Then came the days of college .. The problem started, when I had to attend interviews for my first, brand new shiny job .. Now the firms were not always in the vicinity and I had to travel quite a distance, not to say much about the jerks who loved to schedule these interviews as early as possible .by that I mean 9 am .. So an hour of travelling or more would mean starting at 8 or even before .. But considering traffic jams or flat tyres which were a common occurance.. had to give it another 30 mins.. And then take the time for getting ready and the figure of waking up was a shocking 7 am .. And there the given up alarm clocks came along .. So set up the poor things again .. Asked mom and S to wake me up just in case.. A lil bit abt S .. S is a kind of person who , if has to be at a particular place at a particular time say 'X' will be at the particular place at a time ranging from 'x-2' to x-3' hours .. So comes the day of the interview .. Now tensed that I was about the interview but more so about reaching the place.. But that was totally unnecessary coz S called up home at 4.30 am with specific instructions to get ready on time and promptly clanged the gates at 5.30 am .. Well we started from home at 5.35... With not a soul in sight .. not even the early rays of the sun .. And reached the firm at 6.15 am..
The watchman at the gate looked at us with wonder and asked me ' enamma aen baeku ' translated that means 'what do u want' .. With a dazed look I told him that I had come for 'The interview' ..
He looked at me with amazement .. Shook his head muttered to himself and went back to his cozy chair.. And S and me stood there cold and hungry .. I had the ' I cannot believe and even if I can i dont want to believe' look .. And S had the ' we made it on time thank god! ' look..
By the time it was 9 .. All I wanted was breakfast and some sleep .. Needless to say .. My first job was not with this company ..
Little did i know then that S would be a replacement to my ineffective alarm clocks for many years to come.. To say it was effective would be a gross understatement.. Necessary or not my new alarm (S) would ensure I woke up at least 1 to 2 hours earlier than required.. ( reason : just in case u know )
Wednesday, December 07, 2005
Wednesday, November 30, 2005
ALArMS!! ..Part 1
Over the years my relationship with alarm clocks has been alarmingly different .. Those first years in school when I thought that I should wake up early and study. The reason for this was simple, some blokes believed that early to bed and early to rise makes manini healthy wealthy and well wise too..So thot I .. Aint no harm trying to get wiser .. So set up the alarm clock with much fan fare, much to the amusement of dad and mom and much more to the incredulous look of my elder sibling.. Now this one was all health wealth and wisdom put together.. Coz the bloke could not keep awake later than 9 or 10 and would spring up from bed at unearthly hours in the morning.. Well so went aLArm ..Well .. Heard later that ppol in the house got disturbed during their morning tea.. This went on for a few days till somebody decided to tell me that they don't really need an alarm while drinking tea or during their morning ablutions.. I offcourse sheepishly gave it up..
Tried this off and on for a couple of years till I realised that these clocks must be spooked up coz I was the only soul who could not hear them.. So I gave it up all together..
For a couple of more years that is..
Tried this off and on for a couple of years till I realised that these clocks must be spooked up coz I was the only soul who could not hear them.. So I gave it up all together..
For a couple of more years that is..
Wednesday, November 09, 2005
Thumbing Green
Some months ago, when I moved to a new office desk , I decided to end the Spartan look, my desk and its environs had..
So I eagerly adopted a crisp and sparkly bamboo plant.. it delighted me no ends to look at it .. I think I watered it diligently for a while, and then the inevitable happened , I went on a vacation, watered the poor wee plant just a tad extra and when I came back , its soul was gone a missing..
well I tried to nurture it back but soon buried it amidst the disapproving looks and tut tut from my team mates .. and then with great courage, ( coz each time I mentioned a plant for my office, at home.. I got ‘ the plant murderer goes on prowl again’ look) I got another one .. this time ‘sturdy’ ( so described the label) and at the same time a looker of a plant.. and slipped it on my desk when the rest of my office mates were not looking ( sigh !.. to sneak your own plant on your own desk and yet feel guilty about it was a new one for me) ..
This one stood pretty and green for full 2 weeks till the other inevitable happened, I fell ill followed by a long weekend and this sturdy one became a lil pale and webby ?? ( well I saw a few webs on it) thought oh well spiders!!
Now, I am not anti spiders so I just cleaned out the webs and watered sturdy .. but sturdy was still pale with its leaves turning yellow and dropping at the drop of a hat or at the drop of anything and everything.. then the webs were back in a day .. persistent spider ? ( now I always thot that spiders do not destroy plants ) so on a closer inspection and a fair amount of googling later, I realized that these webs were being happily spun by a colony of plant beasts, yup, that’s what they were, tiny but bestial .. who else in the whole wide world could sap up the sap of my sturdy..
Well the rest they say is history.. got a bio ( need to be environmentally correct ) plant beasticide and 3 weeks later ta da new shiny budding leaves ..
Sturdy is sturdy again .. yippee .. and nowadays I move around with this ‘I got a green Thumb’ look .
So I eagerly adopted a crisp and sparkly bamboo plant.. it delighted me no ends to look at it .. I think I watered it diligently for a while, and then the inevitable happened , I went on a vacation, watered the poor wee plant just a tad extra and when I came back , its soul was gone a missing..
well I tried to nurture it back but soon buried it amidst the disapproving looks and tut tut from my team mates .. and then with great courage, ( coz each time I mentioned a plant for my office, at home.. I got ‘ the plant murderer goes on prowl again’ look) I got another one .. this time ‘sturdy’ ( so described the label) and at the same time a looker of a plant.. and slipped it on my desk when the rest of my office mates were not looking ( sigh !.. to sneak your own plant on your own desk and yet feel guilty about it was a new one for me) ..
This one stood pretty and green for full 2 weeks till the other inevitable happened, I fell ill followed by a long weekend and this sturdy one became a lil pale and webby ?? ( well I saw a few webs on it) thought oh well spiders!!
Now, I am not anti spiders so I just cleaned out the webs and watered sturdy .. but sturdy was still pale with its leaves turning yellow and dropping at the drop of a hat or at the drop of anything and everything.. then the webs were back in a day .. persistent spider ? ( now I always thot that spiders do not destroy plants ) so on a closer inspection and a fair amount of googling later, I realized that these webs were being happily spun by a colony of plant beasts, yup, that’s what they were, tiny but bestial .. who else in the whole wide world could sap up the sap of my sturdy..
Well the rest they say is history.. got a bio ( need to be environmentally correct ) plant beasticide and 3 weeks later ta da new shiny budding leaves ..
Sturdy is sturdy again .. yippee .. and nowadays I move around with this ‘I got a green Thumb’ look .
Monday, October 31, 2005
Delhi ..An anguished capital
The blasts : 3
Breaking the delicate fabric of everyday life , of enthusiasm, of celebrations, leaving behind broken limbs and helpless souls .
A complex set of questions and emotions are playing at my mind..Can hate be so overpowering and persuasive .. ?
Breaking the delicate fabric of everyday life , of enthusiasm, of celebrations, leaving behind broken limbs and helpless souls .
A complex set of questions and emotions are playing at my mind..Can hate be so overpowering and persuasive .. ?
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