placed.

I remember you telling me that, Change is the only thing constant.
Any amount of changes would only make my respect and love deeper for you.

A few years down the line, life would change a bit with some new entrants.

Still,

You would always remain the first man in my life.

You would always be the only man I could trust blindly upon.

You would always be my First Hero whom I have been and would look upto in every situation.

I would always be your little daughter.

Happy Birthday Daddy...All I hope for is that you celebrate 100 such birthdays and all your wishes are fulfilled.

Final Plunge.

I DID IT!

Yes, Its bye bye to the corporate world. The Final Plunge is taken and life's never going to be the same.

I know, all this is sounding like some i-made-a-revolutionary-change for the wellness and prosperity of mankind  kind of lines. I totally believe that I did so.

Pros and cons of my revolutionary decision:

(Even I can do analysis..humph! :P)

1. Increase in the unemployment rate of the country. (-)

2. Transition from dependent to independent to dependent will add enough confusion and would also give some much needed brawn to the brain's of all the administrative people in my Dad's office. someones giving them work finally. ( + )

3. New gossip for the all gossip mongers in and outside the family. ( + )

4. Income to the company. I don't know how salary worth peanuts would make a difference. Anyways, they would pay a portion less in the monthly salary cycle. ( + )

5. No more auto rides to unheard of places. ( - )

6. No more office gossip sessions. ( - )

7. No more off site training trips. ( - )

8. No more night parties. ( - )

9. The company gets back the laptop. Loss on me totally. My Lappy has been more than a friend through my journey and parting with it is going to be heart wrenching. (-)

7. Pure Relief. Nothing's as bad as being in a place where you don't belong. Beats all the above cons.
( + + + + + + + )

All the above will hold good only from March. :P


Finally, A song that's been giving me a lot of positive feeling(s) off late. I don't know If it has helped in the  increase of hero moto corp's sales but has certainly done a whole lot of good for die hard A.R.Rahman fans.

And an another song just to make me feel even more good. ( It also has SRK :D :D in it )

Cheers to a new beginning.
Hum honge kamyab kyunki hum mei hain hero. :)
(we shall overcome coz each one has a hero in them. )

Whatte Journey!

I Happened to go to the railway station for a customary send off to a cousin who visited for pongal ( We slept through it ) and was suddenly struck by the name of the train that she was travelling in.

Reverse Gear put on:

About 9 months ago, I had once in a life time experience. Whatte journey was that!

We were holidaying in Bangalore and were due to leave on the 22 of April to Hyderabad, as I had to join my new job from the 25. Everything was fine until 4 in the evening ( I was in PVR watching Dum Maro Dum ). And the rain gods decided that it would pour enough to solve all the water problems that B'lore was facing that summer. We had a train at 9 in the evening and after continuous persistence by an Aunt my dad decided to leave by 5:30. He wouldn't budge easily. All he said was, we've seen worse rains in Bombay. And Arguing with him is like trying to convince a hard core math lover that Math is a no-brain-life-ruining-full-of-stupid-problems -******* subject. ( I hate MATHEMATICS )

After wasting half an hour in trying to get a cab, which was ready to come to the Airport but not Yeswanthpur we decided to take an auto. And to our shocking surprise we couldn't find any for half an hour. After which we got one and convinced him that yeswanthpur was just an hour away and he would be paid a handful sum.

There started our journey to the station through the horrendous Bangalore traffic which stopped moving ( It was moving at a snail's pace until then ) at the cubbon park road. The driver after a series of enquiry announced that the road is filled with rain water and the outlet for the water has been blocked. Which left us with practically no option.

Just when we got down from the auto with i-don't-know-what-to-do/what-is-happening expression on our face a passer by suggested that we take a bus to the Bangalore station as that is the only vehicle which is being allowed in the by-pass road. We agreed and got into an A/C bus. Which took about an hour and a half to reach  some place that was close to majestic ( Bangalore railway station ) It was 8:15 by then. And the conductor looking all concerned, asked us to get down at some cross roads and take an auto to reach the destination. We exactly had 45 min to reach yeswanthpur. And there was not even a single auto to our rescue ( INSANE ). After about 25 min of getting completely drenched in the rain, we came to a conclusion that it is wise to go back home and book a morning flight.

And No, the auto wallah's did not budge this time either. We decided to walk in the rain till the nearby bus stop, which happened to be the bus depot. We walked for about 45 min with all our luggage ( 3 suitcases and 2 bags...Yes, I shopped like crazy ), and reached the stop. And we were at the cross roads.

Two roads diverged and I took the less travelled one, that made all the difference.* ( LOL )

One road led to the local city transport and the other to the inter city transport ( we came to know about this later ), we should have taken the local one but as destiny would have it, we took the inter city one.
Just when we stepped into the bus station, a guy was screaming at the top of his voice...3 seats available in APSRTC going to Hyderabad. And finally we LAUGHED at the entire journey that we just had.

Just about a day before the journey, I was having a discussion with an aunt about how inter city bus travel is the most tiresome and how I would never prefer one. And I had one, it was awful.

* A line from The poem " The road not taken" by Robert Frost.

Novels; My fantasising gate pass

In 2005:

I remember those times when I was playful, childish and irresponsible ( wait, I'm still all of them. uh! Never mind.) ie; SCHOOL, I had this whole notion about boring people which meant, anybody who used their library card frequently (read novels or any kind of books) and would miss all the other FUN like running around the class, bossing over people, making fun of all the WEIRDOS and many more unproductively-fun-memory lasting activities.

Present Day: 

And now I cannot get enough of my novels. Its not like I am crazy about them, but then I love them. They take me to a different world. Fantasising has been my birth right.

Here's a list of my read over the years ( In no particular order, listed them as they came into my BRAIN ):

Five Point Some one: For first time novel readers, this is for you! Its light on language, easy on brain, fun and a CB book. CB has certainly made India read like never before. And the reason is very simple you don't have to think much before or after you pick/finish a CB book coz you go with the flow.  


The Kite Runner: This is the first book written by Khalid Hosseni. He followed it up with The thousand splendid suns. This book talks about two different characters, one who is loyal until his last breath and the other who is self centred. The way story is started and then taken forward, is certainly worth a read. Its a journey through Afghanistan in its heydays and the days after Taliban invasion.  

The Thousand Splendid Suns: There is a thin line of connect between The Kite Runner and this book. If the above novel spoke about two diverse characters this talks about two similar characters and their sacrifice. There's friendship, love and  hatred in equal amounts.The plight of women in Afghanistan has been written so delicately that its difficult for you to not shed a tear. Its one of the best written books I have come across.

Two States: The most popular of the CB books. Reality mixed with some good sense of humour. Nice read!

Love Story by Erich Segal: Its been a favourite with romantics for about 4 decades now. Need I say more.

A walk to remember and Notebook: Love is in the year. A must for die hard romantics.

P.S. I Love You: Awesome! Splendid read. Its about how a girl who is madly in love with her husband copes up with his sudden demise just by following the letters that she keeps getting from him ( He knows about his death and pre plans her way to recovery after he's gone) . It makes you believe in LOVE.

Twilight Series: Yes, I am a twilight fan. I love the way the story is woven. Its an addictive read if you totally get into the skin of the book.

Alchemist: Interesting book with an amazingly written storyline which becomes a little bore in between and picks up towards the end. The moral in simple terms is Life is a circle and What goes IN comes OUT.

The famous dialogue from Om Shanti Om " Agar kisi cheez ko dil se chaho toh puri kayanat tumhe usse milane ki koshish mei Jhut jati hai" is the Hindi version of /stolen from the book " The universe seemed to be conspiring to fulfil my hidden desires."

The Devil Wears Prada: A picture perfect boss and her surprisingly smart by chance secretary. Witty and smart read.

Until You: A classic love story between the Earl of Langford and a school teacher based in England. Its those fantasy love story kinds. If love stories are your thing then the book is custom made for you.

Agatha Christie Novels: I have read too many Agatha Christie books.
The first book I read was The Sittaford Mystery.

When you begin reading her novels, you'll like them because they are engaging and you keep guessing who the killer is,  but once you get used to her style of writing, it gets a little predictive ( Could be because you cannot stop with one Agatha Christie novel and then you start thinking like her ) Nevertheless, for starters its a thrill, that'll keep you hooked and she writes thrillers like nobody does.   

Sidney Sheldon Novels: Its perfect blend of everything. There's friendship, love, betrayal, murder, investigation and what not. I have read too many to pick up one. They are good for a long read.

Ruskin Bond Short Stories: The Himalayan foothills + Anglo Indian house + the adventures = A Ruskin Bond Book. I have had  his stories as lessons in school days. And I started loving the easy narration since then. It hasn't ceased yet.

Panchatantra/ Snow White/ Cinderella/ Bed time stories: These were the books that I kept reading time and again when I was young, while all my friends had progressed uptil the famous five and such other Enid blyton books. I liked these books because they were short and they had pictures which would make it a fun read. Yes I still like books with pictures. ( When someone asks why!?!, All I say is the kid in you should be kept alive. ;) ). They are perfect feel good books.

Tinkle Comics/chandama : This is where it all started. They are not novels. But they are my favourites. I can read a tinkle on any given day. I would read it with as much enthusiasm as I read it the first time. Its an ALL time and ANY time read. 



The above are all the ones that I can recollect. There are many more which would be posted as they hit my currently malfunctioning BRAIN.
   
 

:)