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Wedding Anniversary

Today was my Parents wedding anniversary. 33 years of married life. They say that it feels like 33 days. And how true - when we look back on our lives, many things and the most important things feel like they happened yesterday, and the trouble we buffet ourselves with seem like eternity. I wonder, and when I look back, after 3 full decades of living, it seems like life started just yesterday. I remember the first day, my sister went to school, and the colours look so real and her oiled piggy tails so fresh. So many memories, seeming like they happened yesterday, and now when I see my Parents smiling on Yesterday - it reminds gently, that so much of worry for today at best robs of all your happiness and nothing more. Sent on my BlackBerry® from Vodafone Essar

The Tinted Glass

I am sure all of us have at least once laughed catching some one unaware on the other side of a tinted glass. Someone combing, checking their teeth or adjusting their clothes or just admiring themselves all unaware that there is someone watching them on the other side of the tinted glass. While this is fun in life, I wonder why it becomes so exceptionally dirty in work life. People talking and behaving oblivious that there are no closed rooms or cubicles, but just tinted glass(es) on all 6 sides. One thing is for sure. How you behave when you are winning tells a lot about your character, and everything about your character when you are losing. The last 2 weeks has given me a chance to look at myself through this tinted glass, and it was ______ seeing myself that way. You discover a few subdued traits of yourself, experience a different depth of emotion and have a muffled laugh meeting yourself all over again. The best part is when you realize the convictions, beliefs

Entering the world of Mobile blogging

Modern Man's best friend in the corporate world - the Blackberry. It helps you browse, play games, check match scores, chat and ya make phone calls, and kill boredom during long corporate speeches, meetings, waiting for the girl to come etc etc. Oh yeah, you can check all your personal mails, book movie tickets, find addresses / directions and....and....and.... Check office mail and ignore it all! Now I can blog sitting on the pot!!! Did all the girls say eh! Let me share some disgusting secret - you girls never know how many times your guy answered the phone sitting like a king on the Pot. Hehhehehhehe Mobile blogging Zindabad

Miss you

At the end of a long frustrating and depressing week, just two words that brought a smile - "Miss You" - It was nice :-) -

Red flags, missed schedules and dwarfed minds

Of late, I have been in Sombre mood . Ya, a lot of it has to do with the worries of an uncertain job market, bad recession and the fast dwindling topline of the account I manage, and everyone reacts very differently to the same. 'Friends' who have never been in touch start calling 2-3 times a day asking me for references and help updating the CVs, Pals offer advice, close ones offer fortitude and the rest with whom you work, offer Red Flags, missed schedules and dwarfed minds. It’s perplexing how this whole concept of Red Flags, Missed Schedules and Dwarfed minds work both at work and in life in general. At work, when red flags are raised early on, you are an asshole and the same when raised by the world over, after something gets screwed and you refuse to be part of the “orgasmic futile dwarfed ‘intellectual’ discussion”, you are again being an Asshole – wake up – either grow balls, or take pride in being diminutive (and I guess there is nothing wrong with that). In life, fort

Disappointment with _______

There are some many words that run through my head that can fill that blank after “Disappointment with ….” What appalls the most is when you are disappointed most at the lack of sensitivity, about how you would react if you were in the same position – What if you were the employee and not the boss What if you were the customer and not the bank What if you were the vendor and not the client What if you were to give business and not execute What if you were to hangout in someone’s corridor and the other shuns What if you were the pragmatic and not the idealist What if …. .