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Well .it's
actually like this, I lost it & found it. The object in discussion
is my wallet. It all started with my mind again & again telling me
that I should surprise Raj my hubby by coming early to home. That too
'cos i was dying of guilt that i couldn't accompany him to doctor for
his eye checkup. He was at aunt's place,after he had visited the
doctor. So morning the second thing (first was checking the emails and
fretting & fuming on all the things I had to finish today) i did
was updating my manager of all the circus which was happening in his
eye and told him flat that i will leave on time. Yeah! leaving on time
mean leaving early as per finance team standards.

So there
i was, shooting down the last email from my Lotus notes, i had shut
down the PC, click ' click the sound went and i logged out of the phone
and closed the drawer, took put the change for bus, exchanged some
stupid verbal repartee with my colleagues (specially Harish with whom i
am like tom & jerry in fight) & sharath (who always gets
scolded by me), Beena Ma'am who was standing there with a winning smile
at the fact that a female member in the team is heading home on time! I
loaded my self with my pitthu bag (very close to me, after all my bro
gave it to me
) and handbag and change clutched in my left hand. I prefer to keep my
right hand free of all hassles lest I need to slap anyone

I
marched proudly out of the office, I saw my finance controller seeing
me going out of the office. I wish my VP would have seen me going out
but alas! Man proposes & God disposes. Never mind that. Finally i
walked in quick session to the bus stop after juggling all traffic and
boarded the bus, bang on! After all, it was just the next stop. I
didn't know the fare so i handed 10 rs. note to the conductor. He
cribbed on change so i checked the fare and gave him 3 Rs. I reached my
stop and got down but wait, i am feeling very light. God, did I lose
kgs in those 6-7 mins! Nah! my handbag is lighter, thats the reason my
arm is light and immediately i realise, yes I have reached my stop
minus my wallet. Still, as usual the human mind wants to believe that
nothing wrong can happen to us, it's always the other person at
receiving end. With cold hands i opened my handbag and yes, true, my
small wallet was gone. The maroon color wallet was missing in action!
Everything else was there. It was all in just those 6-7 minutes, I mean
it was as if it just vanished into thin air. I called Harry Potter
(harish) in office to check if I had left the wallet on desk. He said
no. So i rushed to the bus on red light to find out the girl who had
held my wrist to check the time because she didn't understand the time
when i said it is 6:30. She was not there so i noted the bus number,
pulled out the cheque book and called the citibank. No da! not to
complain but block the ATM card. In between of traffic, i disconnected
and called my hubby and told what has happened. He was all agitated and
shouting and i was all in same mood telling him why just can't you
console me instead of shouting and advising me.

So I
said, you come out and we are going right away to home. He came looking
for me and found me haggling with the citibank to block the card. All
said & done, we started walking to aunt's home and i was explaining
him all the circus that happened. We were making all permutations &
combinations, i guess to give some comfort to each other. Phew! Aunt
didn't even know that I am coming and Raj had just rushed without
telling them. So we went back, sat and narrated all this. Meanwhile, my
mind was going back to my PAN card, I am still not sure why. So as a
good and responsible citizen we decided to report this to the nearest
police station and take the copy of FIR for reapplying the PAN Card. I
am still not sure as to how many actually do so. Rajan's cousin came
and we 3 headed for the police station. On the way I lost the charm to
find the lost wallet but got excited to see the Police Station. I have
never been to one

So,
there we went searching for the right person who would file our FIR.
The lady police constables heard our story and after listening
patiently packed us to the next floor where the big boss was there. The
moment we started, he had his own story to tell. He went on & on
& on, I was almost on the verge of telling,"hang on, we are here to
solve our problem and not yours!" But good ol' police uncle, he said he
will arrange for the acknowledgement so that we can go and file for the
reissue of PAN Card and Bank Card. So quickly we retrieved a white
sheet with the help of another person and wrote the story telling that
I have lost my card. Again, we went to aunty police, she asked us to
get the photocopy of the complain. As Kanna went to get the copy of the
complain, myself & Rajan gazed around the police station. I think I
was really happy to see the Police Station, reasons all unknown. Oh
Yes! we even saw two culprits in one corner, almost in the manner they
show in movie. Hey but there was no lock up
, how much I wish it was there. Any ways, Kanna came back with the
copy. We handed the documents to aunty police. Now she started reading
the complain. I was worried, what if she asks us to revise. But thank
God, she signed the copy and put the thappa on that and kept the
original.

We
quickly rushed out, we were eager to get to the bus stop thinking that
whosoever had picked the wallet could have thrown after taking the
money! But then in dark at 8:30 how do you expect it to find it. So we
headed home. We wanted to buy some medicines. As I got down the bike, I
told Rajan that I have a feeling, i will get back my wallet back. He
said leave it, now it is gone. As i was looking at the shampoos,
choclates and all colored items in the store, i heard a ring. I am so
good at missing calls at night, you see! I quickly checked the phone,
it showed a strange number. By the time I could reply, it was
disconnected. As I was thinking whether to call back or not, it rang
again.

"Hello", it said, "Hello", I said.

"Divya Sharma?"

"Haan"

"Madam, aapka purse auto mein rah gaya tha, peeche ki seat par." " Maine dekha or dhoondha toh aapko call kar raha hoon"

After
hearing this, thousand questions hit me at one time and quickly the
conversation was completed. I took the directions to his place, checked
his name and eagerly rushed out of the medical store. Rajan called
Kanna and it was decided to throw me back at home and they both will go
and get the wallet. I was again back to calculations, as to how he
found the number, how come my wallet reached his auto! I was like, oh
full gang, eh? Raj quickly dropped me home, I asked him to hand back
the ipod, lest they get into trouble after all it was just a few days
old
, gave him the jacket, it was about to rain. I waited patiently,
keeping my fingers crossed that they both should be back safely, what
if there is a whole gang waiting there to hit them. As time went by, he
called on landline. They got back the wallet. Abdul (the auto driver)
found in the back seat. A lady and a man had boarded the auto from the
stop where I got down. They got down at CMH Road in Indiranagar. It
could have been that at this point they took the cash & card and
left the wallet inside auto. So finally the wallet was back in action
minus the cash (some 300 bucks, chillad is still there!). Ganesha i
carried in wallet is missing in action. It was given by a friend when
she went to Mumbai. They would have taken it thinking it is silver but
it was just an ordinary metal but they have left the silver laxmi coin , the vibhuti packet given my FIL is gone
, i hope that those pick pockets get some sense of spirituality with
that vibhuti. Abdul is the hero, who found it and was honest enough to
call back and give the wallet. Oh yes, the mystery of finding out the
number, my parlour's membership card on which my name and mobile number
was mentioned! Kudos to that too!

So, the
moral of the story as per Raj, I should stop giving such kind of
surprises to him, well, i have travelled so much by local trains in
Delhi and buses too, never this happened before! But then, there is
always a first time

Poor
Raj, i wanted that he should not run around in night, here he was
running from pillar to post to find the lost wallet. My prayers have
been answered, but i guess this is the first time that within 2 hours
Bhagwaanji found time to act upon my plea .so here is to the lost spirit which is found again and this spirit will keep alive all the faith
.there are still some people who are honest, there is always a ray
of hope and yes there can be happy endings in real life too, which
inspire our movies

The search started as early as 9 in the morning. Search for our dream house which we can call our dream home. So we started early in the day and searched each single street near our area. From outside our area seems to be less developed but when one goes inside then there are alleys and some more alleys. To me it all seemed labyrinth only.

Raj had seen one board yesterday but he couldn't recall if it was "Tolet" board only so we decided to start from there only. When we reached there, we found it was a no parking board for that particular apartment. Hmmmmmm .not a beginning to which we were looking forward to. Never mind the start. We moved to next apartment. The security guard said " sale ke liye hai". Next, "haan khaali hai", "rent kitna hai?" "11000 hai madam." And it went on. Yesterday when we had started the search we had realized that even though the house has to be two bedrooms, it has to be big enough in terms of space because we have pretty good quantum of furniture.

Our search took us to one house where one old auntyji was there. From outside the house seemed to be fine but the moment the doors were thrown open to us, we both wanted to run. However, that auntyji will not let us go and she was almost after Raj's life that he should come pay her the advance. Somehow we managed to give her slip and told her that we will come in noon time. One after another and then one more and it went on. In between, I went for some work and Raj came home. Exactly after half an hour at 10:30 a.m we again started. The area which we had not explored in last 2 years was thrown open to us in just two hours. We had planned to cover the left side area to the main road first, followed by the right side area. Good thing was that our thoughts matched and choices too so whichever house we rejected, we had consensus on that. One thing which we noticed was that in most of the houses, hall was big, I mean pretty big but the bedrooms were not spacious enough. I am not sure if it was the size of our bed or the small sizes of rooms was making us reject the houses one after another. We went through the streets one after another.

Each house had a board!! However, 99% of the time, it was a board saying "No parking in front of the house". Many of them had constructed the Ist Floor and moved there, leaving there ground portions available for rent. So most of these were traditional houses. Slowly we started realizing the unspoken value of our current home. It's not big but spacious enough and as newly wed I had quite liked my home. I don't know but this place went on a long way to make me feel at home. We didn't want to move from this area because it is near to my office, we get everything down the road, my in laws find it quite easy to move around as it is well connected by bus and last but not the least this area reminds me of Ghaziabad so I was not keen to move out of Ramamurthy Nagar.

With all these thoughts as we were moving around, we were discussing that we may finally have to get in touch with broker only. All of sudden we found one house, newly constructed with a "TO LET" board on it. We decided to check it. It was a pista green color house and the stairs were big too. At first instance, we liked it. We called the owner on the number written on that board. He told us that he is sending his son with the keys. While we waited patiently, I just wandered further down the street and found one more "To Let" board. As I turned around to call out to Raj that there is a one more, I heard Raj clapping to call me. Well, the key holder turned out to be one Patti instead of the son. And she went on and on in rapid tamil about the house. I could not make out a word of what she said and kept following Raj. The house was neat but again we were back to square one as the size of bedrooms was small. The most amusing part was that they had constructed very small size balcony on Ist and IInd Floor with no door access to it. Till now we both are wondering what could be the reason for these balconies. So we checked both ground floor & Ist floor and came out with a forlorn look on our faces.

This circus going on, we had hardly expected anything at our next stop. The caretaker of the apartment was waiting for us in balcony. He had seen me telling Raj that there is some vacant house. It was a newly built apartment. One condition met. The moment we entered the house on second floor, we were like it seems good. The tiles were white and walls were cream color. The rooms had cupboard with doors. The hall was big and even pooja room was big. The kitchen was open with one small balcony to it. One of the bedrooms had balcony. We liked it instantly. We saw one more in the same building. One was east facing and the other one was west facing. When we inquired about rent, it was like a perfect deal. Second Condition met! And mind you it was not a combination of or when it came to conditions, they were all supposed to be met when we finalize the deal. We heaved a sigh of relief and rushed home to tell this news to mummy and papa. It was quite a scene at our terrace, both of us smiling big and showing thumbs up sign to mum as she was coming to open the gate.

We took mom and dad there to have a look at the house before finalizing the deal. Meanwhile, I had a quick consultation with my father whether to have east facing or west facing house. We did some quick checks as to how is the construction, how are the flats are facing each other and reached to the conclusion that we should take the west facing one for the simple reason that at least we will get some sun light in the morning. My mother in law was quite satisfied by the fact that it is a new house and when she looked around, she was quite happy with the result.

It was a quite a day .the locality is silent there; I think we will miss our next door neighbor's dog bark. They have four of them. We will miss the laughter of the next door neighbor who resides on First Floor. It's just a different laughter the one which one will hear even though there is cotton buds stuffed in your ears. The last but not the least, we will miss our sweet chechi opposite to our house. You can hear her voice from far off distance; she is the oldest resident in our street.

I am glad that our search for the dream house is over as of now .hopefully soon our search for our dream home will be over too.

After a long long time I am back….I am back to Ghaziabad to my hometown.

It’s just the things changed and the purpose was different than a normal homecoming.It was expected but then humans always have this habit of not accepting the truth…..we also did the same thing.We knew she will leave and we wanted that she should go but then somehow somewhere we were hopeful that she will hang till atleast Diwali………..however, she finally breathed her last on 9th October.My dadi left us.She was old and she was somewhere 85.She died a natural death in my father’s arms.The only thing which I regret is my last minute presence. Papa and myself were really hopeful that she will leave only when i reach there but then somethings are destined! It is strange that when people leave we always remember the good.

I wept, I don’t know why but on hearing the news I did weep and somehow it was consoling. Adi wept too but he did this in the evening……loneliness kills.Mom called me to tell him that its ok, not to weep.I called and told him the oppposite. Somehow it is good to cry out your heart sometimes.May be this is the natural way to overcome your grief without sharing with everyone. I came down on 14th to Ghaziabad. All the rituals were over on 19th.

So here I am writing the blog after a very long time…………been really long. I have quit. Yes, I am a free bird now till the time I join a new office - some 80 thousand salary I should get……….don’t get shocked, this is the rumour in my old office that I am quitting because I have an offer of 80K……I have never seen 80K in my life, I wish I could get this kind of Job! Anyways…..The farewell was sweet, something unexpected - a lunch and a gift voucher too! Some cute videos and funny pics! I have yet to get my final dues though! What else? Hmmmm…..yes yes my Ele’s new project is up and we hope that soon it picks up…..Please you guys check this link and give your feedback www.clickneeds.com

Well….as of now this much only…..nahin toh sab ur jayega kyunki power cut ka time ho gaya hai.I will be back with a new post soon…….A big Hi to everyone on Iland, missed you all……just a simple thanks to all u guys for being there.

Take care and May God Bless you all…..

 the boss is not in town and the office seems to be silent.I was wondering if the boss is the only reason of all hulla boo in the office.Not only accounts section is quite but all other sections as well, the admin, back office and others.

After a period of time the office has become a familiar place but the people are still a closed lot and funnily this problem is diagnosed by the HR lady as well.She is the Training Manager in our office, a soft spoken bengali female. The other day we sat sharing our woos as to how the cross culture is visible in this organisation.We both came from an atmosphere which was jovial and vibrant.I hope some day i will be able to break the ice. To an extent I feel i have done it but then it’s very hard to break through people here.
May be the problem is that nobody ever tried reaching to them.One thing I am clear about is the finicky nature of my boss which noone likes and people will keep mum when he is around.And yes he has a big ego! I have managed to rub him on the wrong side even though unintentionally but he took the matter to heart and called me to clear up the issue.When i clarified that I acted on the advice of HR people then only he seemed to be satisfied but I still feel that there are ego clashes amongst the top members of the organization.

Anyways, leaving aside the office, I managed to get wet in the first showers in the city alongwith my now-not-so-newly-married-husband….ok we have completed good 3 months of marriage. How has been the experience? Hmmmmm,yes we have our share of fights(with me crying,heee-heee, the usual weapon!), cold wars, problems etc etc….alongwith it comes the sundays spent cooking special dishes, hopes to get up in the early morning for walks….planning for future and some more planning and some more cooking.
The experience of getting wer was not unusual but yes being with your man on bike was another one, a rare moment……but somehow God’s been gracious to me and I got wet again with him the next thursday and we guess that tomorrow being thursday i will again get wet.

Today the other AM seems to empty his entire mail box because the boss is not in the office, Uff! My boss told me to not to get deviated if someone else is surfing the net! yes, there have been moments of gyan being percolated to me by my boss……i don’t know what he expects out of me but then I am feeling as if I have got my first boss back! And no it’s not that pleasant experience with my first boss.Ok coming back to that other AM…yesterday he gave me the office and boss Gyan! Today he is bust finding a match for his younger brother…………i hope and assume that today he will find for sure though he tries daily.

I am suppose to sit for the Payroll software from tomorrow so I am reading the manual and doing this time pass as well of writing the blog. Earlier during the day I was considering to write a blog and post it on this site Ibibo! I don’t know if I will be able to earn money by writing the blog, huh!! If any of the other fellow Blogger has any idea, they are welcome to share the experience.

Well, I am done as of now because I have the matter to write but then being in office, I can’t write freely…..

Till next blog…..take care and May God Bless you all.

…..and i am unable to figure it out as to what? My head is almost breaking down with all the thoughts going in and out and my body is just angry with me for sitting idle.
This month I will earn a pretty fair amount for sitting idle in the office.Yes! I am sick and tired of sitting idle in the office.They have yet to give me a full fledged profile.It is possible that they have no relevant work which I am suited to(i always underestimate myself, huh!)……but then why on earth did they take me in the first place if i am not suited to the job.I joined on 12th and since then the only responsibility I have been given is that of the preparation of the Cash Flow Statement, that too the senior executive told me.He called me on the internal line and said that I should be sending the CFS and going forward I have to sent the same.It was a blow just taken in time.
I am still wondering as to why didn’t my boss tell me the same instead of this fellow!
He told me to do audit of one group company and I finished to the task, went to him with observations.He tells me to sit with another fellow and get the books going.So for the next two day we both sat and finished the mammoth task of cleaning the accounts.There was nothing left after that.One third fellow had to finish his part so that we can go and tell the boss the final outcome.But then he already knows the situation of the books, huh!
There he goes, some 6 ft tall and thin and lean……and I find him mean :P.
For next 2-3 days I sat calculating the FBT just for the heck of it! I don’t even know if what I have done is correct or not, the only satisfaction is that the amount almost matches with the one calculated last year so I am a bit convinced that it is almost correct! Even my juniors appear to be more important as of now.

I can’t even surf the net much of the time ‘cos even my patience gets over after sometime and also the sites are blocked and we are in continuous survillance as to what we do.Tomorrow is another interview and I can go and appear for it ‘cos I have a day off.Well it is not only me who has an off, the whole office has an off, ramnavmi ki chutti hai!
It’s just feels awkward to be here in this office though I have got used to faces around me but then it is weird.
And on top of all this the tyrst with self goes on to find out as to what do i like with regard to my job profile……….i just don’t have a clue as to what exactly hits me when it comes to accounting and auditing……..I just don’t know what kind of job I am looking forward to……only the priorities are clear! I am in need of a job for 5 days a week, 9 to 6 timings(lesser would also work, heeeee-heeee) and it pays well.What the heck?Well-well I guess every one wants the same thing………
But then whatsoever………it goes on like this….hours become days and days become weeks and these weeks will soon turn into months and months into years!
May be someday I know what I want when it comes to my work…………….till then I will try to find as to what is gone amiss…….

After so many days I am back on Iland, well can’t say how frequently I will post but then it’s been actually so long that I am regular in my posts. But then it’s good to be back………
I have been going through the posts often now and manage to comment also……(wow! what a big deal, huh!).Well, it was just the marriage preparations which kept me busy and then the marriage and then the travelling……hello that sad face is for travelling blues only…….I am happy and all smiles after marriage and during the marriage……hmmmm…..yeah while preparations also I was happy……...
I am in Banglore now……well not many days here but almost 2 weeks I guess.Sorry my guessing power is not working now else, I would have given the correct number of the days…..this is the side effect of marriage…..heeee-heeee.
So far so good……….and yesssssssssssss I will be going to visit my parents and my sweeto bro in Ghaziabad on Holi……….yippeeeee, am I happy????? Well well ask my pyare patidev how scared he gets when i mention Ghaziabad.He feels that I may stay longer than the planned stay and he will have to come alone after Holi……….heeeee heeee………….

I have been planning to write the remaining and the last part of the series ‘The Cat is Out of the Bag - Marriage’……it’s all there in the mind, just being lazy to put it down.During those times I missed a laptop and PC so much.I would have something to remember, I would nit like to miss it ever…be it the marketing, dancing, get togethers, long talks on phone, relatives, those tensions………just anything and everything!!!!!!
It’s just different………I mean it is different when you get married……I don’t know, as such nothing much has changed after marriage except the City, the food and the family……I guess almost everything has changed(told u that my guess power is not working or rather working overtime, huh!).But then I am enjoying this phase pretty much.I am getting used to the weather, well I find the weather a little bit….what, well donno what to say?………but yes I am still getting used to weather.Food I like it………when? When MIL cooks it …..ok Jokes apart……MIL cooks southindian and I love southindian so everyday is a party time………and sometimes or did i hear Raj say a few times  i cook too……typical northindian dishes(as if i have cooked a hundred!!!!), huh!
I have been around Banglore(know what????????? I always thought that the spelling of Banglore is Banglore but then the other day i noted it’s Bangalore!!!!!!!!)……but then I actually can’t recall as to what I wrote earlier.May be I will check the letter envelops which I sent earlier to Raj as to what I wrote?And know what, I used to prepare the envelops of the Bank Audit Reports in my old Office with the Banglore or Bangalore Address whatever……….still i can’t figure out or should i say guess……again the failure of the guessing power!!!!!!!
Ok, about the city, well only a very few places I have visited so far.Met Myna a fellow ilander…..spoke to Arjun Grumpy again a fellow ilander………
Hopefully I will be able to catch with them once I am back from Ghaziabad after Holi.Also, I think I should be able to post the concluding part of cat bag soon………….till then I am enjoying this self imposed break……….

May God Bless all………….take care till I am back with a Post again

 Adi and I share a very funny relationship. I know its funny to say this! (It seems that I am going to stuck with the word funny this time ) this Saturday when I visited home, I took nutties and choclate for him. Well there was no reason for me to carry them but then I think I had promised him that I will buy him nutties so I took one for him. He was sleeping when I reached home and nudged him. Well, when ma got to know that I have brought him the nutties, she tasted and started scolding  me "waise toh acchi hai par tu kyun yeh gandi cheej lekar aayi hai." So I am grinning from ear to ear at her comment, she ended up eating atleast 2-3 pieces from the packet before I snatched the packet and asked her to  keep the same in the fridge! Moms they are always like that. Never mind that.

In the evening me and my brother walked to my nani's place. On the way he slapped me on my buttocks and said "abe kitni mottee ho gayi hai tu." and since then I have undergone depression for the same. I will kill the devil (my brother) ..and on top of that he says u better increase your height. Dhishum ' this one for him, nonsense! How can I increase my height at this age? Ok, fine you people stop worrying for my age!!!!! Heeeeeee-heeeeeeeeeee

So we finally walked down to my nani's place and I started sharing some future plans related to my job and all and kept laughing and enjoying the same. Then he said he wants to tell me something after which I will not be able to sleep, now this was in the context when I said that he has given me lot of tension due to my weight. So I gave him some quizzical looks and started firing questions left and right.
Listen to conversation now '
"I should not be going ti nani's place, now she will be after my life to get married"
"I will tell u something and then u will be more tensed"
"Kyun kya hua, u mean to say that mummy papa have selected a boy for me secretly,no pls don't say this"
Big Roar of laughter from him.
"Abe, nahin"
"Then"
"I will tell u on the way back."
"Oh! So did u manage to eat non ' veg?"
"Arrey ma nahin!"
"Then? Have u failed in any exam and u haven't told at home? Or are u about to fail?"
"Abe chinti shut up, will u? Kaha na baad me bataonga, chup hoja ab"
By this time we both had reached nani's place and then started the flight to the fourth floor and since there was no lift , we managed to climb them. Thankfully we both do gym so somehow no huffs and puffs.

He stuck to the PC and me to Nani. Mama, mami and noni were not at home. So I sat there watching my nana and nani fight over no useful manner. Imagine the reason of fight ' nanag wearing Adi's footwear. Same color, same size so he was unable to differentiate but then he realized and then nani was up in arms .heeeeeeeeee-heeeeeeeeeeeeee.

I sat with her in the balcony after nanag went out to fetch veggies. As I was enjoying the cool breeze and the traffic uproar, mama called up. He wanted us to go out with him to any food joint. Now I refused because I was so very bogged down due to lack of sleep (one funny problem that I am facing over a few years) but they insisted. Now when my brother got to know this he was all the more against it, reason being we both stay out so the stay at home is more recommended for both of us! Never mind, I suggested that we go to nirula's.

So there we went, me and mami in rickshaw and mama and adi on bike. They following us on bike or sometimes waiting ahead of us. Adi commented that it seems as if they are following the females or as if they are chasing the girlfriend .

I regaled my mami with office anecdotes (I hope she was amused!). Now on Saturday, it was surpsring that the place was vacant. After we were seated, I took upon me to find out the menus etc. So there was divya the monkey jumping from one place to another and picking menus! My mami said that it was very fast, then I told her that I picked it up from the table right behind us.Heeeeeeeeeeee-heeeeeeeeeeeee

So finally we managed to eat something out of nothing. Ok thali was not good at all. Now the real action started. They were giving balloons to the kids who were there in the food joint. Now all of sudden my brother took a fancy to a balloon. So he starts chanting, I want a balloon, I want a balloon and yes I want that pink balloon. "I will leave this place with this pink balloon only."

Leaving everything me and adi focused the attention on balloon. Then finally when mama went to order icecreams I tugged along. There on the counter was the pink balloon. I eyed suspiciously the lad who was sitting on the counter. When I judged him, I plucked that balloon from the counter (no I did not run away from there, ok!) and asked him ' "can I take this balloon?" I looked at him with all my innocent eyes. "Yeah, take it." "Thanks"
I was all in smiles and paraded back to my table and presented the balloon to my brother in true filmy andaaz heeeeeeeeee-heeeeeeeeeeee, by this time my mami had enough I geuss, she was all the way laughing!!!!!!!

And after that adi started behaving like one crazy kid who wud eye every small kid suspiciously if they looked at him, 'cos he was afraid that the kids will ask for the balloon ..there was my brother going red with the pink balloon.

Hey all of sudden I have become a celebrity because I am there on the mail page of the rediff, whoa!!!! Hmmmmmmmmm, should I become write on second thought Thanks to all of those who told me this and congratulated me on the same .and those who have not, please go and chk that I am on the first page.Heeeeeeeeeeeeee-heeeeeeeeeeeee

Ok, so where were we, yes the pink balloon. We played around. Then the obvious came in, my mama goofed up in the icecream orders ..and we simply had fun at the expense of our dear mamag imagine whose order did he manage to goof up ..humari pyari mamig ..bas sirf chappal hi nahin padi use.
And then the drama artists started ' me and my brother. We killed our mama jaan with our comments on the expert romance (it seemed that we both could have written a book on the same!!!!!!). We forced him to buy the exact ice-cream for her at the end and we all had our share.
But .but ..after hearing the expert comments on romance by my brother in the food joint, I am thinking, yes u guessed it right that he has a girlfriend and I should locate her .hmmmmmmmmmmm ..kuch toh ghapla hai ..never mind right now he is busy with his fest, he was not here at home this weekend.

Ok, I started this blog during the week but could not finish it and infact I got to know from Amit that I have been tagged on iland so hurriedly I finished that blog lest the game stopped.

It's been lots of fun on iland and orkut with tagging, tagging and tagging and I am here back in office on Monday at 5:15 a.m doing what- blogging and surfing the net!!!!! Well now the tempo has set in so here I am doing work too side by side but then now I have to report at 5:15 am daily so lets see how it turns out to be ..detail story of the same will be in next blog ..

I am humming the song ' janemann from the movie Aryan ..well well no specific reason, it's just that the song is being played on my friend's laptop ..

It’s a great start on Friday and I am more than happy for many reasons. Well well nothing too special but then special in its own way.

A few days back I wrote a blog 'tough Tuesday' and mentioned that I fought with my friend but hey we made up and finally we are back on track doing what we are best at ' pulling each other's leg and saying sorry ..ok in a virtual manner. She is US so can't go and hug her or vice versa. But then yesterday I sent her a card saying sorry and explaining how everything matters and I cannot die peacefully if we part on bad note and then wrote her a letter in my own teasing way and whole day I waited and waitedthat she will respond but then she didn't. At nite I kept telling myself ''divya u deserve this stupid girl, who tumse choti hai(ab shaadi pehle ho gayi toh kya!), kya zaroorat thee usse ladne ki, u know she is a cancerian, ab agar usne mood swing mein kuch likh dia thaa toh kaun sa pahar toot gaya.' Never mind, I sent a silent prayer that let my mailbox have her one single mail please and lo and behold! I had three e ' cards waiting for me in the mail box, yuhooooooooooooooo ..:-)

She's a sweet girl in her own way, infact we started on a strange note in school and that too in class 11. Earlier we did not even know each other. She would come to me asking explanation for the Shakespeare and not once but twice and thrice! I used to go bonkers. Then she would even ring me up asking the same explanation again the very same day. At time it will piss me off and the moment I will see her coming, I will be bhago wahan se but then if she will not come for days asking something, I will wonder what has happened to her. Then I will tease her if she has run out of the queries and then I would again be banging my head against the wall because she will fire her queries left and right .but then it was fun. Over a period we grew close. Why and how, I am not sure. The common point of connectivity was the reading habit. She was my book bank. She once gave me a birthday card ' a big b'day card in the shape of teddy bear, hand made card and can one beat it, it had 32 small cards inside it hanging. All cute ones the kiddo cards I still have those cards.

She left Ghaziabad for good and then I missed her and the books. I would write her long letters and then wait for her reply. She will reply after ages and then I would call her. Sometimes we managed to catch each other online. We will never miss each other b'days. In case the phone did not come, the other will wait till late night for the call and in case it doesn't come then the other would know that there is something wrong!

There used to be small get together at her place and we would chit chat away through out the day. And in one of those get together only we ended up breaking the swing which was kept in the garden in her home

After she went to Calcutta, she studied there and studied in Delhi as well thru correspondence. Then she got married .and we had one thing common, we always felt that before marriage u need to fall in love. It was a pleasant surprise that of all the people she was the one who took the plunge first when it came to marriage. Her husband is a sweet guy and she says that we both take each other as if Tom and Jerry 'cos every time me and her husband would chat we sure are after each other's life.Heeeeeeeeeeee-heeeeeeeeeeeeee

And now she is in US after marriage and I am in Gurgaon. And then we fought on Tuesday. We finally made up and some how after this I feel a little grown up (yes I know I am a grown up girl for my age but even then!). It was easy to fight but then more important was how much do we respect each other and how much I was able to do to get her back as my friend in my life no matter how big our differences are? She called me up last night and we ended up talking for good half an hour .friday night, ok I have finished this blog on saturday morning though I started on Friday morning

In between, the office seems to have slowed down when it comes to politics because our director is back from Australia and everyone seems to be in awe of him. So everyone seems to be their own work and noone is poking his or her nose into others matter! Now who is gone in the office, well ' well the CEO himself had put in his papers as his dad is not keeping well. So the office is headless as such but then it is going one never mind .

Last week I spend bomb on clothes well not that big bomb but yes bought two jeans and two t ' shirts gottaa one for my brother as well. I also gave him a lawn tennis racket (God only knows what else he will do apart from swimming, gyming etc etc) but then never mind, this was his raksha bandhan gift or nakhre dekho bhaisahab ke when I called him asking what he needs then he says nothing and then says ' "I guess rakhi par toh hum tumhe gift dete hain" Hmmmmmmmmm brothers!!!!!!

Gym routine is back on track finally and I hope that I will lose some more kgs in a month or so ..Huh? Well with the kind of food they are making me eat then toh I will not have to go to gym I feel got a raise so party (what nonsense?) and then they order the thai and Chinese and I have no clue as to what to eat and above all how to eat (it's one painful thing when it is noodles and veg curry, yuck!!!!!!!) but then others ate the thai food and I ate the chole kulche in the canteen ha! Pathetic .then my other senior was asking for treat cos I ate his when he got the raise so I said never mind we will both have mac veg burger ..and not that pathetic thai food .i am his office girlfriend .heeeeeeeeee-heeeeeeeeeeeee, nothing serious its just a joke that whenever he sees me he will say ' " or girlfriend date par kab chal rahi hai" and I will be like ' "Get lost" and then there will be roar of laughter from every corner of the office ..three loves he has ' booze, cigarette and girls but then cool chap. Rest assured, if I slap someone he will be the first one to come to the rescue! And I always blackmail him by telling him that I will deduct the TDS from the salary and he will go bananas about it nahinnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn.Its fun to watch him that way.

I am still dragging "The Chamber" by John Grisham, the reason being it's so very chotu chotu print and one big fat novel. And because of its size I cannot lie on my back and read it. On a second thought I should do that so that my arms get exercised ..hmmmmmmm what an idiotic thought (I am an expert on such things!)

What else? I can't recall what else I had thought of writing so let me wind up and catch up sometime later Oh yes, yesterday was Gulzar’s B’day so they aired out some best songs written him on Radia Mirchi in Purani Jeans, I am a fan of the RJ Syma who anchors this programma…………and I slept only after 10:30 p.m. after listening to some of the best songs…………..and now i am all sleepy…..cos office was at 5 so had to be up by 3:15 am max so that the pick can surely be done at 4:20 a.m………….one stupid saturday………..but am going home……..yuhooooooo……..take care all………….

P.S. Bhagwaan ke waaste kripa karke spelling mistakes overlook kar den………next time dhyan de lenge (Vicks will not understand, I assume)heeeeee-heeeeee

It’s been raining often now, it’s a different thing that sometimes it’s tears and sometimes it’s actually rain coming down from the sky……………
Last week was bad(may be that’s not the word I should use) but yes it was different.I just felt wanted and unwanted at the same time…………
It all started with the firang ops manager walking away with our chairs from the admin area where finance, HR and admin people sit.He even took away 2 mouse and a keyboard to be used on the floor for the new campaign.Imagine when u reach office with the agenda packed for the day and U find that ur chairs are missing and kept there are the chairs which are either broken or they have some or the other problem or lets say they are healthy but u can’t sit on them ‘cos u have sitting on one particular chair for more than 365 days……………ok fine i did not lose the temper(I am a good girl after all, i fail to understand as to will what time I can be a good girl), anyways i just kept the bag there and walked upto the balcony of the first floor and posted myself there and waited for Sir to arrive and our Program Support Manager(PSM) who happens to be a good friend of mine.When he came he was more or less shocked that I am standing out and whiling away my time and when he walked up to me, he seemed more or less to be prepared for an outburst………well I simply told me that I want a day off cos we do not have chairs to sit
He spoke to Sir and he called us and spoke to us and asked me to raise the internal PO immediately for the keyboards and mouses to be purchased on urgent basis.I did that when I went to him for the sign, he asked me to sit.I sat and then spoke - “I know divya what happened in the morning was not correct.But let me share with u, not that I have something against u but as a kid….whatever has happened today will going to increase in coming days.Also, they are speaking to others and in a months’ time they might even wind up”…………….I lost it.I knew it was coming but I thought I will control myself and then I broke down.I simply said -”Sir, I gave this organization my more than 365 days and at the end of the day I have to go thru this humiliation, why? I will resign, u tell me the TAT that u require for my replacement and I will walk away.”
Poor chap, he underwent a shock at the outburst and he had to get and pat my head and bring the tissue paper(of course I had to blow my nose after that cry!!!!!)……..anyways the news reached the external consultant all cos of my junior that I have resigned.From him the news reached to the GM world another firang and then the news reached to the Director in Australia and everyone seemed to be after my life.

All of sudden it seemed that I am loved by one and all and every nook and corner is in need of me…………hell broke loose and i got a call from external consultant, the PSM took his chance and he had a long chat with me and he convinced me that we are together in this.Then Director called me from Australia………….and then we went for breakfast all oof us……….and had a good laughing riot created in the canteen.Well I continued working.Then came in the turn of GM world who is in India(his wife is ready to divorce him cos he visits India often!!!!!!!)and it seemed that we indulge into conversations often cos he seemed to enjoy a lot and kept on laughing and agreeing to all what i had to say…………bl***y, i had to skip the lunch too………..oh yes I had some good time outside the office on that day.It rained outside and it rained inside  as well.

Me and PSM went hopping from bank to bank to do our work and office work and came back with garma garam pakodas…………that was the most wonderful thing happened that day………..Sitting there next to PSM it was like oh my God!!!!! Hey Ash or was it Vidhya (can’t recall) something about ogling at the nice looking chap.well he sits just next to me and i don’t even have to ogle at him, just turn around and he will start talking at once.And thankfully in his own words he had admitted one day that he is attached to me more than anyone in this office even more than sir.That was when one day I did not speak to him cos he was leg pulling again and again……….and he said I exploited him by not talking to him

Good for me………..heeeeeeeee heeeeeee……….ok back to the resignation.GM world is up in arms - he will fix up things for me for sure.He appointed me so he will not let me go(I never knew that I gave him copyrights of mine), Director says - accept her resignation and ask her to give 12 months’ notice………..what nonsense……….so far the work is going on with me almost converted to the personal assisstant to the GM world………..i even book his ticket and he says that now i am in loop so in any case we will not forget………thank God he has yet to lose that pen which i issued him two weeks back……….never mind he is good looking and when he smiles he is one sweet bloke and he is more than 40 and he is a CPA!!!!!!!

So far yahin tak………….will continue later, got to go…………

So here I am back to blogging once more. I made sure today that in any case I will end up posting something, I still do not know as to what do I plan to post.May be another tit bits, or just catching up or simply put what’s been happening around in life.The last post was on 12.07.06, and I simply managed that post in 15 minutes.
I managed to catch on the latest posts of almost every one on iland but then no time management so did not comment on the same. Some were really good some were overhead transmission………….
Over this period, thoughts came and they went by and I kep on thinking that yes yes I will post them and ultimately it happened I didn’t post them. Buttoday when I entered, I just realised that there is not too much of workpressure so I can catch up on iland with myself.………what did i do in last few days. Yeah lot of work but apart from that I did was laze around, catching up with people, reading the novels etc.Now now how did i manage to do all this, even i am surprised but yes i did all this………..

This saturday sunday was sepent in Gurgaon itself beacuse the roads leading to ghaziabad were closed due to kanwars. So I did not take any risk of losing myself on the roads I just told my mum that i am not coming, she said fine she will come along with dad as he was coming to meet a friend of his in Gurgaon.I said cool, no probs.
So they came…………….The week was hectic as usual, pacing up and down, fighting with the firangs, asking for approvals from Australia.Sometimes I wonder if I will have to ask for approval even for putting down my resignation!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Why so? The reason is that they come looking for me even if they misplaced the charger of nokia, hell !!!!!!! The other day my firang GM walked up to me and asked if he has seen the charger which he had kept in the room…………..and i was looking at him with my eyes popping out- what????? I said no but now i will look out for u………..and there i was asking motu guard if he managed to lay his hands on his charger……………and then the again he came with a crooked look on his face and stood there hanging on the cabin……….I turned around and asked yes what it is he i looking at or looking for.Then he smiled - I have lost my pen. I felt like saying - U bas***d, go and lose urself in the streets of India, duffer!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!……………and then there i was issuing him a pen from the stock.
He keeps losing and bloody he lost his cell phone too and on top of that he did not inform us. Finally when we got to know and the reason was asked as to why he did not tell us - “Its ok mate.Anyways its was an old cellphone.”

Oh God! if it was so very dispensable then why not give it for charity……….then the people in Australia will again shout on us when we buy them new handsets………..Jesus what is that they want us to……….dance to their tunes, well well we are almost doing this.Never mind that, I have actually decided that before I leave this company, i make sure that I make some concrete changes so I am as such ok with all this shit coming to us……………Why can’t they make less noise while calling I fail to understand.Now there are so many people standing on my head - issue in consideration - why do we have so high attrition rate?????? We will never be able to guess that till the time we can do away with the old firang who is our ops manager.Seriously me and my friend think of giving the denting penting of this fellow……….by the time he is ok we will give him the next dose.
Infact the other day we were so pissed off that we decided ki uske coat mein khujli wala powder hi daal dete hain or else inject some julab in the water can which he takes to his home…………………bloody firangi. I just fail to understand as to what is special about him that the higher management cannot do away with him………………..never mind, we will have our own one day.
Hmmmmmmmmm, what else did I do? Yes read two sydney sheldons - Nothing lasts Forever and Bloodline.I bought them at the delhi railway station.Hey they were cheap - 300 bucks for two new novels…………amazing. I read them in 4 days flat.And yes they were good.Nothing lasts forever is a medical murder mystery kinds but gooooooooddddddddddd, u ppl can read the same and bloodline is also fine but i liked the other one much more.
I am not sure if I mentioned that my friend visited me from Banglore(there seems to be something wrong with the sentence, but thats fine till someone understands) and we had some good time catching up with each other.Infact my office friend drove us around and then finally we dropped her to her friend’s place.She is getting married in August and then she will be going to States………………well she is from Karnataka.I always had doubts if she will like my office friend arounf but she was more than happy to have him around - reasons - he is a virgo, handsome, state level cricket player of his times, charming and married………………ha ha ha ha…………….but yes it was a good time that we three had together……………….

Saturday night was spent at my friend’s place cooking for both of us.Though we planned for rice but had to manage with sandwiches ‘cos there were no rice in his kitchen and he seemed to be unaware of the same.I had to tell him to get out of the kitchen cos he kept dropping things…………….he had severe headache…………and yes he had a medicine for the same.He went out to smoke.Now when he came back, i knew this………………so he was just asking me if he was smelling of cigrette………….i felt like saying no dude - u r smelling of smoke!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I simply did not give him one tight slap.I don’t even remember telling him to quit smoking but then men will always be men - doing their own stuff in their manner……………..and lo and behold they manage to survive as well with this useless stuff, ha ! so much for survival………………..and then i had laugh of the day………….we were watching TV and he was complaining of headache so i told him to take disprin or sleep.He looked at me and commented with his hands on his head - abe yeh toh hota nahin ki sar daba de medicine khane ko kahti ja rahi hai……………….i simply rolled over with laughter- reason - it simply did not strike me that sar dabaya bhi ja sakta tha…………………when I told him this, he was like - sahi hai…..then poor chap himself poured oil on his head and sat massaging.Finally he said ab mottee maalish toh kar de. Then I said - oh yes that I can do. I took a fancy for his laptop and sat there playing cards(this is the only game which I can play without asking for help) and we listened to songs and sat there chatting thruout the night……………then finally we managed to catch on sleep for few hours. I came back in the morning so as to receive my parents in time and had to clean the house, wash clothes etc etc…………….
Mom pa came and we had some good time.When they left, boy i was so tired that I slept for God knows how many hours……………got up only in morning yaar to be ready for the office.Well I slept at 1:00 p.m
………………then my first finger was paining so much………….well it was injured in fighting with my friend(ok fine i avoid taking the names just for the sake of privacy of others…..how far its correct or incorrect, m not sure)………..i wanted to make a pic from my N70 and he won’t let me…………….ab kahin to use karoongi na…………..and today the pain has gone………………
And my weight…………….i have not gone to gym since last one month so it seems i gain and lose every moment……………..weight na ho gaya pooranmasi ka chand ho gaya…………..seriously aise hi ghata bhadta rahta hai……………..bakwaas…………….but i will begin the gym from 1st aug for sure…………….and then i will post the blog on weight loss…………(i hope so, i have been trying to do so since long time.)……tell then take care
May God Bless you all………………….

P.S……………….after noticing the preview of the post i realised its tooooooooo long but then never mind………………so read it!!!!!
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