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Transition

Symptoms

1. Your eyes gleam when you see a new dishwash liquid on the supermarket shelf. The gleam and the subsequent surge of hope in your heart is identical to those experienced once upon a time on seeing a new fairness cream.

2. You start liking your vegetables based on the ease of cleaning, cutting and cooking time the same way you used to once choose your favorite subjects based on ease of understanding, learning and scoring.

3. You choose clothes to wear not based on their ability to impress but the ease to 'press' .

Diagnosis: You have successfully transitioned from a girl to a woman :P

Isn't It a Wonder...

...that people who are totally against an arranged marriage "'cos you can't judge a person in 10 minutes" are quite willing to take up a job after just a 10 minute interview "'cos the salary seems right!!"

Weirdos !!!

One thing that I have been blessed with in life are friends who are absolute weirdos !!! Who never cease to amaze me by their extremely predictable weird ways which never cease to surprise ...yea, I know that's quite oxymoronic...predictable surprises...but my weirdo friends also happen to be brilliant and creative and hence no match for my wits !!! (Well, I even have a friend who keeps reminding me that his singular purpose of existence is to raise my intellectual levels to match his')

So this post is dedicated to all these wonderful people who have nothing better to do with their corporate paid time than log on to Gmail and chat away to glory....True to their eccentricities, they will always have their status set to busy, so that they can respond to a "Busy?" from my side with a "Not for you, dear" always !!! And I know for a fact that this response goes to anyone who cares to ask them the question :P

Well, to be fair to them, they usually never start a con…

Evolution

Had a hilarious day at my work place....Happened two days back...was laughing continuously till now...currently it has reduced to occasional bursts...people around me are thinking I'm having a facial spasm...seeing my contorted expression of suppressed grin...anyway now I am steady enough to put pen to paper ...rather, finger to keyboard..so decided to record the event for posterity...

Discussion of a lowly species (as low in the eco-system as you can imagine...) on dreams of spontaneous evolution (jus to ensure survival) with the scientist doing the experiments... (hereinafter fondly called PM...no, no, me not in IT industry...)Scientist acts according to what is suitable to her...Still, hope is universal...so the lowly species (hereinafter LS) tries...

PM: So what are your expectations?
LS: What about a paid European Tour?
PM: *growls*
LS (duly chastened): What about paid weekend trips to hometown?
PM: Tell you what, significant experiments on evolution happen over weekends, you can&#…

Yet Again !!!

Here is a conversation that happened on my yet-another-torture-trip to meet 'friends and family'...this time in the name of the Lord !!! Yes, the setting was a Pooja organized by my hubby's relations and since I didn't want to offend the Gods above and the realtives below and hubby didn't want to miss the excellent food, we dragged ourselves there...with a friendly advice from hubby to "have a sense of humour"....So here goes my humorous encounter with the inevitable question-answer session.... Q: Oh, u've really lost weight !!
A: Oh, you've really lost ur sight :)
Q: When are you shifting back?
A: As soon as you shift to my town, i'll shift to yours
Q: Isn't it quite expensive to fly down every weekend?
A: Yea, so when are you starting a cheaper airline?
Q: So do you have someone to help you with the cooking and cleaning?
A: No, the post is still vacant....and you are free to apply
By now, I was quite ready for another round, but needless to say…

A Weary Traveller...

...well, that's what I am today...Yet another instance of shrewd manipulation by 'smart' souls in my firm, has left me gropping in the dark...and forced me into a major introspection exercise...And verify what went wrong...I have realised to my horror that its my value system...there are a few things that I very strongly believe in....honesty, being helpful, sharing knowledge, and most importantly not stepping over someone to reach my goals....

And at various points in time, I have been confronted by people who say "You should learn to operate smartly, you need to do this to be successful"....somehow, this world associates smartness with being crooked and manipulative...these people spend more time trying to 'push down' others rather than pull themselves up...and I used to vehemently deny what these people say, relentlessly hold on to what I believed in and work twice as hard to prove myself...I used to uphold my own success as an example that success need…

Being Grateful...

There are people who enter our life for a brief period and cause profound changes....I have often wondered how to express my gratitude for these noble souls...yea, I am talking about teachers...the extremely dedicated ones...who take the responsibility of shaping out beautiful individuals out of raw potential...much like a sculptor who shapes clay into an adorable statue...

I mean, I have visited them in later life, said "Thank You" in so many words, even tried to put to practice what I have learnt from them...well, not chemical equations or physics formulae but things more profound...a word of inspiration when someone is unsure of him/herself, a proud smile that shares the happiness of another's success, a patient ear for a sad saga ...all of this and more...

But still, somewhere there is a void...a voice in my heart which says I am not being grateful enough...that I haven't communicated my appreciation and gratefulness sufficiently...

I wish there is someway hearts co…

A little bit ....

A little bit of care, A lil' bit of understanding, That's all I ask....
Not 'cos I can't handle it alone...
I am capable and smart, Intelligent and rational... But a little bit of my irrationality, A lil' bit of my madness, That's all I ask....
'Cos I am nought without them...
A slice of the blue sky, A fragment of my dreams, That's all I ask...

Questions !!!

These days I am home, enjoying a much needed break from work. The luxury is nearing an end as I am at the fag end of my week long holiday. I had a great time, except for two questions which invariably popped up whenever I met anyone....the universal nature of these questions really shocked me...across caste,age,SEC levels and whatever other divisional parameter one can think of....anyone and everyone had to throw these questions at me...even friends whom I thought was above this nonsense... So what were these questions?

1. When are you shifting permanently to your hometown? (Origin of question: Me and hubby are presently in two different cities at an average distance of Rs2000 one way by Air Deccan)

2. When are you planning to have kids?

What irritates me more is, no one asks my hubby whether he wishes to shift to my base location, instead of me joining him !!! and the latter question is never addressed at him though both parties I guess contribute equally to the process....

Well, the onl…

Childhood - Bitter Sweet

Here goes...my first tag !!! On something that I've always wanted to write, but always shied away from...childhood. I was tagged by the smart, confident and eternally optimistic HR executive - bombaydosti
Rules :
1. Write 8-10 things about childhood that you miss.
2. Write 8-10 things that you disliked about childhood.
3. Tag a few people.
"childhood is 1-12 years " - Silverine, proprietor. Well, I shall extend it to 18, 'cos till I entered college, I never felt like I was an adult.

If ever I want to go back to childhood, it's cos:

1. I was the youngest and the most pampered in the family - from my grandmother to my sister, who is elder to me jus by two years but yet pampered me silly by giving way to all my wishes. As I grew up, roles got reversed - today I am expected to pamper new entrants in my life -- not something I enjoy.

2. Pocket money - Used to get jus 20 bucks from my grandma, but it was quite a lot then. And more than the money, it was the feeling of getting…