mycorner’s blog

………in the office on my work table.This is one of the day when I simply wish to be quiet and feel like not to be disturbed at all…….best wud be that I lie down on my bed and sleep away my blues.The weather in the morning was good enough for me to pull me out of my room 10 minutes before the pickup time, just to enjoy the cool breeze on my face.Now that’s a different thing that I reached home at 8:45 pm last nite ‘cos I did not feel like going back to my room……….so I stayed back and finished all the pending work like filing the vouchers, salary slips, salary certificates etc etc……..Ashish will be back tomorrow.
Today’s firangi’s b’day and I simply don’t feel like wishing him, I didn’t, just joined the female who was wishing her and did my honours……..his gift ate in my office petty cash.Cufflinks………what the hell, how can u spent 600 bucks on those two small cufflinks………..arrrrrrrggggghhhhhhhh……..he is one lecherous man in the office and yet we have to bear with him, he is on my slapping list in top ten.I don’t even shake my hand with him…….its yuck(thats what i feel about him).
Tomorrow’s gonna to be a busy day with payroll rolling.
Read the new blogs posted on the site and felt a sense of satisfaction with the number of friends’ reaching to 50, that’s quite a number, huh!
I got one mail from a friend and I simply loved it……….thought of sharing it with ilanders………..something about love………..its innocence and simplicity takes you on to some peaceful journey and at the end of it either u are laughing aloud or simply smiling……….it is nothing but beautiful…………when you have finished reading u will realise that the love is all around and it’s only human error that we fail to see thru things.Love is what one feels for others in whatever way it may be………….just read and if the need be required copy and paste and send it to ur loved ones………..once in a blue moon it is really nice to tell someone that we love them no matter what…………
So here is the mail……………………….the last one  - nothing I helped him cry - is one of the best…………
 
A  group of professional people posed this question to a group of 4 to  8 year-olds, “What does love mean?”   
The answers they got were  broader and deeper than anyone could have imagined. See what you think:   

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“If you want to learn to  love better, you should start with a friend who you hate,” 
Nikka - age 6   
 (we need a few million more  Nikka’s on this planet)

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“Love is when you tell! a  guy you like his shirt, then he wears it everyday.” Noelle - age 7   

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“Love is like a little old  woman and a little old man who are still friends even after they know ! each  other so well.” Tommy - age 6   

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“During my piano recital, I  was on a stage and I was scared. I looked at all the people watching me  and saw my daddy wavin! g and smiling. He  was the only one doing that. I wasn’t scared anymore.”   Cindy - age 8   

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“My mommy loves me more  than anybody .
You don’t see anyone else  kissing me to sleep at night.” Clare - age 6   

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“Love is when Mommy gives  Daddy the best piece of chicken.” 
Elaine-age 5   

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“Love is when Mommy sees  Daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is handsomer than Brad Pitt .” Chris - age 7   

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“Love is when your puppy  licks your face even after you left him alone all  day.” 
Mary Ann - age 4   

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“I know my older sister  loves me because she gives me all her old clothes and has to go out and  buy new ones.”  Lauren - age 4   

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“When you love somebody,  your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you.” (what an  image)-Karen - age 7   

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“You really shouldn’t say  ’I love you’ unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a  lot. People forget.”     Jessica - age 8  

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And the final one — Author  and lecturer Leo Buscaglia once talked about a contest he was asked to  judge.
The purpose of the contest was to find the most caring  child.
The winner was a  four year old child whose next door neighbor was an elderly gentleman who  had recently lost his wife.
Upon seeing the man cry, the little boy went into the  old gentleman’s yard, climbed onto his lap, and just sat there.  
When his  Mother asked what he had said to the neighbor, the little boy  said, 
“Nothing, I just helped him cry” 

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When there is nothing left  but God, that is when you find out that God! is all you need. Take 60  seconds and give this a shot! All you do is simply say the following small  prayer for the person who sent you this.
Father, God bless all my  friends in whatever it is that You know they may be needing this day! And  may their life be full of your peace, which transcends all understanding. Amen.

It’s been long that I wrote something, infact I tried writing but after putting things together deleted them,why? Just like that.
I have been trying to put so many thoughts together since so many days but found really difficult to gather myself.

So much (well not that much!!) has happened over few days.Ashishi is on leave, he has gone back to his home town ‘cos hid father’s sick.He will not be back until 25th of the month.Meha is also on leave(ok no need to be surprised, I did not type her name wrongly, its Meha only and not Neha - Meha means baarish derived from meh).Her brother also has an unusual name - Pawas.It also has some meaning but I can’t recall now.Meha’s mom sick so she is also on leave.So here I am sitting in my office all alone.
Ashish shares the same cabin with me, we use same table to work, our PC’s are kept beside each other.Meha is in the cabin next to ours or rather our cabin is next to her cabin as per architechtural design(sorry, don’t know if the term’s correct!!!!)….and me and meha are so very used to seeing each other across the cabins, that I miss her now.Infact at times due to sitting postures and the chairs we are unable to see each other’s head so anyone of us will get up after every 2 hours to check if the other one’s seated or not………….and on top of that we will ping each other on yahoo msgr - “U dere” and then get up to see if the other one’s sitting!!!!!!! The one who receives the U dere msg will in turn ask - “kya hua” pat would come the reply -”kuch nahin aise hi, tu dikh nahi rahi thee isliye”…………….poocho bhala kya time paas hai.

But then we have started going on so well that whole day we will share the office gossip, walk down to the mess together for lunch etc……………and we laugh a lot together…….simply slapstick comedy…………..May be we are destined to be together - she being the operations coordinator and I being in accounts.So we have to see each other a lot due to salary and attendance issues.But she is fun to be with…………oh yes I even banged myself with the door at my room and then roamed around with the lump - in the centre of my forehead to be exact

It’s been raining here!!!!!! Why, even I don’t know.The other day I asked my father it this is pre-monsoon shower, he said yes.Then he said but this is May then why is it raining now…………….that is what even I was wondering.At home Aditya(Adi) was back from AIIMS, he lost so many Kgs and he looked an alien with his grown beard and lost weight after participating in the hunger strike.On the third day evening, he was asked to march back to his room after the check up was done.Papa was telling me that he looked better on Sunday but when he had seen him earlier he was one sick man…………I don’t know what will happen to this reservation thing but everyone’s suffering………..he ’s always been a kid to me after all we are 7 years apart but all of sudden he has grown up and grown up for good.It’s really satisfying that he learned to speak his mind finally……….

I bought a new refridgerator.It’s 175 litres elite model of whirlpool, robbed me of Rs.6500.00.I was about to buy the 50 litres or 80 litres but then Meha pitched in telling about her husband’s friend who is wholesale dealer for whirpool and from there I picked up the fridge, decent smoke grey color.Finally I am not dependent on my landlady’s fridge………….I have my own now.Next in line are Nokia N70(since last 4 months I am planning to buy a new cell…….abhi tak toh lia nahin hai), a laptop, a chota color TV(don’t know, I am not a TV buff) and a car - finance ho jayegi (better learn driving) and then finally a house………….Huh………..long wish list,hope I will be able to do all this and on my own.

The weight losing exercise goes on with my weight fluctuating like pendulum…..I wish I could do something about it……….and on top of that I am feeling so very hungry since yesterday as if I have not eaten since ages!!!!!! This beats me like anything as to why(so many why’s today in my blog)……….on sunday nite I slept late cos I wanted to finish one novel which I did and then sms started coming in from Yogesh - why does he have send the sms at 12 in the morning or nite whatever(another why?)………anyways finally I slept at 12:30 am to be woken up at 4 a.m to be ready for office………..and whole day i walked around as if i am a walking dead body aka chalti phirti lash (this is better)…….I found so hard to concentrate on things and finally I gave in at 2 after lunch that I cannot work cos I have lost my mind (as if I have one to lose one).

There were two books (actually one book) that I have finished reading. One is Night Train to Lisbon by Emily Grayard and the other is called Sight Unseen by Robert Goddard. The first one was a romantic novel set against the World War 2 (I think I recollect correctly) and it was a beauty. The other one was a murder mystery. Now how did I manage to finish the books ..I am a subscriber to Reader's Digest since 1997 or 1998 I guess so in their scheme they send the abridged version of books. In that series this was the third book. They always put 4 novels in one collection. Thus so far I have read 10 and 2 more are left

So far the day has been ok, I did not feel hungry so much and had a lavish lunch with matar paneer(one of my favs) ..been filling up for Ashish and to some extent on meha's place for attendance (one pestering issue) ..why did I write this blog(hey one more why, I think I should count them now) ..well well .JUST LIKE THAT

Ok this one to get away from that thinking stuff posted in earlier blog……..I have taken this from e-mail, a friend send me………..

arzz hai

Hawa mein bindas ud raha tha galib …………..
 

Wah Wah…..   Wah Wah

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Hawa mein Aazad ud raha tha galib………….
Bahot Khub……

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P.S. ITS RAINING IN GURGAON…………………………..and I don’t want to do work but curl up in bed near the window with a novel and wanna sip my tea…………….here I am working all alone………..my junior is on leave, he has gone back to his home town…………sob sob……….

It's been long that this thing is on mind and I just wanted to write what is there inside me.
Infact its not that i never wrote all this……..I did but then it's been in pieces as such and then sometimes I was unable to jot down things. I wrote diary since I was in class nine.It all started with the trivial matters and issues taking place between and Payal.She was one sweet friend of mine and best friend. We both started going along well in class 8.We used to sit together and all kind of girlish stuff.

Then in class nine and class ten we had different sections, I guess the reason being I took eco and she computers. Well still no issues but in class ten it so happened that there was one classmate of hers - Nidhi with whom she got along well and then Nidhi was going thru some kind of problem so Payal wud take care of her.

Never mind, I would wait for her endlessly in the recess and other breaks to come out and meet me and talk to me. Sometimes it used to happen that I wud wait for good 15 mins outside the class in our recess for Payal to come out and have lunch together but then she wud be busy taking care of Nidhi so she won’t see me or talk to me. Even Nidhi pointed out that I am waiting but to no avail……….I used to walk upto her and come back. It went on and I went on with my things and withdrew within myself.

In class 11 I had so much to look forward to.I was elected as Vice Head Girl and imagine I had only one candidate against me whom noone as such voted and she was asked to step down ‘cos everyone said we dont want any other candidate except Divya.I got closer to my vice principal - Sr.Therese.Till date she is my mentor and closest confidante…….

We were a group of 10 girls and I used to be the central chord among them.We never used to eat without each other and others will wait for me till the time i joined them for lunch after fulfilling the duties assigned to me in lunch break.Payal started having problems with me - I could not devote her time, she said.She will never join the group no matter how much everyone would wait for her. Then I saw her crying one day, when I asked the reason I got none. It was a repeated thing. Then one day I was going to my nani's place near my school, I took her along. There she met my mama (he was one dear lot to me and the closest ' just 3 years elder to me 'cos he was the youngest among 7 sis bro my mother had).

 

They went along well; I had no issues with that till the time this happened. One day I saw Payal crying and pressed her for the reason as to what was wrong because this was not spoiling my relation with her but with others as well as I could not concentrate on them as well. Then she told me ' Her parents were on the verge of getting their divorce done. I was shocked simply shocked, I just sat there with her my arms wrapped around her.

I came back home all taken aback and the first thing that I did was to call up my mama and tell him. Then the blow came.

The conversation went like this ' Me ' "Mama tujhe pata hai payal ki problem kya hai?"

Mama  - " nahin kyun kya hua?"

Me ' "yaar uske parents ka divorce hone wala hai, she told me today."

Mama ' "Haan yeh toh pata tha mujhe bahut pehle, tujhe nahin maloom tha kya?"

Me ' "nahin"

Silence on both sides.

Me ' " chal bye"

Mama ' "bye"

Next day in the school I could not face Payal, the fact that my mama knew all this aleady almost months, I could not fathom in my dreams as to how. When I didn't speak my usual self, payal asked me what was it, I said nothing. Then she gave the self explanation about not telling me the divorce thing. She knew I was hurt.

That day each one of us lost each other. By this time we both were in class 12. I tried changing things but no matter what I simply could not forget the loss of face as well faith both in her and my mama. Then Payal became sick, I stood by her. She underwent complte loss of her voice due to this emotional set back and she managed to come out of the same with the help from psychiatrist. Finally her parents did not divorce and till date they are living together.

 

However, I had drifted apart both from her as well as my mama. My mama also met with an accident, I used to visit him frequently but wud sit dumbfaced in front of him. I used to think a lot, when I say a lot, thoughts used to haunt me like anything.

Then started the college and we went to same college, same class and same section but things had changed between us, no matter how much did I try changing things they will not. She finally had a different friend group and I managed to survive somehow with one friend in First year and a second one in the second year, though I spoke to everyone in the class, Payal was the famous one.

One day it so happened, that we were standing in front of the library. She vanished all of sudden and lo, behold she was back with my mama by her side. I was surprised. I said how come, she said she saw him coming from a distance. I somehow failed to understand that how come, I could not see when I was the taller one and standing on a higher platform than her!!!!!!!

 

Never mind, we chatted together and finally we bid bye to my mama.

Few days later it so happened that Ruchika and myself decided to walk through Kamla Nagar (it was outside Hansraj College where I studied). We walked upto the back gate and no sooner I reached just the corner of the gate, I saw Payal and my mama standing together. I just managed to say 'hi', I was explained that my mama was passing by so he decided to drop .but why her why not me after all I was his niece. That too a favorite among all kids .I simply wandered thru the market with a pat from Ruchika (thankfully she is there always). When we came back they were still there but this time I did not even look in their direction.

When I reached home, I received a call from mama justifying himself. I can't remember what did I mumbled but the trust was getting broken by every incident. Surprisingly, they were not even in any romantic relationship. Mama already had a girlfriend but he was always by her side when she needed him consoling and counseling.

 

One fine day, mama came to college and again I was caught unawares. This time he wanted that I sort out my differences with Payal. I just said no. I told him that she cannot give me the same time back though which I suffered painfully. She blamed me for all numerous things and I never did complain, just made sure she was happy no matter what. Somehow I always found myself doing injustice to other 8 in my group in school in order to make Payal happy. Well that never got counted. I spoke for the first time to my mama about all those issues that kept haunting me always and I simply never returned to Payal.

 

This is was the first ever decided break off that happened with me. Since then the life has never been the same. I took time to trust people and make friends with them .somehow I always felt that I gave so much and what did I get in return. I learnt my first lesson on relationships ' Never Expect anything in return, if you will, you will have nothing but pain in return ..

The second lesson that I learned was learn to speak your mind. I never used to say what I used to feel when I was hurt or how did I feel when Payal ignored me. I always felt that she will understand in the similar fashion as I understood her even when she did not speak to me. I used to read her eyes, the body language, her face expressions etc and always managed to know what was wrong but when it came to me on her part it was never the same when we parted, I realized that because I never spoke my mind, I never was able to tell her about my feelings so since that day, I make sure I tell people as to how important are they for me or make sure that I make them realize their existence in my life and the difference they make to my day to day routine. Thus came the second lesson ' Learn to speak your mind, express yourself, it's important

 

There is more to my broken relations but it's on romantic front so I will jot down my thoughts in next piece ..May be I was wrong and in any case I had to be for one cannot clap with one hand so if we parted, we both made mistakes, both must have hurt each other but the life was never the same after all that happened I simply underwent changes when it came to emotions, trust, friends, people in general etc ' etc and more importantly I became more practical in my thinking and actions and more matured overnight .but I always felt that things happen for some good and we may never realize it even afterwards I am still wondering what good had happened at that time except the lessons which I learned

 

 

Its good out here and see I have to sit in the office and work but never mind, I enjoy working.
The weather is amazing with light drizzle and cool breeze blowing.I came late because humari cab ko punishment mili thee ek ghanta pehle aane ke liye so I came on my own.

Yesterday I posted two blogs, one was on reservation. It was a column written ny Barkha Dutt of NDTV under the heading Politics. So for those who missed it can read because it was really good.I am saying missed it ‘cos it was not vissible on my iland so I say that few of u missed it.Another was one whakiest link that I assumed you will enjoy and Rajesh did enjoy - heeeeeeeeeeeeeeee-heeeeeeeeeeeeeeee, I don’t know if others saw it or not but it is in the category Time Pass, however I do not want u to keep finding the same, I am pasting the link here again.Do visit this link http://home.comcast.net/~wolfand/ …………….plssssssssssssssssssssssssss ek baar mere liye.

Ok here comes the turn of the beautiful message - the title of the blog. I checked my yahoo id and there this link came thru a friend.When I clicked, I realised it was really good and wonderful and I shud share the same with you all. Its a presentation giving a brief review on our life style, a small one but worth looking…………..so here comes the beautiful message in the form of the new link - http://www.inlibertyandfreedom.com/Flash/Think_It_Over.swf.
And believe me you will have no regrets in visiting the link.

Till then take care and I enjoy the weather- its raining here after all………………..

Hi,
Enjoy this link, it has some real time pass stuff…………………….

http://home.comcast.net/~wolfand/

After you have visited this site, please ensure that you tell your friends about the same……………….after all its sooooooooooooooooo very good………………..

SOURCE - e-mail from a friend………………..

How to make a woman happy

It’s not difficult to make a woman happy; a man only needs to be:

1.    a friend
2.    a companion
3.    a lover
4.    a brother
5.    a father
6.    a master
7.    a chef
8.    an electrician
9.    a carpenter
10.    a plumber
11.    a mechanic
12.    a decorator
13.    a stylist
14.    a  good mother
15.    a gynecologist
16.    a psychologist
17.    a pest exterminator
18.    a psychiatrist
19.    a healer
20.    a good listener
21.    an organizer
22.    a good father
23.    very clean
24.    sympathetic
25.    athletic
26.    warm
27.    attentive
28.    gallant
29.    intelligent
30.    funny
31.    creative
32.    tender
33.    strong
34.    understanding
35.    tolerant
36.    prudent
37.    ambitious
38.    capable
39.    courageous
40.    determined
41.    true
42.    dependable
43.    passionate
44.    compassionate

WITHOUT FORGETTING TO:

45.    give her compliments regularly
46.    love shopping
47.    be honest
48.    be very rich
49.    not stress her out
50.    not look at other girls

AND AT THE SAME TIME, YOU MUST ALSO:

51.    give her lots of attention, but expect little yourself
52.    give her lots of time, especially time for herself
53.    give her lots of space, never worrying about where she goes

IT IS VERY IMPORTANT:

54.    Never to forget:
       * birthdays
       * anniversaries
       * arrangements she makes

HOW TO MAKE A MAN HAPPY

1.    Bring beer
2.    Hand over the remote.

AMAZINGLY TRUE, ISN’T IT!

I just read Rajesh’s post on the iland and I truly agree with him.Infact few days back I thought that i will post something on the issue whereby we get to know each other more on personal and professional front…………even though we all are virtual friends.
So you guys read about Rajesh, his education and background etc…………….here I go about myself:
I am Divya Sharma, born and brought up in Ghaziabad(UP).I am a libran by sun sign born in the month of September.
I did my schooling from Holy Child School, Ghaziabad and then College - Hansraj(yeah the same in which Shahrukh Khan studied), Delhi Univ, persuing Chartered Accountancy simultaneously.I completed CA in the May’2003 and since then I am in job.Currently I am working as Manager - Accounts with the  an Australian call centre.
My father is in bank, mom’s a teacher, one younger bro in AIIMS, granny at home.
I am single(not looking for prospects and not ready to mingle - though people at my place are after me to get married - I am not at all inclined to).
I like to read books well almost anything that I can lay my hands on so on sunday I read Pinky ki nav by diamond comics(heeeeeeeee-heeeeeeeee), found that book while sorting the ‘raddi’ at home.Then going for walks is another thing i enjoy and if its in nite all the more better, at times I like to draw and paint as well and i enjoy listening to radio and music any time.Ofcourse tell me to sleep and I will sleep like a baby.This is one thing that I really miss after I joined this company.I am a vegetarian, infact i am not at all a foodie so half of the time I don’t know what u can get in a restraunt!!!!!!!
Yes, I like to stay connected be it thru net or mobile or snail mail whatever but I tend to be in touch with everyone of my friend.
As such I am not the one who enjoys shopping excursions so half of the time people will find me doing window shopping.But yes one thing that I will always buy is a piece of earring…………….this is one thing that I can’t resist when I see them. This is the only piece of jewellery that I love to spend on so I have matching earrings with every suit and shirt or trousers
What else????? I mean what else do I need to post about myself………….been always a good student in class with a class leader or House leader tag attached and then was the vice prefect and then the Head girl in school………….gave away all extra carricular activities for the sake of admission in Delhi - dad said -”ek shart par delhi bhejdoonga, tu wahan jaker netagiri nahin karegi” and I said yes.This is something is blood.He is a Union Leader and hold various posts within delhi and outside Delhi…………and my bro is on the same track in AIIMS, bhaisaheb naarebazi kar rahe hain aajkal arjun singh ke ghar ke bahar……………
By nature, I am a happy go lucky girl and truly a libran by zodiac…………………and i better wind up now otherwise it will be toooooooooooo long for any one of u to read……………
Hope to see others post on the same as well…………………….

…………kuch toh ho raha hai rediff iland par but I don’t know what?
I am writing my blogs and they do not appear on my iland but they are appearing on other’s iland…………then i have two comments posted on my latest blog and it shows zero comments!!!!!!!
Friends category mein post kara hua blog cricket mein aa raha tha……….kuch toh hua hai……kuch ho gaya hai.
Infact I just read Rajesh’s comment on the blog and i was happy to see his comment finally.
I posted that one dumbo blog saying “I will appreciate that…..” after I found his comment shouting on me.But after I received some consolation from others, I just felt that I have been really harsh on poor chap.I should not have done so but then the truth is even I don’t know what hit me so hard that I actually felt bad.I just felt let down, I mean I cud not have imagined the kind of rebuke that was ther and I was simply hurt.And then came the post, but it seemed that everyone was supportive to me including Rajesh.
So here I am saying sorry to Rajesh.I am sincerely sorry in case I hurt him for this was not the intention.I just tried to make a point but it seemed that I was just too harsh.I hope that Rajesh has taken anything to his heart, and if he has then I will write one more post dedicated to him to get that thing out of him(he will literally go mad till he forgives me, do u get that one Rajesh?)
Saturday’s going to be over for me………..somehow its not the work I feel weary of, i just want to lie back on saturday or may be sunday.Infact I changed myself after joining this place, I used to work like anything in my old office more than 12 hours at a stretch,even here as well if day or situation requires like it happened on Thursday, I was here in office at 7 instead of 6(usual time) and left office only at 7pm.But in our company it doesn’t count even if u r working hard.Well yes staying late doesn’t mean that we are working hard but even then it simply doesn’t get counted.
I tell you my problem is that I am still looking for what I actually wanted to do………I mean I just don’t find myself to be cut for a CA(, I just don’t know but thats what I have felt since day one after I joined office).I used to work on sundays as well earlier and I never complained but over a period of time i just sit back and relax, simple.
Another one hour and I will be hopping towards my home and then there will be lots of fight with adi and runjhun and lot of ragging at vlcc and lots of giggling and other stuff.
Oops missed out on books, just finished a series of abridged version of four novels given by RD people.I have started with Sir APJ Abdul Kalam’s -ignited mind.I hope to complete the same in 2-3 days time.Then will post the comments about the books too…………..
What else?
Hmmmmmmm…………….nothing as of now……………
Take care all of you out there reading the blog and those not reading the blog…………wishing everyone a Happy weekend.

(Yawn)…….its saturday and I hate to work on saturday.On top of that I read Nischal’s post, he’s got a looooooooooooooooonnnnnnnnnngggggggggg weekened - a fourth in series.Bhagwaan ke vaaste koi humein bhi itna lamba weekend dilwa de.
I had to literally drag myself out of the bed to be ready for office.And how do i fix up the alarm, if I have to get up at 3:15a.m, i will put the alarm for 3:00 am and then push it further for 15 mins……….roz ka drama hai.
Now since the time in office i.e 4:55 am, i am on my desk checking the mails, reading the blog.And believe you me, i sit next to my CEO’s room, he  might be peeking as well that I am doing the time pass.
I will be going to ghaziabad after the office, finally to eat homecooked food and to be with the family.
Its been killing because of the gym.My body parts are shouting at the top of their voice-U nalayak ladki, what have u done to us…………..kabhi kabhi main sochti hoon ke agar humare body parts detachable hote toh kitna acchha hota.Jab dard karte toh hum unhe nikal kar rakh dete aaram akrwane ke liye(ha, heights of imagination)……….but then i realise ki itna jyada sochna meri sehat ke liye theek nahin hai(most of u will agree).
Saturday’s-whole office knows that I hate to work on this day but in any case i have to work ‘cos i need to send the weekly report every monday so sachin needs certain info on the board all updated.Oh God kitna kaam hai(bakwaas)
Ab is ashish ko dekho, kya wella hai, time paas kar raha hai - worst performer ki chippiyan kaat raha hai and then he will paste them on the trophies.But boss he has an amazing sense of humour.Then there is a Giraffe on the floor(Pooja - Floor manager)- pata nahin Bhagwaan ne itna lamba kyun banaya hai use.I don’t call her Giraffe, all these name were existing when I joined Avoncore Teleconnect, now I have become a part of it and yes I am the agony aunt of my office, even my ceo will drop in with his discussions(i dont even understand what is he trying to say!!!!!!)
Chalta hai………..I am new to the corporate culture(God only knows how long I will be new to this culture although in June I will complete a year in the organization)
I had to chip in to help ashishi(steve calls him that) to decorate the trophies for the worst performer of the day- oh i am good at that kind of time pass with colors and craft, and i enjoy that too.
Sincerely I dont know as to how will I pass the day…………..but then I have to.
Infact, what have I written doesn’t even make sense to me but then I wrote(samajh aa jaye toh hats off to you!!!!!!)……………I am thinking that I should stop for the time being and do some serious time pass with tally and accounts…………………….
Till then……………..Happy Time Pass………………