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[V-Day Carnival] In-Difference, In-Love!! ;)

This is a collaborative poem…heavy term isn’t it? In simple words, its a poem written as a team…She wrote it, I copied it!! 😛

Well…the poem is about the some scenario/situation in a couple’s life…we’ve tried to capture on scenario revolving around the Valentines day…Originally written by Megs, before V-Day and then I took a lot of time to copy (read: cope with 😛 ) it…anyways, since THE day is now over, our verse is in its past tense.

Check out for Megs’s version from the lady’s point. My version is mediocre since its from a married man’s point!! 😛 (Who listen’s to a married man? 😉 ).
Check out both and let us know what you guys think about our collaborative poetry! 😛

Long have treaded the years…
Now she shouts loud into my ears…
But never does she change…
Her habits are still a pain…
The bell rings and phone trings…
And she expects me to answer…
Our mornings and evenings…
Same or sane, they are never…

Gone are the days…
I love you, she would hear me say…
Being toothless, now I cannot be clear…
But even today…
With my heart she plays…
Her looks gives it tremor after tremor…

It was the V-day, our kids had planned…
And arranged for us, a date…
Yet she screamed, as on the bed I laid…
Something about a plate…

She dressed in red, my favorite shade…
But I know she never would admit…
If asked, she would’ve said “I didn’t find jade”…
And I’d act as if I sulk over it…

I adjust my tie, make my leftover hair….
Which I think she likes, though bereft of tendrils….
Off the handle she does fly, as being late she can’t bear…
Yet no matter what, she has to spend a while by the window sill…

As I move out I see her follow, still slim…
I sang, our age old song…
“Lady in red is dancing with me cheek to cheek”…
She looks bright but the lights seem dim…
Striding with me, she hummed along…
While our kids stood cheering as they took a peek…

50 glorious years yet the spark lingers…
As we strolled in the moonlight…
Whispering nothings and entwining fingers…
Reliving memories we walked into the night…

 
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Posted by on February 17, 2010 in I~do~such~things, poetry

 

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[Short-Story]: One night of Helplessness and Ogling!! :)

Wrote this for a short-story contest (max. 2400 words) conducted at the internal blog at office…the theme was “One night”…with the condition that the story should happen over a night (8pm to 8 am).

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     03:43 am – Saturday Morning – Now                                      
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“What the @#$% he wants now?” I asked her.
“He’s asking the same thing again…” she looked beautiful while tensed.
“What??!! How many times shall we tell him the same damn truth…why can’t he understand?” I stood up.

“Sir, yenna ################################”

“Now what the…?”
“He’s requesting you to sit down, else he says he will put you behind those bars” her face was still fresh and radiant,

though I knew she was tired playing my translator.
“Oh hell…” I blurted as I sat down.
“Pls ask him how long are we supposed to wait like this?” I whispered to her, as if it was my dying wish.

“Sir, ##### time ######### wait #######?
“##### wait ########## time #####”
“OK sir”

“What did he say?”
“He again said we’ll have to wait till his inspector comes in…and he can’t specify the time!”
“What the hell did we do to face this?”
“Hmm…all in the fate dumbo, all in fate”…

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     o8:18 pm – Friday evening – Last night
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“Heylooooooooooooooo”
It was Gauri…only a fool couldn’t recognize that sweet chirpy voice…
“Hello…may I know who is speaking?”
“Hmmph…dumbo!! Haven’t you stored my number??!!!”
“Err…I’m driving now…speaking through my bluetooth headset…btw, am I speaking to Gauri?” 😉
“Whoa…you recognized my voice? how sweet!!” {Score…+1}
“Common…only a fool wouldn’t…wassup sweetheart?”
“How about a movie tonight? Blue!! Tickets are available at Mayajaal…10 ka show!!!!”
“Won’t it be late for you to get back to your hostel?”
“I’ll take care of all that…you in or not?”
“Ok deal…you are driving like last time?”
“Huh dumbo…shutup…pick me up at 9 – Lip Gloss parlour – on the road behind my hostel…”
“You are at a parlour? to watch the blue movie at Mayajaal? What the…hehe”
“Chiii pervert…just pick me up…catchya later!”

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      09:10 pm
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“Why the hell are you so late?” {Score…-1}
“Hmm…you wanna drive? we need 30 mins to reach there”
“Shutup you a$$, drive now…” she said as she parked herself pillion…

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     01:30 am
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“The movie sucked big time”…
“Who cares man…Akshay and Sanju in one movie…aww…gives me a high man!”
“Sigh…what’s with you gals and old men? btw, Lara was hot!!”
“Shutup…let’s go to the Bessy beach…I feel like seeing the sea for real now!!”
“At this time?? Are you freakin’ nuts?”
“Whatever…the weather’s just perfect for a walk on the sands”
“The cops will…”
“Ah! you and your fear for cops…legendary…common na, let’s go”
“I can’t believe am doing this…”
“Learn to live life, my style…”

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     02:13 am
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“Oh $hit!!!”
“What happened?”

“Sir, ###### stop ############### side ########”

“What the….I did tell ya that this could happen!!!”

“Sir, ##################################### DL ####”

“What the hell is he saying?”
“He’s asking for your driving license”
“I know that, but he said something else…what did he say before asking for the DL?”
“Err…nothing he just abused us about driving at this late hour”
“Happy now? so this is your style of life eh?”

“Sir, #######################?
I looked at her…
“He is asking you to blow on his face”
“On his face? Why the hell he wants me to do that? And why don’t you talk to him in Tamil and settle the issue?”
“Though I understand Tamil well, I dunno to talk proper dumbo…Kendriya Vidhyalay student, remember?!”

“Alcohol Check, sir”
“You know English sir? Why the alcohol test sir? I’m not drunk sir…went to a movie sir!!”
“Movie-aa?? #################”
“Yes sir…I have tickets with me”
“#################”
“What?” I looked at him and then at her…

“He’s asking you to blow on his chaand-jaisa-thopda” she grinned and silently winked…I heard a heart-beat skip…she looked

lovely…bright moonlight, cool wind, roaring beach, dark night…

“#################” reality sucked…chi thu…
“Yes yes, yes sir…phooooooooooooooo”
“Hmm…wokay wokay…good…movie tickets #########?” good? what the…
“Here sir…tickets”
“Hmm…Mayajaal? ################# Besantnagar #######?”
“Yes sir, from Mayajaal to Besantnagar!!”

“No dumbo…he asked what are you doing here in Besantnagar?”
“Oh ok”…turning his way “…beach sir beach…”
“Beach-a? ###### time ####### supply #################??”
I turned at her…she stood there silent…shocked…beautiful…wind blowing her hair….scintillating…

“He’s enquiring about the time and whether you…or rather we…are involved in drug supply!!!” Reality sucked…definitely!
“What the @#$%…is he crazy? How can he expect a guy and a gal supplying drugs driving on a freakin Activa?!!” I screamed a

whisper…
“Say no to him” she hissed…
“No sir….No….no supply”

“############# station ###### 320, vehicle ##########” he yelled at someone at a distance…

“Now what? station? 320 what?”
“He wants us to go with him to the police station!” she said looking at the dark figure running towards us.
“What!! He expects us to follow him?”
“No, he asked him…320 or whoever, to get the vehicle…” she clarified indicating at the puffing constable…

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     03:04am
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“Sir, Madam…#################### sir #########”

“He’s asking us to sit, till his sir comes in”
“When will his sir come in? Did he tell that?”
“No…” she sighed.
“Then ask him no…pls” I was now irritated.

“Sir, ########### time #########”
“Madam, time ############”

“He said that he can’t specify a time….”

“Sir, ###### supply #################??”
“Supply? no no sir…no supply…IT professional sir…not a drug peddlar” I stood up trying to pull out my purse from my

back pocket…
Two constables standing close by, were now pointing their rifles at me.
“No No sir…No…just purse sir…visiting card” I said instantly turning around and showing him that my parking space was

safe.
“##################################” the head constable ordered.
The constables returned back to their useless inactive positions.
“Sir, ##################### ukaar###########”

“He’s asking you to turn around and sit down quietly” she giggled.
“Hmm…enjoying eh? You would have loved to see those 2 morons there shoot me down na?? What could be their numbers? 420 and

840?” I almost smiled at my own poor joke.
She smiled at me…or rather my helplessness or at our sorry state. The police station is no confession place…but I must

say, at that moment she looked so beautiful. I smiled as I leaned my head, back to the wall…and sitting next to each other,

we waited.

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     04:10 am
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“I really can’t believe we are in this situation…imagine if our parents get to know about this” she shouldered me…
“Yeah…they would proud of your style, wouldn’t they?” I smiled at her….sarcasm never sleeps I guess…
“Shut up dumbo…isn’t this awesome?” she sat straight…looking around excited…
“Are you nuts? Didn’t you see how they drilled me? That jack-a$$ even made me blow on his face…it was so damn

disgusting..!!”
“Hehe…I remembered the Close-up advertisement while you were doing that!!” she giggled.
“That lady cop in the advertisement was damn hot…this fella here, was all heated-n-burnt…yuck…”
“I like that expression on your face…so very much like dumbo” her eyes glittered as she said that…and I fell in

love…sadly in a police station…approximately around 04:20 am…Is God making a fool outta me or am I actually dreaming?
“Hey open you eyes…am saying such sweet things about you and you are dozing off?”
“Eh…hey…ya….tell me…is the head cop here?”
“Huh…no…get up…am feeling bored” she went on and on…with her every expression playing with me…those blinking eyes,

wavy eyebrows, the loose hairs that fell now-n-then on her eyes, those fingers which set the hair back behind her ears, the

long ear-rings that kissed her dimpled cheeks with her every move…
“Are you listening to me? Say something no…” she seemed to utter…not a word did I hear…as I read her lips move…while

her nose twitched and the tiny dot of a mole on her chin, danced…I had no idea as to where I was…

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     05:47 am
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“##################### sir #######”

“He’s asking us to stand up…it seems his sir has come”
“Is he Gandhi or President Obama that we’ve to stand up? I will not…hmmph”
“Huh…don’t tell me later if he puts you behind those very bars there”…she said as she showed me a cell on her left…

“Hello sir”…we greeted the inspector, both standing on our feet…
“Hmmm…yenna ########…340, ###### case?”
“##############, case #########”

“What case are they talking about Gow?” I whispered.
“He’s asking why we are here….what the case is all about…just getting an update from that 340 fella” she whispered back aloud.

“Hmmm ##########, identity proof irka?”
“Yes sir…driving license, office visiting card…which one do you want?”
“Yes yes…###########” he mumbled.

“Which one did he ask?” I asked elbow-ing her…
“Show him both no…your pic on the driving license is scary though” he elbowed back harder.

“Sir…my DL and here is my official visiting card” I handed him both…
“Hmm…############ ABC ##### office??? ######## ABC #######!!” he smiled behind his bush of a moustache, as he sat back on the rock-solid-government chair. It actually screeched like two rocks when rubbed, as he rested his back.
Gowri was smiling too as I looked at her…helpless and lost…

“I think we are safe now…it seems his daughter also works at ABC!! He asked which office location?”

“Oh…Thoraipakkam sir…” I smiled at him as his pot-belly seemed to laugh at and make fun of me…
“############ late night movie ##################### ok-va?”

“Say ok…quick…” she elbowed…
“Ok sir”…

“Good #####”…he mumbled…

“What did I say ok to? what did he ask?”
“He said not to go for late night movies…it seems he doesn’t allow his daughter to go…some fatherly advice for you…good you agreed, sunny boy!!” she smiled as she patted my back…her smile…ah! divine…

“Sir…##########?” she asked him if we could leave…
“Wokay wokay #################…tea #########”
“Nandri sir ########” she said as she picked up her hand-bag…I got the signal…it was time to go!! 🙂
“Hey did he ask if we would like to have tea?” I enquired…
“Let’s go dumbo…” she said as she held my hand and pulled me out of the damn police station…

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     07:10 am
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“Wow…what an experience it was!!” she said as she got down from the bike.
“Hmm…yeah…one hell of a night…”
“Would you mind such an experience again?” she quizzed…was she serious? was she just pulling my leg? hmm…gals…you’ll never know…
“Ofcourse not….something like this…anytime…but without the cops, the police station, the helplessness, the blowing on faces…and such other nonsense..” {Score…+1}
“Hmm…me too…” phew…
“Anyways…go and sleep now…else you will complain about dark circles and what not!!”
“Shutup…talk to you later dumbo…it was fun!! By the way if someone asks, I stayed at my friend’s place last night ok??!! 😉 ” ah! the wink…another of the several heart-beats skipped…
“Gotcha…hehe…you bet…same here!!” I winked back, ignited and accelerated…

 
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Posted by on November 16, 2009 in Happens~2~me, Stories

 

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Just another day…like everyday! ;)

I was jogging…it was a lovely morning…two girls jogging ahead of me and one following…I was now profusely perspiring due to the work-out…
The loud knock on the door woke me up. There was no power to ring the bell.
I opened the door, with one eye open (see how optimistic I am! :P). It was the milkman.
He said, “Saar, no milk today…the cow is sick”!
I replied, “That’s ok…gimme black coffee!”…
The look on the milkman’s face made me realize that he was my milkman and not the vending machine operation in my office pantry.
I was still sleepy. It was a lovely morning. What if it’s hot? I still have the energy left in me to continue jogging.

I pick up the newspaper, close the door and turn around. – This part is programmed in me even in my sleepy state…cos if I get out of my flat door, it’s a ladies PG next door! 😛 And if I don’t pick up the paper, there’ll be nothing to pick later.
Once I turn around, I have 2 options in hand.
1) Take a turn left, and continue jogging.
2) Take a turn right, and get ready to be in office on time – as usual (these are 2 important words…this being a corporate blog)! 😀

Let’s say for now am obsessed to be in office on time. So option 2.

As I enter the bathroom, my optimistic eye would have flipped back to the position of its pessimistic counterpart. I have told my roommates a few million times not to keep their shaving creams next to the toothpaste. You will now know why! 😦
How much ever an effort I make to split wide open (its just about my Naina, I would talk about) my eyes, they blindly refuse! 😛 I don’t prefer a battle early in the morning, so I let them win, as my hands pick up my toothbrush and the toothpaste simultaneously.
Now if my roommates have been careless, its me who will pay. The Colgate toothpaste and their Park Avenue shaving cream feel almost the same. The same size and shape…and even if I slighly open my eyes, they seem the same…white with blue and red hues on them. I am an illiterate early in the morning, if you ask me “Can’t you read the label on the tube?”! 😀 So I have had days with lather in my mouth. If I talk less on some days, you now know why. And oh ya, thankfully the soframycine tubes are smaller and differently shaped else I wouldn’t have been writing this post.
The commode and me have an agreement. The one and only clause is “You are over-weight. 2 mins only”! The geyser doesn’t like me to turn it on. 😉 So it gives me water at a temperature as it is in the main tank above, nothing less nothing more.
I am out of that damn manhoos place (DMP) in max 20 minutes. This doesn’t mean I am all wide-n-awake. 😀

I wake up one of my roommates telling them to take over the DMP as I am done with it. I ask them, “What day it is today?”…Taking their answer on face value, I dress up accordingly for office. Jai ho!
Once am all dressed and ready, I know I will not head again to jog. I am programmed that way! 😀
I switch on the TV – channel 9X music – loud enough to keep me alive and awake. I don’t watch the TV though. Amidst that music, I read the newspaper and eat my daily morning toast. I don’t forget to nod my head in a rhythm as per the music, as I digest both printed news and my toast.
About 10 songs later, am done with the newspaper and with nothing else to do I wear my shoes and decide to be at office in time.

Not everyday is my bad day, but when it comes to driving it is. If I drive the way I love, someone will be stupid enough to come and hit my vehicle from the front. If I drive the way I’m (always) adviced to, someone will be attentive enough to hit on the backside. If you ask me, I don’t prefer being attacked from behind. I now need to learn driving my Activa in the air. Hmm…

Once inside the campus, I have to park my Activa strategically. Under a tree for the shade or under the clear blue sky for a clean Activa sans crow-poop. Though I love my vehicle, I give it no freedom to choose. I prefer to keep it under the blue (hot sunny) sky! But I must add: Not everyday is my Activa’s good day. Flying crows do it sometimes on my baby. I wonder, that’s why its called motion. As someone clearly sighed, “Thankfully, cows don’t fly and perch on trees”! (Not sure if he said the ‘Perch on trees’ part, but I add it anyways)! 😀

geek

Once in office, I am all decent. Not that I am not otherwise. But in office, am decent to my own surprise. I don’t pull my senior manager’s leg for instance. I even wear my spectacles, for a better view err…at the monitors. And most importantly, (you are not supposed to laugh/smile/giggle/taunt/tease/go-awww at this moment of truth!) I work. 😀 I am proud to say that for the things that I do and the way in which I do them, there have been no escalations whatsoever. So I work, smart if not hard. Yay! 😀
These days, I am taking a break from breaks. I have reduced it considerably. There were days when I would be acknowlegded by every pantry guy in the entire TCO campus. These days I restrict myself to just my building – SDB3 – yes, all the four pantries in this block.

Office Communicator (OC) is a very funny tool. I love to play with the status options and messages. I use only 3 out of the 5 status options it provides.
1) Green – whenever I go green (which is rare), ppl ask me “Green? Jobless? No work?” – I wish I could tell them that it’s depicting my ‘available’ status! 😉
2) Red – I am always in red…mainly cos I am inspired to work when in this status. Also, I love the blood(y) color.
3) DND – This one I hate…cos I am on this status only when my onsite guy rides on me. Not literally, but to deliver before time. Sometimes I feel he’ll be happy only if I deliver reports to him in ‘history’.
The two yellows – “BRB” and “Away” – are for dirty fellows (sorry dirty fellows, for calling you that 😛 ). This I don’t use manually, never. I cannot make justice to “BRB” cos I cannot be back on my seat right or left, never.

At the evening break, am clear as to when I would be heading for home. Unless there are last minute onsite calls, my clarity is bang on! 😀
We cook dinner at home. What I cook for the night depends on my mood, which in turn depends on how clean my Activa was when I started back home from office. So it’s the messy crows which decide what my roommates and me eat at dinner. Oye Lucky, Lucky Oye! 😀
One to two hours I sit on my laptop, with the sole intention of troubling you poor folks the next day with some stuff or the other that leaks outta my mind.
I read a book (which I take ages to complete) – currently ‘Wise and Otherwise’ by Sudha Murthy – till I feel sleepy.
And before I go to bed, I pray for a better tomorrow – A good jogging session, toothpaste in my mouth, a safe ride, a clean Activa, dinner of choice! – Amen! 🙂

 
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Posted by on February 16, 2009 in I~do~such~things

 

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[V-day build up]: Kya main bataaun…(How shall I explain…) ;)

My quest for ‘she’ seems never to end…so bear with me as, here I go again! 😉

I have written this for Feb 14th…hence 2 lines each para and 14 lines altogether! 😀

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Kaisi ye raunak hey, main kis kis se chupaaun
Chaand sa ek chehra, ke kya main bataaun! 😛

Kaano mein woh baaliya, maathe pe reshmi baal
Bataaun toh hai kaise, mann mein jo hoti hartal!

Tim timaati aankhen, karte hey jo ishaare
Hai main kya bataaun, ke hum kaise dil haare! 😀

Daayein se ya baayein se dekhun, hey gaal tamatar jaise laal
Chumne ka mann kare, ke kya main bataaun apna haal! :mrgreen:

Hont bade raseele, muskurahat liye sawaar
Simte hum ke kya bataaun, myaan mein jaise talwaar!

Deewana bangaya hoon, khud se karta hoon sawaal
Ke main kya bataaun, hua toh hua kaise haal ye behaal!

Khushnaseebi toh dekho, najaane kitne karte honge usse pyaar
Koshish na karu toh kya bataaaun, chalo kar leta hoon main izhaar! 😉

baby-love

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English Translation:
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What a divinity is this, how can I hide it from all others
A face like that of a moon, how shall I explain! 😛

Those ear-rings on the ear, silk-like hair on the head
How shall I explain, the strikes in the heart!

Those sparkling eyes, that make those signs
How shall I explain, how I lost my soul! 😀

I see from left or from right, those cheeks are red like tomatoes
I feel like kissing those, how shall I explain my situation! :mrgreen:

Those sensual lips, that always carry a smile
How shall I explain, its perfect like a sword fits in its case!

I’ve lost my mind, I ask questions to myself
How shall I explain, as to what brought me into a state that I am!

Look how lucky she is, no idea as to how many more love her
How shall I explain if I don’t try, so I’m off to propose to her! 😉

 
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Posted by on February 12, 2009 in I~do~such~things, Thoughts

 

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[Build up to Valentine]: Friends in deed, Friends in need! ;)

TURKEY KURDS

Out of nowhere, he knocked my windows with a ping…
When asked why, he joked “Its cheaper than a ring!” 😈
With nothing specific to say, I asked “Whats up man?”
None of his business, but he asked “Whats your weekend plan?”

“Nothing much…after a long week I would prefer to rest!”
He replied, “Get some life man, don’t be such a pest!”
“Oh! what was that about, what do you want me to do?”
He blurted, “Why not get a gal friend dude, one if not two?”

“Hmm…But why are you after me out of the blue?”
“Err…well…Tell me how dude, cos I got no clue!”
I yelled, “Ah! like that! What do you think of me?”
“Chuck that bro, whatever you like! So it be!”

“Tell me exactly as to what you want from me?”
“Nothing much bro, just help me find a she!”
“Why do I have friends like you, you obnoxious weed?”
“Cos someone known for such deeds is my friend in need!” 😡

 
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Posted by on February 8, 2009 in Friends, Happens~2~me

 

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Emotional Cocktails – 2!! ;)

This post is all about some of the recent emotional cocktails in my mortal presence on Earth. 😉
You can read the previous one HERE!! 😀

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Episode #11: Floater Funda

This is kind of a sequel to the episode #7 in the early part. This time it wasn’t me at the receiving end! 😛
Last weekend when I was on my way to Bangalore – On the train, I took my floaters, lifted them of the ground, put them inside a polythene cover, placed it at the corner of my allocated upper berth and then climbed up like a monkey. All this while, a lady (in her late 30s) was giving me disgusting looks. I cannot blame her as she didn’t get to read episode #7! 
I turned around and slept.
In the morning, as I got down from my berth and wore my floaters, I saw all the 5 other ppl including the lady in the coupe searching for their respective footwear. It so happened that someone flicked them all, wholesale! I gave a “concerned” look at that very lady (still in her late 30s :P) while thinking about how much the floater flicker would have abused/sweared at me for not keeping the floaters where it was meant to be.

Episode #12: F.R.I.E.N.D.S

Three months ago, a friend called up to inform me that she’s getting married this February.
Two months ago, another friend called up to let me know that he’s agreed to his mom’s “Can I search your life-partner?” request!
Three weeks ago, one more bugger calls up and says that his parents are already searching for him.

And before they end the call, they all tell me – “I haven’t told anyone else about this yet. And you big mouth, don’t tell others!” 😈
I go 🙄 as I ask them “Then why tell me first?”! 😉

Episode #13: Appraisal reprisal

We have this yearly appraisals in IT sector where performance is “rated”!
This is not about my appraisal. I am satisfied this time with what I got. So am happy.
This is about those few appraisals which now and then prove to be unfair/unjust. Appraisal is all about evaluating a person’s overall ability to meet/exceed the expectations at the given task over a considerable period of review time (a year in our case)!
Now, Appraisal is not the tool to settle scores with your subordinates. Its happened with a handful of my friends, about which am not happy.

Episode #14: Name Shame

I had nothing to do with what happened in the pubs of Mangalore nor do I have anything to do with the Sri Ram Sena!
I got 3 messages from my “lovely caring friends” which read:
1) “While reading the Mangalore news, it reminded me of you…so how are you?”
2) “What’s your take on the Mangalore thingy? You are FOR or AGAINST pub-culture?”
3) “Where are you? take care ok?!” 😈

Now what can I do? Laugh, cry or just sigh! :mrgreen:

 
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Posted by on February 4, 2009 in About me, Happens~2~me

 

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Happy New Year! :)

Its like some kind of tradition or whatever, that come end of the year and every third person inevitably ends up asking “So what’s your resolution for the coming New Year?”…I smile at them saying “I am yet to think of it, but anyways we don’t follow or go by it do we?” 😀 Sometimes I think “Resolutions” are the ‘last few lies one tells’ at the end of a year! 😉

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So then as the New year is soon approaching, I thought as to well why not see what my resolutions could be…whether I follow it or not! So here are the things that are on the mind…whether thoughts turn into actions or not, the New Year will be the arena to witness!

The ones which are in my hands:
1) To stop sleeping long hours….say, yell at the alarm and get up at 6am.
2) Reduce weight, especially the fat thats built up at untoward places…say go early morning jogs (what else would I do getting up at 6am? :P)
3) Be active in helping out an NGO….talks are on, to gather a corporate support in this regard! 🙂
4) Start writing a diary (a dear friend has already gifted me with a lovely diary…so why not?)…and may be a book too (got a few friends who support this cause!)! 😀
5) To dream about becoming an enterprenaur, definitely not in the IT field. Hotel Management may be!

The ones which aren’t under my control:
1) To mediate a negotiation between my scalp and the hairs they hold. They need to come to an understanding and stick/stay together/attached. Else I may end up clean!
2) Get out of the current project, mainly cos am bored…its been 15 months already into this. Sheesh!
3) With respect to the BSE (Bombay Stock exchange), go green…if you know what I mean! 🙂
4) To get back to Bangalore, while staying put at the same job. Being at home would make this jack, a little more happier.
5) To live life in the most sensible and organized manner! 😛

Phew…very few ones in the mind, I know..but lemme first get a few of these few right! 😉

Have a great and wonderful new year to come….Happy New Year buddies! Have a blast!! Catchya then! 🙂

 
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