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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...

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 …. .

Alas – poor him – human’s at least have a way out – they can pray to God – Poor God – what would he do? No – this is not a mockery of God. This is what happened today morning at 4:30 AM. Out of the blue (er black), there is this blast of really loud incantations, apparently to worship the local god of the area I live in – 4:30 AM – Phew – and I don’t think it’s pleasant for anyone, leave alone God for a nasal toned, yucky sounding babbling woman sing apparent praises to wakeup the deity ! My house is quite a distance from the nearby temple, but the volume – I guess could have bet a Rock Show “mics down” – and after 20 mins of crooning, comes along a dubbed tape of forced lyrics on a latest film track – I don’t know if the deity there were worshipping would have been pleased with this effort, but atleast some 200 families in 1 KM radius would have cursed both this lady, the temple and that deity who put-up with such nonsense. Where does sense and sensibility go? – If you want to worsh...

The difference between being pissed off and being upset is; you breathe out through your nostrils in the former, and breathe into your head in the later.

Angry, sad and fail to understand what these idiots achieve by bombing public places- and how they take pride in killing innocent people who would have not wronged them, or know anything about whatever justified or unjustified cause they hide behind. I hate how News Channels jump to quick conclusions, and think about hiking up TRP ratings by reporting unverified news. It's soothing when friends call or message and ask just one lil question - Are you safe? Nice to hear you speak and hang up, and not ask a million questions. Just shows that they were not gathering additional news.