TGIF

I have never been lucky in :

-saturdays as off
-a 'nice' boss (i know, i know IT doesn't exist)
-flexitime...urgh i HATE getting up SO early
-LIBERAL hr policies, system bla bla (i know a lot will raise hands for this as well)

And THAT is the reason why i love this friday...Today everything is so lovely. I found the weather to be good, i didn't crib; didn't blame heat or the bus (which was late) or my boss (for giving me a new assignment today).

Tomorrow it is maharatra day and it is saturday so 2 offs together. IT people won't understand my excitement, for they r so used to brooding on a LARGE weekend (sat+sun).

Thank God It Is Friday!
Now, even i can say TGIF :)

Potpourri

We all met some long time back. We were like strangers fighting for our identity and carving our niche.
We swam across the waves, upfront..and we swam upstream for sweeping our fears. Then the time came when we wanted to stand in each other's shadow. We wanted to fight the rain falling hard on us, wanted to explode like ligted crackers, wanted to sail on amidst hustling tide and wanted to stay like this forever.

it wasn't just the growing bonhomie, which caused 'element of surprise' but it was the bond that created 'awe'. it was awe inspiring- yes, without second thought. we were sans inhibitions, we could do anything like no one else would have mind over matter.

accept my 'self conceited bragging' but it is so true that i wonder, what would i do without them. i am telling u no fairy tale, or a tear jerker- friends' sacrifice fable. it is how i feel when i am with my friends aka my extended family. they comprise- mother like intriguing plus nurturing 'parent ego state' ; a soulmate, critic, player, shaper n A LOT. too many to pen down- simple!

this one is from one of my fav' trip to sinhar fort..u give damn to heat, rain, sun & exam (pun intended) just to be with each other.

i have tried so many times to write about my group, my people, my friends for lifetime... (am falling short of words) but i end up writing trash (like this one too) it is insane rambling

i used to think y people say that when feelings overpour it is difficult to write. probably that is why no journal or book could write descriptively about 'a mother's love' coz it is JUST NOT POSSIBLE to explain...

I know i owe so much to all my friends, for doing/saying what not.

Wud just raise toast for the way we are: 'true friends'

A poignant wait

Aah! and it is taking ages to rain (at pune???) u read it right.
I could not think of any 'glorified place' to keep this scribbling, so kept it here for u to read+think+analyse how much I want the smell of rains to flirt with my olfactory

yesterday while walking that half a km i could treat myself with the off burnt wood and charcoal..i wanted the smell of earth though...do u feel the same terpidation and forboding feeling towards this not so expected prolonged heated weather at pune. or do u feel your point of view obstructed by apprehension of not seeing the phenomenal happenings?

I look outside the window; resent the hot afternoon and snug myself in my shelter (waiting till it gets better outside) Damn it, used to do it in Delhi... and now pune the same thing..hope not.... the pictures abv are so comforting. so i look at them (time n again). I remember the first rainy season i witnessed here. Gosh, I used to think of Pune as some forsaken place for first few days coz it rained so much (read cats n dogs if u follow colloq. eng) the downpour ruined my shopping, my new formal wear, my heels, liner n et al. i thought of it as some ungodly thingy. but at the same time (paradoxically) I remember being in awe. I explored the 'beautiful pune' (sneaked a lot of trip in btwn to the scenic beauties)

the passage of time is instinctual and the pune frogs are estranged (they have never seen the temperature soaring so high).

Folishness to commemorate? eh..

I would not have given it as a 'solemn celebration' but it JUST HAPPENED.

when u are new to your place (accomodation, workplace) you take time to adjust (agreed, i know)
but do u know that when you are a 'newbee' somewhere, you just lose your scores to a lot of disparagement (read bitching) and mishappenings (can be misleading, mis interpretations, wrong notions n etc)...and u succumb to them? (yes, like it or not many do)
u wud be just used to alot of adulation and patronizing..but the contrary happens and that too so dependably discreet. neat duh.

do female colleagues feel jealous of each other (i better explain) or is it just the 'look at me' 'i can do it better' thing that inflicts everyone at the workplace??

and when you are new to a place u just absorb it like a beached sea sponge? ridiculous. haa that is what i thought when i was expected to 'take it' (and u thought u can not take shit from anyone but ur boss)

rant, crib, do whatever..nothing beats an upfront blunt reply...i did it. i am straightlaced and u pin me for 'slated rudeness' (i am blunt with icing of tact, mind u) so u cannot call me 'rude' or 'blunt' solely. u played i played and the scores settled.. no hard feelings ha!

I sat there...waiting and wishing

I walk to the nearest bus stop waiting for my bus. While seated at the dastardly yellow color stop, I see so many faces. some of them I can recall seeing near my building, or at the nearest grocer or maybe near 'ozone' (nearest namesake for a mall); some I've seen near the gym, I (offlate) wanted to hit

They are different people yet so similar to each other. All of us are in a constant wait. A few are waiting to see or meet someone. Some people wait for the company cab/bus, forms of pick ups and PMPLs like me (yes, the laldabba). But all of us are in constant wait to end this stardy and tiring journey.

I sit and watch people for few seconds; see their restlessness, eagerness, happiness, rue, wrath and ire. I find a part of mob similar to me and the other part contrary to what I am/I do.
The relative observations:

• preoccupation with self: men busy with the hem of their hair, mobile phones, business deals and people lost in reverie.
• washed in dust mixers:  people in a sense of disturbia caused by nature. they crib about everything under the sun. they have problems with society, nearby people, the climate, pollution, poverty...Jesus, what not!
• stars and latest fashion icons: from chandni chowk to china the kinda fashion parade u wanted to see, u can see a glimpse here. men and women dressed to kill. Armani, benetton, gucci, donna karan, oxyzen, prada, Quiksilver, Hurley, Billabong, Etnies and O'Neill. U can find and watch
• vagabond models and forsaken femme fatale: they are the homeless and abandoned people who wait at the stops for their four square meal and a temporary abode.
• Rebels and tragic stars: They are the teens who want to do something about their lives. Dressed nicely and intelligent significantly is their trait. But they 'want to do something' with the jump start powder induced energy insinuating in them.
• Federal level, corporates, high on life people: needless to explain
• vinaigrette and eau de Cologne people: I love them :) I hate bad body odour so I love people who care to put on perfumes and deo....good brands is just icing on cake!